After a long pause in making photographs, I've begun taking my digital camera along with me, shooting what appears, or at least opens my eye for a moment of recognition. I've discovered (again) that practice is more important than plan. The more I shoot, the easier it becomes.
At Saint's Cafe in State College, Pennsylvania. Looking across the room at the familiar strangers.
On a walk, catching myself in the glass of an office building -- evidence that I'm still here.
Chuck and Dennis, State College characters, interrupted by the camera.
Tracks in the snow at the Stan Yoder Preserve in Boalsburg, Pennsylvania.
The Lily Hammer -- impervious to snow and cold. I wish I could say the same myself.
Tennis balls in a bucket -- frozen and out of commission for two ball-obsessed dogs.
A moment too late leaves the police car in the wrong place in the frame...
A planting of trees that I revisit often -- still looking for the photograph that will allow me to move on.
Cold morning dog walk with the essentials -- a Chuck-it for throwing and heavy boots for my tender feet.
The Lily Hammer with her most prized possession.
Zen garden on our porch.
Chuck Fong wandering down Calder Alley on New Year's Day.
