Mechanic’s Wrenches

Wrenches

You do not need exotic locations, expensive items, or provocative ideas to create art. You don’t have to be a painter, sculptor, or photographer to be an artist either. Subsequently, by their acts of creation; the mechanic, plumber, carpenter and electrician become creators and artists in their own right. Their everyday tools also become pieces of art themselves.

The beauty and interest of these tools lies in the details of the pieces themselves, each having their marks and abrasions telling their own individual stories. The pieces portrayed here are part of a collection from my brother; a retired electrician, my father, and my step father. Each piece is filled with personal memories both good and bad, the scars of being abused by children, and the marks left by heavy use including purposes they were never intended for. Each piece has a story to tell, often overlooked, but pieces of art in their own light. read more

Purple Onion

Purple Onion

Found this flower, a Purple Onion while Audrey and I took a walk with the dogs this morning in Schomberg.  Audrey of course plays a pivotal role by holding the leashes while I go  lumbering off to another photographic opportunity.

Been relatively busy the past few days.  Bought a new 3 gig hard drive to archive and sort all my images and what a job that has been.  On one hand it’s great to see digital images from 2006 and scanned images from beforehand, but on the other hand my “previous” file storage was horrendous. and I have to create a new system.  Any Ideas? read more

Blue Morning Glory

Blue Morning Glory

I would never have considered myself a flower photographer, in fact I still don’t; but I am enjoying my journeys into the nearby forest and to the local garden centers.  I’ve always considered myself as a studio photographer, setting my camera on a tripod, controlling the composition, and modifying the light falling on the subject.  Needless to say I find this change highly refreshing.

This image, along with other images soon to be published was taken at a nearby greenhouse, which allowed my presence on a busy morning. read more