proudly wearing my 1924us skelly pin.

some mornings are a dream.

some things exist only in the imagination; until they don't.

"The simplicity of the world, everything viewed through the narrowest of apertures." #SundaySentence is Keith Rosson's Coffin Moon.

sometimes...chaos.

dark and lovely.

emerging.

let the fog engulf you.

#BookMail! The arrival of my first spooky read for the best season. A photograph to match this gorgeous book. #CoffinMoon

I'm grateful for the gardener in my life. From the eye catching blooms to the roselle hibiscus apple compote.

"I wanted to face what's called reality with my eyes open." #SundaySentence Beasts, Joyce Carol Oates

our first read of the school year.

night is a different language.

a silence that speaks.

the door opens for you.

Photographs economize the truth; they are always moments more or less illusorily abducted from time's continuum. #SundaySentence Sally Mann, Hold Still

the storm.

I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. ~Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar #SundaySentence

Searchers after horror haunt strange, far places. ~H.P. Lovecraft

time travel.

there are places one never forgets. Independence Pass, Continental Divide.

Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another’s skin, another’s voice, another’s soul. ~Joyce Carol Oates #sundaysentence

my new vintage Pentax film camera.

transcendence.

Bayberry Hill dusk.

I have a book cover! Cover image is by Wolfgang Suschitzky of a woman jumping a puddle on Charing Cross Rd in 1937. Cover b/w and silver. Details of book now on @uchicagopress.bsky.social at press.uchicago.edu/ucp/books/bo...

gothic revival.

the dark side of lily.

In wisdom gathered over time I have found that every experience is a form of exploration. ~Ansel Adams

a story to tell...

four years ago in Neuchatel, Switzerland, our wonderful panel of jurors for the annual film festival; our panel saw /judged "fantastic" films sometimes as many as four times a day. bliss.

My #sundaysentence is from a docu I just finished, Joyce Carol Oates: A Body in the Service of Mind. "If you want to meet me, you will find me in my books." My collection so far.

forward movement of time.

the energy of new mexico always lifts my spirit.

no small wonder should be ignored.

looking back through time; what would we have done differently.

"We have a hunger for dreams and art fulfills that hunger."

All serious photography is a kind of “self-portraiture.” ~Joyce Carol Oates

the inhale of mountain air, the aspen dream, remain with me.

she's the night beat. 📷 taken in new castle, colorado.

the historic fox theatre; my current read. there are no coincidences here. 📷 taken on the road, walsenburg, colorado.

a thread of truth. 📷 highway 69, colorado, 2025.

The lens, to me, is a tool that creates a visual; but more than that, it captures and sustains emotion.

The spirit of travel.