Talking Pictures

I have studied and photographed Chesapeake Bay skipjacks for many years and they always provide wonderful subject matter. This image, taken with a Nikon D100, is the bowsprit of one of these workboats in the harbor at St. Michaels, Maryland. At first glance, this photo looks like a confused mess, but on closer inspection, everything is in its place. The sail is neatly stacked or...

Observant Eye
Touring Nepal in 1994 with a small group of women, I was in awe of the prayer flags flying everywhere--cities, villages, and even remote countryside. My favorite site was the Bodnath Stupa in Kathmandu, where streams of prayer flags caught my eye and where the "Buddha eyes" that adorn the temple followed my every move. I took...

The small art community of Harmony, California, population 18, consists of painters, potters, glass blowers, and various other artists. The last time I visited there the place seemed to have fallen on hard times. Some studios were shuttered, shops padlocked, chairs and tables in the coffee shop stacked for storage. It hurt to see one of my favorite places in decline.

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Retired in Hawaii, I cling to my native Oklahoma "roots," especially since most of my family still lives there and despite being away from the state for years, I've maintained my Oklahoma drawl.

As an Okie, I've had a lifelong fascination with cowboys; my uncle and cousin were rodeo cowboys, and my new home, Hawaii, has a little-known history...

In this wondrous area of the Coyotte Buttes, Utah, there is no clear distinction between smooth rock floors and soaring canyon walls. Although the geology of this remote area is truly unique, it seemed "other worldly" on this day due to threatening weather conditions. Our party of photographers almost cut the trek short a couple of times, faced with...

How many times a day do we walk past those things that usually do not draw our attention? Many times they are the ordinary, the simplistic, and the dime a dozen, that we let go unnoticed. Not so for the passionate photographer.

I am amazed how I can be so focused on those objects that everyone misses. Before I gained an interest in photography, I...

Her haunting gaze resonates in my memory like no other image I made while crossing the Tibetan Plateau. The young nomad girl appeared from nowhere, dressed in hardly more than rags against the cold Tibetan wind. She never said...