Ski lifts? Thick fog? Could this dark atmosphere really be what July looks like? It was, on a recent hike in the Cascade Mountains. The mystery of season seems enhanced by the lonely chairlift, creating an otherworldly season that's not winter, but not really summer either.
I've been taking photos since well before I constructed my first oatmeal-box pinhole camera back in grade school. And for some years I've done commercial real estate photography.
Now the digital era has found me engaged in a torrid affair with light and shadow, pattern and color and depth. When I walk with friends, I stop at odd times, seeing things that aren't visible to others. I have conversations with the ordinary and thereby discover the extraordinary.
I'm now framing and selling some of my images -- visit RedBubble or Cafepress, or contact me if you see an image you'd like to have for your very own.