Month: September 2026
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Beginner

I’ve been a photographer for more than thirty years, which sounds considerably more impressive if you don’t see some of the photographs from the beginning. Everybody starts somewhere. Apparently I started slightly out of focus.
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Nerd

I own tiny computers, amateur radio equipment, cameras and enough cables to last several lifetimes. Somewhere along the way I realized being a nerd isn’t really about technology. It’s about curiosity.
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Awkward

I’ve spent a significant portion of my life not knowing what to do with my arms. At six foot seven, there is a lot of me to organize. Somewhere along the way, though, I started realizing that awkward doesn’t always need fixing.
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Goofy

I have a personal connection to this word. Goofy is part of the persona I think I needed to develop to let people know that the behemoth standing before them, metaphorically, of course, wasn’t dangerous. Not necessarily the traditional Disney version of Goofy everyone knows. I probably felt a little more like Mr. Bean. Although,…
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Pause

I am not particularly good at doing nothing. Even when I’m sitting still, there’s a pretty good chance some part of my brain has wandered off and started a project without consulting the rest of me. A pause in a conversation before answering. Sitting in the car for another minute because you’re enjoying the company.…
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Wandering

A path from A to B, planned, scheduled and typically known. That’s the way I navigated through most of my life. I’m old enough to remember navigating before we had those handy little devices telling us exactly where to turn. Back then we had the foldable kind of navigation that you kept stuffed in the…
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Relief

Yesterday I felt like crap. Nothing particularly dramatic. My stomach wasn’t happy, my body was clearly fighting something, and I spent a good portion of the day wondering whether whatever had decided to take up residence inside me was planning on staying. Today I woke up feeling better. Not perfect. Just better. There is something…
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Expansion

At 6’7″, I have a complicated relationship with space. Airplane seats don’t have enough of it. Cars occasionally don’t have enough of it. Hotel beds definitely don’t have enough of it. I have spent a surprising amount of my life trying to fold myself into spaces apparently designed for significantly smaller humans. So maybe it’s…
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Reciprocal

I am terrible at letting people do things for me. Buy me dinner and there is a reasonably good chance I’m already mentally calculating when I can buy the next one. Help me with something and I’ll start looking for a way to return the favor before you’ve even finished helping. Give me something for…
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Homes

I grew up in Seattle. If someone asks me where I’m from, Seattle is still usually the answer. I know those streets. I remember places that aren’t there anymore. There are parts of that city that will probably always feel familiar to me. But I’ve lived in Eugene since 1996. At some point, without anyone…
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Delight

Yesterday I spent a lot of time thinking about whether I’m enough. Today, as I was on my way into work, I watched someone playing with their dog at a park and saw the dog lose its mind over that ball. I’m beginning to think that dog may have this whole happiness thing figured out…
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Enough

I don’t think I’ve ever taken a perfect photograph. I’ve taken some damn good ones. I’ve taken photographs I’m proud of. I’ve even taken photographs other people apparently thought were worth paying money for. But perfect? Nope. Give me enough time with one of my own images and I’ll find something wrong with it. The…







