I’ve been meaning to do a photo walk through Ybor City for the better part of five years. I’ve looked at group events, thought about going on my own, and somehow just never made it happen. Last night, as I sat down trying to decide where this morning’s photo walk would take me, I decided…
I ventured out to Anna Maria Island this weekend. Knowing that parking can be difficult on the island, I decided to park at Bayfront Park and walk to Bean Point. This was an area I knew very little about, as it was my first visit to this section of the island. Little did I know…
Behind the Photograph Most people know Tampa from its busy streets, crowded waterfront, or the glow of downtown seen from across the bay. I wanted something quieter. Finding the right location took far longer than making the photograph itself. I had scouted several viewpoints around Tampa Bay before settling on a spot where the skyline…
Behind the Photograph I arrived at Circle B Bar Reserve just before sunrise, reaching Alligator Alley as the first light of day crested the horizon. The golden hour had just begun, bathing the trees in a warm glow that photographers dream about. I would like to tell you that I spotted the Barred Owl immediately….
Behind the Photograph Some photographs begin long before the camera ever comes out. My trip back to New England was part vacation and part responsibility. I had returned to help care for my aging parents, which meant every photography outing had to fit around family schedules, appointments, and the unpredictable rhythm that comes with visiting…
There are mornings when photography is about light. There are mornings when it is about patience. And then there are mornings that remind you, without the slightest warning, that you are not at the top of the food chain. Before sunrise I headed for Circle B Bar Reserve, one of Florida’s premier wildlife preserves. I…
Some photographs begin with a destination. Others begin with a feeling that pulls you out the door long before sunrise. This image became more than a landscape to me. It became a reminder that some of the strongest things in life are shaped quietly, patiently, over time. The first hint of daylight had only begun…