Rivers of Bark

I’ve always been intrigued by the way bark on certain types of trees can look as though it’s flowing like a river.  It makes me think about the dimension of time and how relative it is.  The flowing of bark happens over the course of decades or centuries, but still indicates movement. Question of the More…

Perched on Top

It’s that in-between time of year in Vermont.  Winter’s gone, most of the snow has melted , but Spring hasn’t yet made an appearance.  The landscape is barren and bleak.  I visited King Farm in Woodstock today scouting for locations for a possible new exhibit there this summer at the 2019 SculptureFest.  I’m offering two photos More…

Patterns and Repetitions

I spent a quick 24 hours in Boston this weekend.  What I was most struck by on this trip was the concentration of repetition and patterns that seem to be integral to the urban environment in contrast to the randomness and diversity of a rural environment.  I haven’t put any thought to how this might More…

Red Chair Redux

After a long hiatus, the red chair has surfaced once again as the center piece of a dance performance.  This time I’m just the photographer not a performer, but I’m just so delighted to be bringing it back to life through dance and images. Click here if you’d like to see other blog posts featuring this More…