SOLITARY TRAVELER PHOTOGRAPHY

(or: Putting The Year In My Rearview) Hawksbill Mountain, Linville Gorge When I took my first image of 2024, the shutter count on my...

(Or, looking back through my images over the past year to find needles in haystacks) When I wrote my "year end" blog a year ago, the...

(or, some guy driving all over the place to find and photograph historic old barns) (Above: a "See Rock City" barn just inside the...

(or, it's taken me seven months to write a new blog. Phooey.) The promise of a new year. Yes, it was only seven months ago that the slate...

I've been at this photography thing - at least on a paying level - since January 2011. And staying motivated during those fledgling,...

I wasn't going to let this spring go by like I had in recent years. So if that meant "driving 'til I drop," 5:30 wake-up times, and...

Some years are just better than others. That's an unavoidable, universal truism, of course - not only in my field, but life itself. It's...

Ahh, spring. After the stark, dark desolation of winter, those first spring blooms are like manna from heaven. If you haven't read my...

Okay, I'll admit - I should be checking in a bit more than annually, or even semi-annually... But here we are in September - when the...

Okay - as we all know, there wasn't a whole lot that could be considered "best" in 2020, but let's keep things positive here. For when it...

To order your copy of "Seasons," click on the pic below: Seven years is a long time, and a lot of seasons - especially when it comes to...

So it's been a minute. Okay, a looooooooooong minute, since your faithful reporter has checked in with a blog, updating my recent...

I went into 2018 with the thought of "different." I also went into 2018 with the thought of "Geez, Robert, don't break your other arm,"...

It doesn't seem possible that it has been five years since Mom's passing on December 2, 2013. But alas, that much time has passed since...

Autumn has not been very kind to these mountains the past few years. There were the horrific wildfires in 2016 that left much of my area...

So (until now, anyway) I skipped over what I did over the summer. That's because, in a lot of ways, this summer felt like a "lost...

So the first part of my spring found me trying hard to avoid repeating myself (See my prior blog "Looking For New"), tossing a spanner...

The never-ending winter (which seemed like a real life version of "Groundhog Day," with Yours Truly playing the role of Bill Murray)...

My intention for this past Saturday was to head up to Boone for the private reception for all the finalists in the Appalachian Mountain...

On a rainy Friday, just before Christmas, in a singular, freak moment that night - I slipped on wet concrete, my feet giving way from...