If These Trees Could Talk

Location, location, location. Have I mentioned that I dislike crowds? Here I stand in one of the more green sections of Concord, searching for a moment of serenity. Throngs of people disembark tour buses to view North Bridge in Concord, MA. A park ranger patrols the grounds. Dressed in American Revolutionary clothing, a fellow smiles for pictures. I pick up a piece of trash dropped by some careless stranger. Grab my photo gear and make a hasty exit.

Eschatological Questions: Hang Ten

Inspiration nudging at the soul for more than just a day at the beach. Therapy session with a beach chair and a few hours of surf and sun. At oneness with Mother Nature. Eschatological questions out number the amount sun screen and a few random snacks. Quiet the voices. Tune out the distractions. Hang ten all ye non surfers.

The Face of Courage

Ocean Point, ME

Allons Enfants de la Patrie....

Le 14 Juillet or Bastille Day has come and gone. Armed with my favorite bottle of pastis and a set of petanque balls I am ready to now celebrate this French holiday. Ennui has set in. I can not find anyone who will round up a little bourgeois wanna be francophile energy to care. Tossing some metal balls around my door yard is not sounding hopeful. Perhaps ears are shot from three weeks of vuvuzela or eyes are blurred from weeping over Lance in the TdF. In any case, I shall sing La Marseillaise , while strategizing my next toss.

It's a Wrap....

Shooting on location is a wonderful experience. Last night I photographed an interior room in the Harry Parker Boathouse. I could not wait to wrap it up, as I wanted to get outside before it got dark so that I could snap a few exposures of the building. Two things I love more than coffee, biking and rocks....is a building made out of wood. The color is creamy and dreamy. I took a lot of artistic license to accentuate the colors in this shot. Surrounded by so much concrete and rush this building celebrates a moment of reflection and calm. Inspiration.

July 4 2010