I was walking up Fifth Ave heading to a student film festival at the Paris Theater when a string quartet of young musicians caught my eye. My Leica M3 was loaded with a roll of ...
No pretence of art. No photographs of high definition, and certainly not the type of photos to put into your portfolio. No great artistic feelings here, and no “nobody understan...
The day was beautiful and the meadow I was standing in was quiet except for the birds in nearby trees. Without the signs placed around the meadow, you would never guess that I ...
I have long been interested in trying a camera with larger negatives, but because the Fuji GW690 is rather expensive for something that might turn out to be of no more than nove...
I do not visit the downtown very often these days, no reason. The weather here was and still is total crap for the last few months; the grey of the city bears down heavy on my m...
The lighting was just right on this Sunday afternoon in January so I decided to take a photo walk through a nearby golf course. In January, in southern Ontario Canada, the sun i...
I first came across infrared photography as a teenager in a photography magazine. Digital cameras and Photoshop were still a long way off and anything experimental and unusual w...
I’ve visited the Lakes District in northern England on two occasions. Twenty years ago I completed about half of the 190 mile Coast to Coast Trail which runs across north...