My eyes are honed and hungry — searching — watching Walking with probing analysis — curious — my mind Grumbles with desire — pangs — penetrating My wants are insatiable — embraced — plated portraits Waiting to be picked — plucked from a stranger’s stare Unsuspecting faces — come into focus — foregrounded Framing your…
Aspiration
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There Is a Crack in Everything …
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Unhinged
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Doe, a Deer, I Saw Myself …
The Magic is the Light
For years, I thought the mystery was the molten glass, but the magic is the light. I’m reluctant to put quotes around these words because I think I’ve done a poor job of remembering them word for word, but this is the essence of one quote I read on the wall of the Musée des beaux-arts…
Fireworks over Niagara Falls
Fire … in the night. It defines our species. Regardless of what advances we make in genetics or semi-conductor research or even particle physics, there is no better guarantee of drawing thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people outdoors, at night, than the promise of fireworks. (Sorry Higgs Boson — you’re not a spectator…
“Botched” Fireworks
Not that some of us need a lesson in what happens when you take time-elapsed photography without the aid of both a tripod and a steady surface. These pictures were taken from my balcony, 11 floors up, overlooking Niagara Falls. They were taken impromptu and without much set up as I hurriedly grabbed my camera when,…