Some photographers believe — as an article of faith — that they can’t take good photographs of a place while simply passing through; they must live there, for a while at least. As a young man, I scoffed at that idea; now I embrace it.
I’m not an adventurous photographer. I don’t go tramping through the woods to find an exotic wildflower, a light-dappled glen, or an expansive vista. Of course, I know it’s easy to take a philosophical stance to justify one’s own shortcomings, in my case, inertia.
The truth is that most of the photos on this blog were taken from my window, doorway, or in my yard, which bordered on Hardy Pond in Waltham, Massachusetts. I didn’t go far to take photos because I didn’t have to; they came to me.
On the technical side, I find most online galleries a bit mechanical and impersonal. I wanted to offer a friendlier setting, so I adopted a blog format. It took me a while to settle on a page design — it had to be simple — but I think I finally got it right, clean but readable.
My sister says I’m a nature photographer. Maybe. But I tell her that I simply took what was in front of me. If I lived in the city, it would almost certainly be urban goings-on. I resist being pigeon-holed, I guess, because I see photo opportunities everywhere. Now that I’ve left the pond, I’ll have a chance to explore many new challenges.
As you may have noticed, the links to my permanent galleries appear at the top of every page. I chose the photos in the galleries not only for their subject matter, but also what I judged to be their technical or artistic merit. Sometimes, though, one of these three criteria will be strong enough to elbow out the other two.
January 29, 2011
Rev. April 14, 2012
Rev. September 13, 2015