Thick, moody fog is relatively rare in south Puget Sound. So this eerie morning was a perfect time to capture some of the pilings left from bygone shipping enterprises -- and the birds and plants that now find refuge atop their rotting remains.
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.
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