I Shoot People

I like all sorts of ladies. For models, that is. Some big, some small, some chunky, others quite trim.

I don’t get many volunteers as trim as this gal. She’s a runner and you can tell the minute she drops her clothes. But I have to say that as beautiful as she may be naked — it’s her eyes that always draw me in.

One Light, One Woman

I’m still looking for just the right model….. somehow the spine doesn’t do quite what I was hoping for, but that’s the joy of photography, working with what is, not just with your imagination.

Part of my series on the human form as dune.  We wander along the beach and fail to see the similarities between disparate things that share the same form.

But while working on this one for some reason I remembered the roadside signs found along the highway preceding steep hills.

Trucks Use Lower Gear

Guinness has used a Harp as it’s logo for quite some time.  But the illusion, the mental image of the harp conjures up all sorts of things in the mind of a guy who has downed a couple brews no matter who made it.

Many of my models are not ultra thin — my work is more about the beauty of individuality than it is about meeting some idealistic body image.  But there is something wonderful about a model who is particularly flexible.

From the distance one wonders what we’re looking at.  Are these well worn hoodoos from one of the Western states or are they merely rock on a mountain trail or stones on the beach?

She climbs the non-corporate ladder without a glass ceiling in sight.

Actually she’s an accomplished artist in her own right.

To stand in front of a camera an have time to just think.  No where to go.  Nothing to do.  A moment’s break in activity and a solitary glance.

War Memorial Center, Milwaukee WI

The War Memorial in Milwaukee Wisconsin was built when I was young.  It was the destination for many a summer day trip; those idyllic times in the 50′s, and 60′s when a young lad could wander around town without fear of kidnapping or disappearing.  I remember warm summer days, I remember running up and down on the stairs — and alongside the stairs where the architect had installed rainwater drainoff routes.  I remember standing on the deck and looking over the lake.

Now that the Calatrava addition to the Milwaukee Art Museum has been attached to the War Memorial Center it changes the dynamic of the old structure quite a bit.  I didn’t want that excessively altering my view of the building so a little careful image framing was necessary.