Saturday, August 31, 2013

Saying Goodbye to Summer

Memorial Day and Labor Day are bookends for the season.  I much prefer the bookend on the left.
Summer Street
Summer Street
I'm Lost
I'm Lost

Friday, June 7, 2013

Black and White

Between Fronts BW
Between Fronts BW
If Wizard of Oz was filmed near the beach.

Monday, April 29, 2013


Diamond Girl BW
Diamond Girl BW
I love the moments when instinct tells you to make a 180 degree turn and click.

Friday, April 12, 2013

The Shoe

Star of the Show BW 219/365
Star of the Show BW 219/365
I don't know?  Do you?  She was just there....on this long expanse of fence. 
Lonely.  Begging to be taken.  So I did. 
But I think she meant "taken to", not just taken.
Guess Cinderella is still waiting.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Two Sides

At the edge of the river the whisper of spring.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Sepia Breeze

On the Second Floor Sepia
On the Second Floor

Lounge in a 5 story hotel, bar, restaurant in Havana.

Ernest used to hang here.
Perhaps more in the bar than anywhere else.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Season's Greetings


Song of the Season 171/365
Song of the Season

Lingering somewhere....

....between snow season and mud season.

Sunday, February 17, 2013


Peter Cooper Glue Factory, Oak Creek WI

the wild lays claim
to abandoned remains

where ghosts reside

to breathe down the necks of those who
brave the perils of crumbling walls and broken glass.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Squares in Summer

What the Evening Breeze Said BW
What the Evening Breeze Said BW

The tilt of the hip, the silhouette reflection, the chance to imagine thoughts and what's being seen, the peace of solitude in a public setting.

The remembrance of an evening with a balmy breeze.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013


One Chair BW
One Chair BW

A chair is still a chair, even when there's no one sitting there.....

Burt Bacharach.  Incredible talent.

Sunday, February 3, 2013

the neighborhood

                                                                            as the sun's light fades
                                                                              traffic picks up and
                                                                             we turn to the inside
                                                                                    day is gone.

Monday, January 28, 2013

sometimes it snows

winter is so filled with beauty
it shatters my heart
like an icicle that has lost its grip
and falls then to pieces           

Thursday, January 17, 2013

No Rest for the Weary

The Stolen Car has been sitting abandoned for some time.  Sometimes a thief needs to lay low, keep to the shadows.

Working at the Coffee Shop 127/365
Working at the Coffee Shop 127/365

Reflections, abstraction, shape, glass, and some poor woman pouring coffee at Dunkin Donuts, where there's always a line at the drive thru window, but rarely one inside.
That's why I go inside.