A tiny empty glass bottle, three decaying leaves, and three lake stones on a wooden table. This was photographed with a single speedlight flash camera left, fitted with a homemade diffuser to soften the harsh light. Processed in Lightroom and Photoshop. Nikon D700, 50mm lens, ISO 100, 1/200, f/4. Looking for art for your home…… Continue reading Leaf Bottle Rocks
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Empty Watercolor Paint Trays
“Make an empty space in any corner of your mind, and creativity will instantly fill it.” –Dee Hock A well-used and thoroughly enjoyed water color paint set on a white canvas background. Looking for art for your home or office or something to spice up your digital desktop? This image is available for printing and download. You can also check…… Continue reading Empty Watercolor Paint Trays
Paint Brush
A worn paint brush on a (mostly) white painted canvas. This image was inspired by the phrase “an expensive camera makes a great photograph just as much as a paintbrush makes a great painting.” I thought I’d use my expensive (to me) camera to photograph the brush in action. I’m still waiting for the masterpiece…… Continue reading Paint Brush
A Place to Sit 3
“Inspiration is highly overrated. If you sit around and wait for the clouds to part, it’s not liable to ever happen. More often than not, work is salvation.” –Chuck Close Looking for art for your home or office or something to spice up your digital desktop? This image is available for printing and download. You can also check out the…… Continue reading A Place to Sit 3
Another Vent in the Wall
With apologies to Pink Floyd, here is just another vent in the wall. Why do simple, minimal scenes like this fascinate me so? Perhaps I’ll never know. Day 303 of my 365 photo a day project. This is the south facing wall of the Sendik’s grocery store on Downer Avenue on Milwaukee’s East Side. …… Continue reading Another Vent in the Wall
Moonbeams on the Attic Window
“Such a deep silence surrounds me, that I think I hear moonbeams striking on the windows.” –Lucian Blaga A midnight moon shines its light through a dull pane, signing its name on the crumbling plaster walls of a long forgotten attic room. Of the days of joy and sorrow, love and loss, life and death, only a century of…… Continue reading Moonbeams on the Attic Window
The Parking Garage
The road twisted down into the open mouth of the parking garage. Slow. Slow. Slowly descending into the earth. We would be out of the searing sun and the heart of the day, no doubt. But what of the dangers that lurked below? There was only one way to find out. Down. down. Downward into the blackness. Day 299…… Continue reading The Parking Garage
Solitary
Always vigilant, a tiny solitary Seuss-like tree stands alone in a vast never-ending grey. Although isolated, it is not joyless. For it knows its purpose – to add form and shape to the eternal void. And so it abides. “The soul which has no fixed purpose in life is lost; to be everywhere, is to be nowhere.” …… Continue reading Solitary
Outside the Box
Thinking outside the box. That is something we hear quite often. But we are all conditioned to think the same, do things the way they have always been done, and do what is customary. And that certainly applies when it comes to learning and growing as a photographer. Whether you are a beginner or a…… Continue reading Outside the Box
No More Spark
This old Champion sticker rests in a window at Joe’s Super Service, an abandoned service station along state highway 60 in Rubicon, Wisconsin. By the look of the place, I venture a guess that there have been no plugs sold or vehicles serviced there in quite a long time. I shot this on a brief day trip…… Continue reading No More Spark
Forgotten Room
“It’s as if we live in a house which has a vast treasury in one of its rooms. Only we’ve forgotten about it. So, instead of living a life of royalty, we go about in poverty” –Maharishi Mahesh Yogi This chair sits near the window in the small dark empty room above the detached garage…… Continue reading Forgotten Room
Night Falls on the Lonely Robot
After a long, long day of searching the streets in vain, the lonely little robot finds a quiet spot on a hill above the din of the city where he can sit and rest. He is alone and sad and he wonders if he will ever find her again. And as night fall around him, from somewhere far…… Continue reading Night Falls on the Lonely Robot