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November, 2003
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These photos are unpopulated. Perhaps later
I'll add photos of the many people who shared their world
with me this month.
Preserving
Rivers and Watersheds
The George
and Miriam Martin Foundation has given away hundreds
of thousands of dollars in the last few years to conserve streams
and wetlands. The foundation recently asked me to re-design their
website, giving me a chance to use many of my photographs of water
in a good cause and paying me well at the same time—a rare
privilege! Also recently, the foundation gave a grant to the Village
of Arden to help us preserve five acres of Sherwood Forest, much
of it part of the Perkins Run watershed. Visit The
Ardens website to learn more.
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The
Race at Breck's Mill
This photo and the one above are of Brandywine
Creek at Breck's Mill, the place Sadie
Somerville has her gallery and the United States Postal
Service has a post office. Sadie, queen of the Arden
Centennial, selected ten of my photos for the Arden
Fair Exhibit in 2003.
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Ellen's
Carrot Casserole
This casserole dish was scraped nearly clean. Having recently purchased
Paul Klee: His Life And Work and having recently photographed
a fireworks display, I saw both combined in these spoon scrapings.
It is now part of my series, Domestic
Abstractions, a series also known as Demented
Distractions to the office workers in the Arden Office Park
who spend hours on the job visiting all the nooks and crannies of
this website.
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Mom's
New Blinds
I'm getting better at shooting first and asking questions later.
In this case, I don't ask questions even later.
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Fall
Colors
Early morning fog, the sound of ships feeling their way up the Delaware
River, and the sun rising in the East.
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Fall
Colors, Colors by Detroit
Red cars have no attraction to a true artist of distinguishing taste.
Disdainful photographers shun the exhibitionist colors of fall.
Me, I photograph both. I think, "Hey, you gotta see this!"
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Ginko
Pas-De-Deux
It has been decades since I was the American Deaf Dance Company's
photographer.
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God's
Throne
Here's where God lives, high on a mountain hidden by clouds. That's
the kind of longing I feel looking at such scenes as this. This
scene was shot from a car racing north on Interstate 15 at 70 mph
near Lake Elsinore in Southern California. I didn't turn left to
climb those mountains. I'm turning now.
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Fracture
Kandinsky died but not before teaching nature something about painting
the rocks on the hillside above Naaman's Creek
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Sky
Over A Retention Pond
I still remember with great fondness the many sunsets I watched
while living next to the Pacific Ocean in Del Mar, California. This
photo was taken near a retention pond on the border between Arden's
Sherwood Forest and a neighboring development.
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Sycamore
A wind storm blew through the East Coast on November 12 and snapped
off the top of a sycamore tree, its bark painted like a tropical
snake's. If it hadn't fallen, I'd never have seen it. Who goes up
that high?
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Tatooed
Woods
I love history, type faces and photography. Naturally I am attracted
to what people have carved on the smooth-bark birch trees in the
woods of Arden. Carvings are everywhere. Eventually I hope to present
a series of photos and, with the help of my neighbors, some of the
history behind these memorials in wood
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Bathroom
Shades, Morning
Another domestic
abstraction. Sometimes, sunlight coming through a window
is the image of sanity, the spark of hope that can sustain a person
for a week once they see it. Can that spark be captured in a few
million pixels? Even if it were, how many would have eyes to see
it?
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