IrwinFoto

A gallery of photos by Mike Irwin

Category: Portfolios

  • Arrival | Pacific Beach, WA | 2013 A beach creek always plots the easiest route to its ultimate destination, the sea. The creek adapts to the changing landscape and remains flowing, flexible and facile despite upheaval from the latest high tide. Its effort to define a course — make a lasting mark on the world…

  • Wedge of Wheat | Stratford, WA |2013 Even with the truck running, I could hear the wheat field’s whispered warning: Storm coming. First winds of a dark front, pushing in from Canada, caressed the wheat heads in a rolling wave. Stalk scraping against stalk sounded like one long continual “shush” — the crop itself telling…

  • Jetting from Seattle | Twisp, WA | 2013 Look up for evidence of a wondrous world. Clouds prove water can fly, on rivers of air, constantly changing to adapt to life in the sky. What appears solid isn’t; what appears vaporous weighs tons. Clouds born at sea float on

  • Waders | Soap Lake, WA | 2013 The high mineral content of Soap Lake’s healing waters attracts devotees from around the world. In particular, Ukrainians have embraced bathing in the buoyant basin. I was once walking the lake’s beach, when a Ukrainian kid with a bucket ran up and said, “I’ll mud you for five…

  • Sink | Moses Lake, WA | 2013 About every six weeks I travel to Moses Lake, Washington, to stroll through the city’s Japanese garden, enjoy an art exhibit or two, and stare shamelessly into this hammered metal sink. It’s located in a public men’s room, but that has never stopped me from appropriating its coppery…

  • Farm Boy | Ellensburg, WA | 2013 To my eye, he had all the markings of a rough-cut country teen: worn jeans, faded western shirt, scuffed work boots. But his hat didn’t fit the stereotype. It was narrow-brimmed, quite stylish, with a fresh red rose tucked in the band. He’d left his girl in the…

  • Balloon | East Wenatchee, WA | 2013 Give a fresh helium balloon its freedom and — zip! — that sucker’s airborne. But wait a day, after its skyward urge has waned, and it’ll hover at eye level with an expectant tilt to its big bald head. What now? it seems to ask. I once tracked…

  • Rolls | Wenatchee, WA | 2013 I wandered down the office hallway to find a cluster of galaxies spiraling across the break room table. Homemade sweet rolls, each one a whirl of flavor, a full pan baked with care by someone who … well, I never got their name, just their irresistible offering. Each bite…

  • Empty | Wenatchee, WA | 2013 The convention ends, the bustle wanes, and the tables are cleared of registration forms and brochures. I relish the contrast from before — the crowds, clamor and confusion — and delight in

  • Dog Toy | East Wenatchee, WA | 2013 Some animal behaviorists pooh-pooh the notion of emotions in canines. They claim “dog people” mistaken pack instincts — subservience to an alpha leader — as loyalty, devotion and even love. Pooch owners scoff, of course. They’ve repeatedly seen