I inhabit a space and an idea takes hold. A quest for unusual perspective; the abstraction of composition; the geometric forms half-hidden in nature; the elimination of visual distraction and clutter from the final image – These are the places that occupy a special spot in my imagination. Places that seem to mean more, or suggest more, or sometimes even symbolize more than another beautiful landscape. It is out of this intersection between the journey and a place that my personal reflections are born.
Sunday, June 17, 2018
Friday, May 4, 2018
"A lighthouse is such a potent image: practical, because lives depend on it,
and at the same time, utterly romantic, this lonely building on the cusp of
land and sea, sending out light into the darkness."
Lighthouses are symbols of strength, resilience and hope. Some see personal spirituality with the beacon giving guidance in their own personal quest for meaning in their lives. These differing perspectives of lighthouses all inspire an affinity for the special places created at the meeting point of water and earth. The timeless relationship and the interactive dynamics between sea, earth and sky, touching and caressing the lighthouse at every moment of the day, inspired me to create the images in this collection.
|Cape Cod, MA|
|West Quoddy, ME|
|Bass Harbor, MA|
|Peggy's Cove, NS|
|Cape May, NJ|
You have to visit the coast in the summer in order to experience the smell of fresh air. Near the ocean with each crashing wave, the fresh air is filled with scents that are at full peak in summer. In the woods, the fresh air is filled with pine scent and moss. Each is unique and has a calming influence over the senses.
I hear from people all the time about the lighthouses they love and why. It seems everybody has a lighthouse story.
And, likewise, every lighthouse has a story.
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Saturday, November 25, 2017
The memorial's appearance is starkly dramatic. A pair of black polished granite walls, devoid of everything but rows of names of the 58,196 American men and women who died in Vietnam. The walls meet to form a V, its arms embracing a piece of ground to create a boundary that separates the living from the dead.
"People make pilgrimages - which is what people do at the Vietnam Veterans Memorial - to be transformed intellectually and spiritually at a place of power, the kinds of things people do there are acts of commemoration - touching the names, leaving flowers, photos, flags. Those are the things people do in sacred places." Edward Linenthal, - professor of religion and American culture.
As you approach The Wall the mood of the place is sacred. Mourners cry. Visitors move slowly and speak in hushed tones. Objects placed at the memorial include bouquets, poems, photographs and metal bracelets engraved with the names of prisoners of war. To stand here and see all those names is humbling in it's realization of the amount of lives that were lost. So many names of so many Americans whose memory is immortalized in that marble wall.
They are the men who served in Vietnam – Never Forget.
Thursday, November 9, 2017
I’m still dreaming of the quaint, rustic fishing villages we visited from Lunenburg to Peggy’s Cove in Nova Scotia last month. It was so relaxing to sit on my balcony, gaze out over the small fleet of fishing boats and wander down to the wharf and watch the fishing boats head out in the early morning and return later in the day to unload catches of crab, lobster, scallops and many other types of seafood.
These quaint towns and sleepy fishing villages are wonderfully weather worn to a varying degree. Even spanning hundreds of years and despite hordes of visitors, each town retains its own individual character. To the north, Tantallon, French Village and Fox Pointe are more populated, especially in the summer, with plenty of locally owned restaurants, bars and shops. And then to the south, on Mahone Bay to Blue Rocks, a bevy of quaint, neatly isolated towns sit nestled right along the ocean. In Nova Scotia one road leads to them all.
Thanks for looking.
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Sunday, September 3, 2017
“Prayer does not change God, but it changes him who prays.” – Søren Kierkegaard
I’ve come to learn that prayer involves a discipline of practiced attentiveness, but it's more than the concentration of thought, the knitting of ones brows. Contemplative prayer slows our mind, calms our spirit, and centers our heart. Prayers are occasions for grace, opportunities to chose a different path. They make forgiveness possible. There may be moments throughout your day when you feel called to pray or meditate. The prayer space can become almost sacred as it offers peaceful respite from the rest of the day. That's what I come here for, a deeper practice of mindfulness and immediacy of presence.
The key element to all of this is a healthy dose of humility and an awareness that this all really IS a mystery . . . there are just some things that will never really be understood by our rational minds through words and explanations. But for now, this is just a little blog to share some of my thoughts. Please feel free to comment or ask questions.
Photographed with permission at the Pueblo de San Ildefonso