Majestic in their wildness, animals once lived a balanced existence as part of nature. Together we share the air that we breathe, and the earth on which we live.  We are all bound by the same laws of nature. 

 All inter species relationships, all unspoken communication, show how bound together we all are.

 Why is it that we are thrilled and honored encountering an animal in the wild, and deeply saddened when we see an animal that has been somehow restrained or threatened by humanity?

The lack of respect with which we often treat animals mirrors our alienation from our own interdependence with nature and the earth. We are all intricately intertwined together.

Each animal in this series is disconnected from it's natural habitat.  It has been restrained, captured or killed.

Each face has something to tell us if we look closely enough.

              Everything is disappearing.  I watch as people, places, thoughts, and dreams disappear from my life.  I am aging and soon I will disappear.

              As I walk through these quiet landscapes with my camera I wonder what is on the other side of disappearing. Where is the line between the seen and the unseen, appearance and reality? What is the thin space between the two? 

The images in this ongoing series serve as my visual inquiry into these mysteries, a way of grappling with the unknowable.

These are the first images of a new series of Polaroids I am working on.

I swam beyond the waves, my journal in my hand, watching the ink disappearing into the sea.  The words that I had written and all they held, floated silently away, or sank unheroically to the bottom.  My regret so deep, I almost drowned in it.

This group of photographs will be made into a small book. 

Crossing the Threshold, is part of a larger ongoing series, Second Self. This series comes from my interest in Jung's idea of the Shadow self and how it is reflected or experienced in Nature. It is looking at a place that is dark, fearful, and where your footing may be unstable, delving into layers of consciousness that may be frightening, but may also contain great beauty and potential. I am interested in what is visible, recognizable, what is not, and what lays between. Second Self is a term often used to reference our physical shadow.

 These Photographs are printed on two separate sheets of paper. The base layer is archival printing paper, with an overlaying layer on Japanese Kozo paper, adding to their sense of fragility and joining together two interpretations of what is seen.

Entering Grief I found there were no words, only the pounding rage of loss.

During the pandemic, through a series of unforeseen circumstances, I found myself living at Gracewood, a fifty three acre avocado ranch. Throughout this time of isolation, I have been wandering the land with my camera, hoping to capture the sense of refuge, timelessness, and magic of the place. These are some of the images.

We try so hard not to see it, but if we are brave,we allow ourselves to feel it, and life broadens.We carry it, and recognize it.

We turn away when it frightens us, but there it is..

the other half of the picture.

When I first visited Mexico I remember feeling that the air was still alive, a visceral  sensation of a life force surrounding me. Subsequently when I have returned to visit, it has been to experience once again what I find missing in my heart living in Southern California.

This series of photographs in no way attempts to define or describe the rich culture of Mexico.  It is, instead, a subjective look at what I encounter while being there.