Older Pics that I should have posted sooner

These are some pictures I took the day before the Huntington-Croft wedding. Pretty sure this is Laguna Beach, but I did get a bit turned around in the car . . . I stopped when I saw parking near the water. :)

Chichen Itza

Some pictures I just recovered from several months back. My second visit to Chichen Itza was much different than the first time around. Twelve years ago, the park was not listed among the official "Seven Wonders of the World." This meant that there were no tour buses, no congested queue of tourists waiting out the hours-long line by flicking through images on their digital cameras. I didn't get in the line with the other tourists this time either, to tell you the truth. Instead I came back several hours later and got in free, had much better lighting in much less crowded surroundings. Just a thought for any would-be travelers to this part of the world. Enjoy!

Till Human Voices Wake Us

At last I have finished getting these images web-ready. Click on them to view them larger and to read their accompanying lines. This project took well over two years to conceptualize and complete and the help of many friends along the way. I give my thanks to each of them. Thanks as well to those of you who take the time now to look through.

Artist's statement accompanying the opening show in the Harris Fine Arts Center in December 2008:

Each passing moment is alight with possibilities. Even in the mundane, fixing a tie or leaning out a window, thoughts can come to our minds charged with the hope of what 'could be.' These thoughts are ephemeral, subject to quiet death by the onset of reality--like a voice shaking us from a pleasant dream that can no longer be recalled upon wakening. "Till Human Voices Wake Us" explores two facets of this human experience, the life-lending excitement that comes with fresh hope and the deadening weight of habit and culture that keeps us from realizing our dreams. This series both celebrates these effervescent fledgling dreams and commiserates on their passing. I have selected lines from the poem "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" by T.S. Eliot to accompany the photographs.

Sunsets

Sitting on the front lawn yesterday, as daylight began to dwindle, I found myself infused with a surge of nostalgia. Sunsets were one of the original reasons why I picked up my dad's old Olympus in the first place back when I was thirteen, catalyzing a fascination with light and color that has continued thirteen years later. Last night, I again found myself photographing the sunset. Tucked in with the pictures of last night's sunset are two pictures I took when I was down in the Yucatán.









And a few more I took just the other day: (posted July 25, 2009)

Till Human Voices Wake Us