SOLITARY TRAVELER PHOTOGRAPHY

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

The "Spring-in-Charleston-by-way-of-Winter-in-Saluda" trip was truly a successful, satisfying escape (see Part 1 for more) - with winter...

So I'm sitting here at my desktop tonight (which in reality is a Toshiba laptop with a broken screen, connected to an ancient White...

For the better part of the last few months, I was in a funk and I needed to find a way to break out of it. Heck, if it took gettin' down...

When I was a kid, I had my own little Saturday morning ritual. Starting around 1980, not long after my father passed, I'd make a bee line...

In recent weeks, the steady flow of images from Yours Truly began slowly diminishing to a near halt. And it was no fault of my sometimes...

When I last left off, your faithful reporter was firmly "in my element," living life "to the max," and "going epic." (How's that for...

I had great hopes for Sunday morning. The rain that had soothed me to sleep the night before (and believe me, there's nothing more...

Winter is always the toughest season for photography - at least for myself, anyway. If you've kept pace with my blogs, you already know...

I wish I could sit here and tell you that the majority of my work is the product of well-thought-out planning, superior knowledge and...

For the better part of the latter months of 2015 and even into the new year, it seemed as though the expected cold weather in the Smokies...