woodstock fog

Valley fog is more prevalent now, an early sign that the seasons are beginning to shift from summer towards fall. On some hillsides I see a subtle change in the green canopy, nothing dramatic, just a slight change in the overall hue. Dusk is creeping back towards dinner time. Less time for an evening walk or a late-day swim now.

I was down in Woodstock to get a few pickup shots for a client. A last-ditch effort to capture a summery landscape. The fog was thick and at first it felt frustrating... a waste of time to have gotten out of bed so early. For some reason, I just figured I'd take a drive and explore. Most days it all burns off by 9 or 10 A.M. It sounds exceedingly simple, but it was a revelation. Before having kids I used to love roaming the hills, finding dirt roads and just seeing where they spat me out. So, I did exactly that and chased the light for a couple of hours.

I checked back in a couple of times, and the fog was more settled into the valley bottom. It seemed like a bust, but as I was heading home it appeared to just vanish. I turned the car around and ended up getting the client work done too. As the days get shorter, I'm trying to hold onto that a little longer: get up, go look, and let the morning decide what it wants to give you.

Root to rise farm

winter to spring

Portraits with neighbors

I fell in love with photography all over again last week. Each spring there is a community picnic, and everyone contributes in some way... food, music, set-up and planning. It feels like a throw back and I enjoy getting to catch up with neighbors. When we first moved into the area, I offered to make portraits of everyone as a means of introduction. That was seven or eight years ago, and this year I decided to do it all again. It was chaotic and imperfect, a make shift studio in the basement of the community house - kind of a low ceiling, stray light everywhere and lots of distraction... but it was fun. It reminded me how much I enjoy the process of working with people in front of the camera. The collaboration to find the right expression and the thrill of knowing an image was made. Much of my time these days is spent with moving pictures, but the magic of photography will always have a place in my heart. Want to create portraits... drop me a line, I am here for it.

Farm Equipment auction

Every spring the field down the road from me slowly fills up with tractors and heavy equipment. Items are lined up for the Addison County Commission Sales annual machinery auction. Akin to seeing sap buckets, or tubing these days, it marks the changing of the season from winter to spring. This observational documentary explores the sights and sounds of this annual event.