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Theatre de la Mode

Theatre de la Mode

Way out in the Columbia River Gorge near the bluffs on the Washington side, lies a place called the Maryhill Museum. It’s in the middle of nowhere and was built by an interesting fellow named Sam Hill. It was originally meant to be a mansion where Sam and his wife, Mary could entertain his school friend, King Albert I of Belgium. The museum now houses an eclectic collection including works by August Rodin, furniture and icons from Queen Marie of…

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Smoke & (camera) Mirrors

Smoke & (camera) Mirrors

Soon after purchasing my Nikon D90 in 2010, I was keen to try my hand at some long exposures. I started playing around in the dark garage, using a tripod, flashlights and laser pointers. I then decided to try my hand at some incense smoke photos, without really having a clue what I was doing. I set up a flashlight on the floor below a stick of burning incense and started snapping away. I immediately had trouble trying to focus….

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Winter Rocks

Winter Rocks

It’s February 2nd – still enough winter left for me to enjoy its inward pull, which is what I crave right now. I feel grateful for the sanctuary of home and studio, especially given the state of our world. And that may sound like I go home and hide my head in the sand. The truth is that we all handle challenges in a very personal way. Sometimes it’s on the front line. My form of activism right now is…

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Summer

Summer

It’s raining today in “sunny” Sequim – pretty much a downhill slide into autumn. All things considered, the summer has been glorious for us: high temperatures mostly in the 70s and no smoke from wildfires.The Sunday soup is simmering as I consider a theme for this fading summer. And really, there is only one thing that I’ve been utterly devoted to… ROCKS! Until we moved here, I didn’t know how much I love rocks. I mean, I’ve always picked up…

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Painted Hills, Oregon

Painted Hills, Oregon

It’s been almost 10 years since Pam and I drove to the John Day Fossil Beds to see the Painted Hills in Eastern Oregon. There is a whole lot of nothing all around that area, so we ended up staying one night in the town of Mitchell. It’s a tiny, depressing sort of place, but it’s only 9 miles from the Painted Hills Unit. We stayed in an old hotel on one end of town. Across the street was a…

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