This is my catch-all page for those photos which are not people or places.
Things are the fun part of photography. Photography teaches you to see what other people ignore or overlook. This is not an easy skill to learn, but it needs to become a habit.
My wife, Kady, is much better at it than I am.
To train I choose projects like:
Grass Flowers - seeing and photographing the tiny blooms in the grass where we walk.
Alphabet - Looking for the letters of the alphabet on signs or in nature.
Unique Architectural Designs - Quoins, Corbels, Medallions . . .get in close.
Cars - Look for the cool, old cars on the street, in the parking lot, in the yards. Photograph new cars as well; they'll be old one day.
Often, I spot something, trip over something, or run into something that piques my interest. The unusual and unexpected shots are one reason why I love photography.
Bess: The Car that Saved American Muscle
Take photos of the things you love.
From the time I bought this Badass in 2005, I loved every moment I drove her. Sadly, her clutch, low stance, and Roush Suspension began to wear on my body.
During our seventeen years together, I probably took a thousand photos of her - Bess at the Beach, Bess on the Blue Ridge, Bess at Battlefields, Bess in Barracks, Bess on her Birthday, and Bess with Beautiful Girls.
I sold her this past Spring and I already miss her, but . . . I have my photographs of her.
"Time it was and what a time it was. It was a time of innocence, a time of confidences. Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph. Preserves your memory; they're all that's left you." ~ Paul Simon
The Old Truck
I learned a lesson this day - when walking somewhere new, take your camera. I ran across this old workhorse while walking a new path close to my neighborhood. All I had with me was my cellphone.
Luckily, the path and the truck were close enough to go back that afternoon. I've been back many times.
Cats have always been a big part of my life; my family had a lot of them when I was growing up. Kady, the Kids and I adopted two Turkish street cats while we were there and two more when we moved to Lexington. I miss them a lot, and I miss photographing them, but, No More! Bus was the lady of the house and a bit of a bitch. R/T was my dog and the Alpha Male. Fofo, was a Brick by body weight and brain power, but a nice guy. BK was the sweetest of them all and a great hunter.
Trees have recently become a subject for me. I think because I'm aging and I envy their longevity. I really love this old tree, photographed on a Clay Target range in Kentucky. Though struck by lightening, damaged by winds, and suffering from what looks like heart disease, it just won't give up. It looks as if it is flipping off the elements as it grows new limbs to fight another day.
The tree above is off of Highway 29 here in Charlottesville. I like to think that, in its life, it has seen everything from Model Ts to Teslas flying by. If it could talk, it would probably tell us to slow down and enjoy life because we're here for such a short while.
"old age should burn and rave at close of day." ~ Dylan Thomas
Manhattan Kansas 2021
I spent the Spring after shoulder surgery in Manhattan Kansas, puppy-sitting, doing physical therapy, and hiking in the Prairie.
At first glance, the Prairie looks like a never-ending sea of green and brown, but if you look deeper into the tall grass, you'll see small flecks of color. These little flowers (and Cooper) kept me from going bonkers that Spring.
"yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these." ~ attributed to Jesus, Matthew 6:29
Barbour Motorsports Museum in Birmingham is a THING! Go There. If you like racing and motorcycles, it's a must! When I was a kid, I always wanted a Lotus . . . to drive back and forth to school.
Likewise, if you ever have the chance, Moore Oil Company in Birmingham has an unbelievable collection of cars. I had Mr. Moore guided me through his collection. He asked me which one I wanted if I could choose. I chose the 1931 Packard. He told me, "Good Choice, but the Caddie is worth over a $Million."
Mr. Moore's '35 Packard Birmingham
and his '31 Packard
Cobra at Westfields Marriott
Stingray at Richmond Motor Trend Show
Bugs, Birds, and Buds
Great Blue Heron
American Painted Lady
Back Off, Camera Boy!
I put on my COVID Mask.
Steel-blue Cricket Hunter
When I retired, I told Kady that, if I started losing focus or otherwise began to show diminished mental capacity, she should get me some Lego. Almost immediately, Lego sets began arriving from Amazon. I got the coolest sets. I had the best time setting them up and, of course, photographing them.
Does your dog bite?
No, but he'll ram the hell out of you. ~ Bill Cosby
Hey, Bakker. Did you hear something?
A Small Invasion
Houston, this is War Room Base, the Eagle has landed.
The Little Things
When my mom died, my brother, our families, and I were, of course, left with the daunting but honored task of sifting through the things that she and Dad had left behind.
We mostly knew what we would do with the big stuff but it was the little things they had kept throughout the years that were hardest. These were things that had obviously meant enough that they kept them, but most I had never seen and for which I had no reference.
I assume we all do that . . . keep small, sentimental items with which we are unable to part, that remain after us with no explanation, only to be finally discarded after we're gone.
I decided to photograph some of mine, alongside some of theirs and wrote a story about them . . . A Future Reference.
Geiger Methodist, my grandparent's church
Canon AE-1 Program in Kodak Plus-X Pan 125
On rare occasions, Kady says, "There is a place I want to go see." This is my signal that we're going on a day-long photo trip. Her trips are the best and she finds some interesting things to see and photograph. Many times her target is an old church. I like thos too, so I thought it a good idea to include some of my old shots with some of those taken on her trips.
Bess at Dunker Church, Antietam Battlefield, 2009
As much as I love Charlottesville, I'll have to say that it is filled with a load of nincompoops. The only Southern monument remaining is the one on the left in the UVA Cemetery. Lee and Jackson had to go "because they were traitors who fought to perpetuate slavery," Lewis and Clark had to go "because Sacagawea is depicted as cowering and subservient, and the Confederate monument had to go "because it perpetuated the false Lost Cause Narrative."
Of course, none of this is true. Lewis, Clark, and Sacagawea are National Heros and the artist says "By making her look down I have tried to suggest that they were on a high prominence, and she was more interested in the immediate surroundings, and not aware of what was in the minds of the explorers." Lee, Jackson, and MOST Southern soldiers fought to protect their homes and families from an invading Army. Only in this day and age, when most Americans have never fought a war and know so little of their own history, would soldiers from the opposing side be denigrated so.
Robert E. Lee
The finest Soldier this country has ever produced.
T. J. Jackson
Gave his life in the defense of his home.
Lewis and Clark
With the help of Sacagawea, paved the way West.
Oh, but the idiots are not satisfied. There is a move afoot to remove Thomas Jefferson from in front of the College he founded. Why? Because some students say it makes them feel uncomfortable, "Like Massa is Looking Down on Me." If we continue to judge our history by today's wacko standards, by the whims of the faint at heart, how long before we remove all vestiges of our National Heroes? How long before they come for Washington, Jefferson, King, and Bear Bryant?
To me, this is a community decision. Community Citizens installed these monuments and they should be able to take them down or keep them, depending on their own Norms and Standards. Students, States, the Federal Government, outside agitators, and Students should have zero say.
Bottom Line: Take photos of our history, before it disappears.