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field of vision
Through careful framing and a wide lens, I was able to fit the entire town into a single frame!
Inez, New Mexico
photographed 5.31.2026
tables
Hello and welcome to All The Tables Day, the long-awaited moment when I assemble all the tables in a particular town and make a photograph.
I mean, it’s sort of not as comprehensive as it sounds, as this town only has the one building and it only has one room. But still.
Inez, New Mexico
photographed 5.31.2026
Ps: If you stay for Most Of The Curtains Day, you’ll see this exact same image. FYI.
jesus needed a.c.
I was looking back through some older photos when I spotted this one. I barely remember stopping to make the photo except for this part: the door was open but as I was about to go in, I got A Feeling. And not in a good way, either, so I headed back to my car to escape whatever was in there waiting for me.
It was probably a rodent, although it could have been a murderer.
We’ll never know for sure.
Doole, Texas
photographed 6.5.2020*
*I know 2020 isn’t THAT long ago and doesn’t qualify this as an “older” photo. I probably should have started this post by saying “I was looking back through some photos where I may have barely escaped with my life.” Sorry for the confusion.
the gloom of twilight gathers fast
Here’s the last one – for now – from the South Solon Meetinghouse. It was a transformative few days and I am grateful that I was able to attend the workshop.
One afternoon while we were in the meetinghouse, I sat in a pew and looked through one of the hymnals. I was looking for words, for phrases that caught my eye. By the time I was done, I had filled two pages in my journal with pieces of songs that appealed to me. I often title my images with a few words from a song and my intent that afternoon was to mine the words for future photo titles.
And from that list, I drew the following list of titles:
- thanks + love + faith + grace
- our strength proved false
- since happier light
- of unseen things above
- wondrous grace
- the gloom of twilight gathers fast
So, l will gently leave my meetinghouse photos here. They are filled with thought, with intention, and with the unrelenting joy of seeing. It is my hope that you found something in them that was meaningful.
South Solon Meetinghouse
Solon, Maine
photographed 3.19.2026
wondrous grace
The afternoon sun through the windows gave a nice sideways light to the mural on the wall, which is why I made the photo. (Of course.)
I am often realizing things about my photographic style seem new to me. That’s sort of silly, right? I mean, I take a LOT of photos. I try to be purposeful with them. I think I carefully compose and understand what I’m seeing in the viewfinder before I press the shutter. So it seems like my style would be established by now, and further, that I would know why I do things the way I do.
These series of images from the meetinghouse has reminded me anew how much I depend on the darkness in the images – the darkness that is complete black. The darkness that is, technically speaking, “too” dark. But in my mind, what good is the light unless it’s balanced with the dark? How much less value does the known and clearly visible parts of an image have if it’s not offset by parts you can’t see?
Which leads me to wonder how much more joyous the bright parts of life are when they are balanced against life’s darknesses. It’s the balance that makes it work. In photography. In life.
South Solon Meetinghouse
Solon, Maine
photographed 3.19.2026
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