My photo
I been a professional photographer since I worked for the US Government documenting Test and Evaluation of Research and Development projects for the US Army and US Navy in the later half of the 1980s. I came home to Maine to finish my Marketing Degree at USM and began to work full time in Market Research and Marketing for many years while documenting weddings and occasional photojournalist and commercial jobs on the weekends. In 2001 I again returned to photography as a full time trade and have never been a happier man. I love working with creative individuals, couples, small businesses and select Non-Profits and can’t imagine working in any other trade. In 1987 I was lucky enough to wed my high school sweetheart and we now live in a cozy little solar powered, recycled bungalow a mile deep in our woods in the Western Hills of Maine with our two brilliant home-schooled teenage daughters and our three cats.


Adventures with the Rollei

My good friend Kevin recently traded me his old Rolleiflex for one of my old Leicas. He came over this past week and we ranged the land (donating a goodly share of blood to the mosquitoes and acting as public transport for far too many ticks) in search for interesting subjects to photograph. He with his new 1949 Leica IIIc and I with my new 1954 Rolleiflex MX-EVS. (I had 100G Kodak Chrome film in my rig...Kevin was shooting Tri-X, I believe.)

A soft old stump down on the back acreage.

The remainder of this last winter's wood stacked up near our carriage shed (center) and the garage (left). We plan to re-roof, re-sheath and rebuild this 220 or so year old timber-framed garage into my new office someday in the next year or three.

Kevin photographing an abandoned egg we found on an old logging road in the woods.

1 comment:

Scott (rollie list) said...

Something humorous about this one, I suppose reflecting on my own photography and stye (or lack thereof). So often I see a shot which "captures" me while I have my camera in hand, which never amounts to much in the negative or (rarely bother to)print. This image seems to capture the essence of that type of moment, as you can't really see the intended subject so well camoflouged(sp), nor neccesarily need to...