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prints
I’m offering up a selection of my photos on Fine Art America. The details are here on the prints page.
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old water tank

chiriaco summit, california | 3.28.26 I’ve been having a ball doing these color snapshots of the everyday world around me lately. They remind me of the drugstore prints I used to get as a kid, date stamp and all.
When I want to get into the heart and guts of the desert, when I want to do the hard-edged, stick in the eye shots of what it’s like out here in the desert sun I’ll do contrasty grainy black and white. That’s what the desert feels like. That’s the spirit of it. Right now though I’m having a lot of fun with these quieter color snapshots. Right now it feeds my soul.
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desert iguana

3.20.26 I have no desire to be a wildlife photographer, but it can be fun to take an occasional snapshot of some of my wild neighbors.
It can be a challenge to do it with a phone – not impossible, but not easy. It depends on the situation and the subject.
This desert iguana proved to be pretty cooperative. He (or she) has taken up residence about ten feet from my door. Welcome to the neighborhood my friend…
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deadwood and morning sun
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beavertail
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fallen ocotillo and lupine

joshua tree np wilderness | 3.4.26 Now that I’ve discovered how to get color that looks real to me I’m having so much fun with it that I haven’t been doing much b/w. It reminds me of years ago, a long time gone, when I’d talk my dad into buying me a roll of 127 Kodacolor for my Brownie Starflex instead of Verichrome Pan b/w, and just go out and shoot it up without any thought about whether it was any good or not. It was just fun. Snapshooting at it’s best.
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tracks in the wilderness
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young saguaro
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sunrise in the park
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more thoughts on color

colorado desert, california | 2.10.26 I’ve struggled with color for several years now. I can be pretty slow on the uptake – try as I might I haven’t been able to get the same gut punch with color as I can with b/w, and I’ve quickly abandoned it.
It finally occurred to me that I won’t get the same punch with it and it’s an exercise in frustration to try. Color speaks in a different voice. It has a voice of it’s own, and if I let it be what it is, and let it speak in it’s own voice, I can get along with it just fine. It can even be pretty good.
Of course it helps to figure out how to tame it…
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lone rock





