Getting up close to the everyday and mundane things in our world changes how we see them.

As I’m writing this Saturday morning, I’m having a digital conversation with a friend who’s considering packing up his studio and calling it quits. The interest and motivation isn’t there anymore and, quite honestly, I can now see that perspective more clearly than I could even a few months ago. It’s not that I’m ready to hang things up just yet, but my range of interest has definitely changed and I’m more skeptical now of the value of anything new, whether there’s going to be any market for creative photography once everything shakes out and it’s genuinely safe to resume operations. I don’t necessarily need to put up with bad attitudes or dour moods for shots whose ability to deliver some kind of spark is minimal.

At the same time, for me at least, I think it is important to still do something creative even if no one else likes it. That’s exactly what I have for you this week. I went wandering around my yard, looking closely at things I would normally ignore, thinking of the texture of things around us. Some things translated better than others. There are several shots you won’t see here. Those that we did process I decided to keep in black-and-white to emphasize the light/dark contrasts. Are they as emotionally exciting as a gallery of nudes? For most people, probably not. For me, though, this is the space I’m occupying at the moment and I think it’s wonderful.

I hope you enjoy them as well. Click on the title or the image to see more detail. All images are for sale.