So. Much. Color!

When the White Mountains aren’t so white. It’s pretty obvious that when the early European settlers who arrived in New Hampshire first laid eyes on what are now known as the White Mountains, it wasn’t during the fall. Had they arrived during late September or early October, they would probably have been named the Red,… Read More

Inspiration in the Darkness.

Inspiration Lost. For some time now I’ve been uninspired to write and photograph. I don’t know if it’s the pandemic, a lack of imagination, or even the possibility that I’ve become bored with all of the things I used to photograph? Even now, as the explosion of color that is Autumn takes over the mountains… Read More

Speaking of Black & White.

Seeing in black and white. For reasons I can’t explain, I’ve been on a black and white kick lately. The problem is that I don’t “see” in black and white, never. Rarely am I able to look at a scene and recognize its potential as a black and white image. Sometimes I get lucky and… Read More

Winter Shadows.

As has often been the case during this wonderful pandemic, I needed look no further than my own back yard for a little photographic inspiration. As I peered out into the backyard I noticed all of these wonderful shadows cast across the snow. Given the subject I figured monochrome was the way to go, and… Read More

I Don’t Do Lighthouses.

Really I don’t. Though these pictures may lead you to believe otherwise, lighthouses really don’t do much for me. Sure they’re pretty, they’re scenic, and they’re about as iconic New England as it gets, blah, blah, blah. Everything a lighthouse aficionado could possibly want. Still, even though there are several quite photogenic lighthouses within short… Read More

Pulled Pork Ruined My Sunset!

There’s not going to be much of a sunset anyway. Normally, in order to better plan and prepare for going out to photograph I pay very close attention to the weather forecast. Especially if it’s predicted that any type of storm or cloudy skies will be clearing out so as the tail end of the… Read More

“The Mountains Are Calling And I Must Go”

That John Muir was on to something. I love these mountains. A Lot. The White Mountains are the reason I stayed in New Hampshire after finishing my enlistment in the Air Force, and they’re a large part of the reason I photograph. The White Mountains are especially magical when they’re, well, white. Yes they are… Read More

Fort Foster ~ Part 2: The Rocks (and maybe a lighthouse).

So Many Rocks! Sandy beaches are for relaxing on a hot July day, and Maine has them if that’s your thing. But, if you’re a seascape photographer a nice sandy beach can seem rather boring. Ok, I lied, sandy beaches aren’t “rather boring,” as far as I’m concerned smooth sandy beaches are the equivalent of… Read More