Reflections

Inside and Outside

in Maine

Sometimes

I need to take a break from

words.

If I tried to describe this photo

I would ruin it.

xx

Order Amid the Chaos

You wouldn't know

that on the perimeter

of this calm scene

are towers of 

boxes

boxes

boxes

boxes

Boxes

I tell ya:

millions of boxes.

xx

Reflections on Reflections

Is the person in the mirror you or a reflection of you? Is the character in the book a reflection of the author? And which is more 'real': the person/character or the reflection?

Well. I've been thinking about reflections lately.

Maybe those musings will be reflected in the upcoming book (in 2012.)

You are real . . .aren't you?

Reflections

Winter's late afternoon light streams in all the windows and makes the rooms glow.  I'm always trying to capture that light.  After I'm long gone, someone will come across dozens of photos of light-on-walls and perhaps wonder why on earth I'd take all those 'empty' shots.  Empty? Maybe I'll be the shadow in the room.