I spent a morning in September 2018 photographing at probably my favorite place to make images in the entire world.
Stickney Brook is in Dummerston, Vermont, north of Brattleboro.
Here’s a sampling.
A couple years ago, I saw photographs in a gallery where the photographer had grossly over-saturated the colors in the pictures. Intentional? Maybe, because I spent a long, long time looking at them.
I have Holga cameras, cheap plastic things that use 120 film. They make unsharp, lousy-quality pictures that can be quite interesting.
So interesting, that I bought cheap Holga lenses for my digital cameras. They make poor quality images, but when I put them into Lightroom and overdo color adjustments, they become, to me, interesting.
My mentor said that he liked to photograph because he wanted to see what things looked like when photographed. That certainly applies here, and it is a lot of fun to do.
Travels in 2018
Barcelona, Aruba, Curacao, St. Petersburg, and elsewhere nearby. The best of them, with a few locals thrown in.
Snow and Ice
Snow and ice have been favorite photographic phodder for many years.
In late 2011, I discovered color when I bought my son's Nkon D80 so that he could afford his Nikon D3s. I had never made a decent color photograph in my life. Vagabondishness kept me from having a darkroom for black and white, so I worked at color. These photographs don't belong in any other series, and come from various places.
On weekends in 2012, I roamed the Northeast, camera in car. I was Adrift, and these pictures are the record
The Bucket Trip
For 8 1/2 months in 2013, I lived out of a Chevy van and drove 39,583 miles around the country. It was the trip of a lifetime, and every day was magical. I came home having made over 12,000 pictures, which after editing became a "mere" 3,000. These are my favorites.
Yaroslav's and Maryna's Ukrainian Wedding
Maryna is my "adopted" Ukrainian daughter. She and Yaroslav asked Rev. Bruce to marry them in Kiev last October.
We met for the Parents' Dinner the night before. Of course, everyone needed Tie-Dye from America.
Yaroslav and Maryna wanted a "Rocker Wedding," hence their leather jackets and my tie-dye. It was all so light-hearted.
I wrote, translated, and performed the ceremony in Russian. The two Moms, Antonina and Svetlana, added Ukrainian traditions that made everything perfect.
It was astonishing how much love was in the room. I have never felt anything like it. The wedding is one of the highlights of my life.
The young lady in the blue print dress at the end is Khristina, my translator for the evening, and my adopted "niece."
In June of 2012, I adventured to Ukraine, spending two weeks in Sumy and Kiev. These pictures helped me work out details to write about in my book "More Finely Focused," which deals entirely with composition. Ukraine is a wonderful country, and my subsequent experiences there have been marvelous.
Мой Дом means "My House" in Russian. My house came about almost as a work of art, given the amount of time and careful thought that has gone into it. It's a 30x48 timber frame, built by Shelter Institute and Rob Schulz in 2014.
The only interior walls are for the bathroom and my darkroom. I have lots of windows, but no skylights . I'm 120 feet from the water, where I watch the tides and the birds. I see Bald Eagles almost every day. It is a magical place.