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600 RTFM* (Read That Fine Manual) !!!1!!

This was among the first photographs I made with a new digital camera. The two hundred page manual only had about twenty pages of (what I considered) useful functions, so those pages were all I learned. This is what I wanted to learn and felt confident in the use of... Continue reading

Posted 5 days ago at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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599 An Afternoon in the Kitchen

I loved sitting in the kitchen on a stormy day. Nana would sit in her rocking chair and I would sit in the other chair and watch her crochet and listen to her stories from the old days. The big stove made it nice and toasty warm and the smells... Continue reading

Posted Sep 8, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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We were eating lunch in Escalante, Utah when some other tourists sat down at a table next to us. They were first time visitors to the United States. In the course of some friendly conversation the man said, “I now understand why Americans are so religious. Looking out on the... Continue reading

Posted Sep 1, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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597 Going Up the Stairs

Momma said I had to go to school so I could learn to read, write and cipher. I wasn’t very big and the school was on top of a hill. You could see the whole town from there, not that there was much of a town there. But first, I... Continue reading

Posted Aug 25, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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596 Aunt Fanny’s Last Night

Aunt Fanny always read from her prayer book. She needed her glasses to read and the two were always very close together. On her last night she finished her prayers, put her glasses in her case, but didn’t have the strength to close the case. She went to Jesus that... Continue reading

Posted Aug 18, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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595 When Dreams Become Real

I knew these airplanes. I knew them from books I owned and from the Revell models I made of these warbirds. I remember the heady aroma of the Testor’s Liquid Cement we used to assemble the plastic models. No longer 1/40 scale, they were right in front of me; the... Continue reading

Posted Aug 11, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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594 A Little Bit of Graffiti

James Henry Harris. Your little sister said that you picked up that paint brush down at the mill and you painted your name on the wall. What in heavens name possessed you to be so vain as to think that people would want to see your name? I sent you... Continue reading

Posted Aug 4, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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593 Grainger Pipe Cheer

Grandpa loved to smoke his pipe at the end of the day. He’d sit by the stove, take out his tobacco pouch and go through the ritual of cleaning the bowl, the stem and then packing tobacco just right so the tobacco would burn evenly. After, if I was good,... Continue reading

Posted Jul 28, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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592 Another George Washington Tree Story

This story is not about a cherry tree, but this enormous Live Oak. In 1791 George Washington was staying at the Hampton Plantation in South Carolina when Mister Rutledge said he was going to cut down the tree to clear up space to exercise his horses. The President told the... Continue reading

Posted Jul 21, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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591 How to Retire

I was the youngest guy at the company cafeteria lunch table. Al said when he retired he was going to buy a house down south with a couple of rocking chairs on the porch. On the first day of retirement he said he was going to go outside and sit... Continue reading

Posted Jul 14, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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590 Jump Off Joes

This peaceful, clear, deep pool temporarily interrupts the chaos of water rushing and tumbling down the bottom of a steep canyon. It is a haven where I sit silently and world around me disappears. I can hear the sound of water rushing and tumbling over rocks on either side of... Continue reading

Posted Jul 7, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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589 He Used to Work Here

Oh, gosh, it’s been about ten years, hasn’t it honey? This one happened quick, too. One day, they came in said the mill was closing. At quitting time we left everything right where it was, locked the door and walked away. After a few years the vandals ripped out what... Continue reading

Posted Jun 30, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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588 Thinking About the Future

We moved into our house thirty two years ago when the trees in our backyard were much smaller. In the ensuing years, they have grown bigger and are too close to the house. We had to take them out. I wonder if I will be here in another thirty two... Continue reading

Posted Jun 23, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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587 My First Day

It was my first day on my first job. Mister Waddell explained my new responsibilities and what I was supposed to do. He said the first thing I had to learn about were brooms. There they were; straight straw brooms, angle brooms and push brooms. Then there is the hand... Continue reading

Posted Jun 16, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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586 A Terrible Beauty

The map said there was supposed to be a lake here with water. Now what are we going to do? We’ve been short on water for a week and the barrel’s almost empty. What are we going to do? Continue reading

Posted Jun 9, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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585 The Things He Left Behind

We hang on to these objects of memory, our most precious thoughts and memories longer than anything else. We give away, sell, bequeath and ultimately dispose of all but the most necessary, essential most prized of our possessions. After we’re gone this is all that remains. And our heirs look... Continue reading

Posted Jun 2, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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584 The Dream of a Memory

The memory is so clear I can still see it and feel it like it happened yesterday. Turning tight and steeply banked I was pushed down and back into my seat and I could see the freighter through the top of the canopy. The plane shook as we opened fire.... Continue reading

Posted May 26, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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583 When I Grow Up

When I was very young, it was a special treat to go to the General Store. Right there on the shelf was a toy tractor. We didn’t have much and Daddy couldn’t buy it for me, but right then and there I decided that someday I would own myself a... Continue reading

Posted May 19, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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582 Getting Lost on the Creative Journey

One early autumn morning some birds flew over the surface of Lake Abert, in Oregon. I was in the right spot, with the right lens and I clicked off a couple of shots as the birds flew by. I’m going to claim the image as my own and show it... Continue reading

Posted May 12, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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581 On Selecting the Best

A seemingly long time ago, (or more recently, depending on how you view the passage of time these days) I had the temerity to assemble a photographic project entitled Fifty, a collection of my fifty best photographs – up until that point in my life. The motivation was the celebration... Continue reading

Posted May 5, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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580 The Questions Worth Answering

A while back I attended a contemporary art exhibit. The memorable aspect of the exhibit was an explanatory sign on the wall of the exhibit. The sign informed us artwork explored, “the political relationships among gender, culture, religion, labor and social codes.” I was wondering what ever happened to art... Continue reading

Posted Apr 28, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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579 Empty or Abandoned?

I enjoy photographing old buildings and other objects that have passed their prime. While photographing the renovation of the Cary Elementary School it occurred to me the school was worn out and run down because generations of students had used it. The school building fulfilled its original purpose and was... Continue reading

Posted Apr 21, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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578 The Key to the Subject

Last week I talked about my Project Triangle and the characteristics of creating new projects. I have two little stories on that topic. My friend, Brooks Jensen (of LensWork fame) is obsessive about keywording his Lightroom database. He claims he has enough images keyworded to create projects for the rest... Continue reading

Posted Apr 14, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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577 The Project Triangle

My projects have three characteristics; Time, Place and Theme. Most of my projects have fixed all three characteristics because I went someplace at a specific time and photographed a single subject. If we let at least one of those characteristics vary we can add some variety to what might become... Continue reading

Posted Apr 7, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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576 Ya Just Never Know

Some projects just never quit and sometimes it is a struggle just to keep up with them. My Academy Street project just keeps chugging along. The hero image for the Change of Pace folio is the Pasmore House at 307 Academy Street. It was distinguished by two huge oak trees... Continue reading

Posted Mar 31, 2019 at Postcards from the Creative Journey

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