Category: Portfolios
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Fence | Rock Island, WA | 2008 Way up on the hill is a fence out of place. Not a cow or horse in sight. Deer can jump it easily. Trespassers who admire its sturdy lines can climb right over. Clearly, this fence is not so much a physical barrier as a mental boundary. Within…
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Diatoms | Quincy , WA | 2008 Fossilized remains of single-celled algae rise in heaps (in photo’s foreground) atop the basalt plain southwest of Quincy near the Columbia River. Each teensy skeleton dates to the late Miocene Period (about 5 million years ago), long enough to form huge mounds of silica now used in water…
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Leaf | East Wenatchee, WA | 2009 The simple complexity of nature can hold my attention for hours. Waves of wind-blown wheat, circles of lichen on boulders, the spread of veins in a leaf — all different, all somehow connected, all evidence of a grand design I can’t quite grasp.
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Car Carcass | Hunters, WA | 2009 “That’s an interesting old abandoned car,” I said to my brother. “Looks like a gangster car from the 1930s or ’40s.” A pause. Then my brother responded, “The cloud isn’t too shabby, either.” From that moment, I’ve taken few photos without first looking up, around, to the rear…
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Old Tree | Wenatchee Heights, WA | 2009 Strip an old tree of leaves, and you can trace its life. The paths it followed: growth spurts, droughts, fire blight, the ’68 freeze. All is revealed when naked, whether it’s wood or flesh.
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Emerald Island | Lake Wenatchee, WA | 2008 My visits to Lake Wenatchee are often marred by winds whipping up whitecaps. But one winter I high-stepped through deep snow to stand alone on a boat dock in utter stillness. Not a breeze, ripple or trembling leaf marred the calm. Until then, to my eyes, Emerald…
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Ag | Quincy, WA | 2008 Our region’s gazillion acres of agriculture — fruit, wheat, onions, potatoes, wine grapes — flourish from commercial nurseries that are those industries’ Source. Even in winter, the fecund farmland seems to celebrate its ability for abundance.
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White Mare | Twisp, WA | 2007 Stella glowed with morning light. She had turned her attention to the back field where deer or coyotes tiptoed. Ears forward, nostrils flaring, muscles tight with anticipation and — if I read her right — plain ol’ curiosity. Lucky horse. Not just sunrise, but a mystery, too.
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Bright Water | East Wenatchee, WA | 2008 Our south-facing kitchen glows some days with winter sun. Plates in the dish rack bounce light to the ceiling. The cutting board warms as it deepens in color. And the faucet stream seems alive with internal light — photons from a roiling star at play in my…
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Feeding Time | Twisp, WA | 2007 On winter days, the cows came home just before sunset, just before the rancher spread a line of silage near the barn. We’d stand on a nearby hill fascinated by bovine instincts — sense of smell and timing — to troop every night, like clockwork, towards dinner. We…
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