Another year gone by Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and auld lang syne? This past year was a wonderful one, I wanted to thank family, friends and readers for their kindness and generosity. Two-thousand and twelve will be a big year and I look forward...
Ida Noyes Hall, Spring 2010 Once upon a time, nearly a year ago now, I returned for a brief period to The University of Chicago, camera in tow. I visited a few of my favorite cavernous spaces, still packed to bursting with memories that grow older every day. Some of the massive panoramic images I...
Conjunction Early Saturday morning along the beach next to Chrissy Field there was a positively massive gathering of photographers to capture the full lunar eclipse setting behind the south tower of the Golden Gate Bridge. A friend and I were on hand to watch the show. It was a rare conjunction of the fully eclipsed...
Fire on the Vines North of the ruddy Golden Gate, past the scruffy, hunched and sea-battered shoulders of Marin where the great, breaking swells of turbulent land sink back into the California dirt and roll gently inland towards the flat and sleeping heartland of America, lies the Russian River valley. Along her banks, on hill...
