Summer is in full swing here. The days are hot and sunny, replete with activity and the joy that comes with getting things done. I spent most of the morning on the front of the house, scraping and painting it. I don’t think it has had a coat in twenty years, so there’s not so…
Category: Photographers
Dumb, dumb, dumb
There are so many things about photography that you can’t control. You can’t control the weather. You can’t control the actions of wild animals. You can’t control when a sudden beam of light might penetrate the clouds and hit the water (although you might just be able to predict it with some alacrity). But you…
Keeping space
One of the perils of working in your own home is that your workspace and the household’s space often blend and merge in ways that challenge the sanity and work habits of the occupants. I know some craftspeople manage to completely segregate their work and living quarters, but I’m just not one of those. I’m…
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning….
…. and the first thing that I heard, Was a song outside my window, And the traffic wrote the words. – Joni Mitchell Or rather, the garbage truck wrote the words and it was a made scramble for the recycling, tossing this into that and those into these and pelting out to the curb in…
Exploits photos, yet again
I’ve been digging through albums to find photos of Exploits from various points in time. A few more evinced themselves the other day. The hardest part has been weeding out the family photos. A house in Lower Harbour. I don’t know who owns this one. The foundations of the Methodist Church. Our wharf and boathouse….
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 