Saturday, September 1, 2012

This side of an inconvenient truth

On some positions cowardice asks the question, is it safe? Expediency asks the question, is it politic? Vanity asks the question, is it popular? But conscience asks the question, is it right? And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular but he must take it because conscience tells him it is right.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Theo's Wisdom...

There is a delight in the hardy life of the open.

There are no words that can tell the hidden spirit of the wilderness, that can reveal its mystery, its melancholy and its charm.

The nation behaves well if it treats the natural resources as assets which it must turn over to the next generation increased; and not impaired in value.

~Theodore Roosevelt

Saturday, July 14, 2012


I love photography.  When I say love, I mean LLLOOOVVVEEE.  Pneumonia, out photographing, my Wedding Day, offering to be the photographer, lightening storm, inside working on my digitals (I am not stupid) chasing the edges of light (I really am that stupid).  While my friends were cruising muscle cars with Journey or the like in the deck, I was listening to Art Wolfe on cassette steering towards Mt. Rainier .  I love photography so much my wife refers to my camera as my mistress.

It has been my passion for over two decades; Nature, for – well we need not divulge how old I am – suffice it to say longer than photography.  The two combined rather early on to privately became a treasured collection.  They were trial and error, nonetheless humble treasures to me.  Each catalogued with a memory.

Earlier this year I pulled some of my negatives.  Scan, pause, reminisce; repeat.  As I passed from one to the next I wondered how many I could recapture and refine and then sadly asked myself how many no longer exist?  Is the wolf in slide #### still hunting or is her pup raising pups?  For over two decades have I been privately neglecting?

In a single moment I think I challenged myself.  Why would I not use my passion to help ensure the places and things of my memories where guarantees for others experience in the future?  How would I help Nature be a library of living and moving memories rather than stills; cataloged, archived and preserved? How would I convince others to join me in preserving the living as delicately as we preserve the stills?

I think I felt frozen, overwhelmed by the idea that my efforts would not matter unless I inspired hundreds to embrace a change. Then I paused, would it matter if my humble treasures inspired a hundred or one?  Not so much…because at least I am trying. 

By the way, my wife and I have worked out a deal…while the mistress can not sleep in bed with us, she will continue to sleep under the same roof! 

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Shadow Lake Bog


    Some people feel the rainOthers just get wet.”  
                                                                                           Bob Marley

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Dancing Light

I visited Elliot Bay, this morning, in hopes to find colorful objects to create abstract patterns in the water.  Here are a few of the images from my shoot.