Category Archives: Black and White

Fort Smith, Arkansas

Across the street from the hotel where bridesmaids comb and curl their locks, a bride giggles about the color of butterflies and rose petals, the courthouse absorbs the morning sun rays.  This is not the old historic building.  There was very little time to tour around town but I did take this very first image with the new Nikon D7000 the morning before the wedding. 



Posted by on September 8, 2011 in Arkansas, Black and White


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Under The Sun

The white wedding gown is a challenge to photograph in the bright sunshine.  Sometimes you just have to accept what you get.  A most beautiful day Saturday was but a bit warm.  When you look back on it all, it didn’t matter.  The event was perfect in every way.  That’s all that matters.  May their marriage be filled with God’s bright sunshine. 

“The spirit, the will to win, and the will to excel are the things that endure. These qualities are so much more important than the events that occur.” Vince Lombardi


Posted by on September 5, 2011 in Black and White, Photography


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Picher, OK — 2011

Bulldozing started in February. Most of the weathered vacant homes are gone.  Lots lay empty with nothing more than cracked cement driveways, beat up mailboxes, and some weeds swaying along the road.  Tractors can be heard chugging along in the distance on lonely streets.  The chat piles remain. 

This town’s story won’t be rewritten here.  These are some links you may connect to for a brief story of Picher.  PBS                   LA Times
Last summer I found this ghost town while driving toward Baxter Springs and Galena, Kansas.  It was an odd feeling driving on the main street through town.  Rather surreal.  Perhaps it was the ticking of time that kept me from stopping to learn more of this unforgotten place that some refuse to leave. 

The phamacy remains.  In fact, the pharmacy opens at 11.  I know this because I drove around the block at 10:50 a.m. and observed 4 or 5 cars sitting on the north parking lot occupied by locals.  I came around one more time and it was just a few minutes before the hour and several were getting out of their cars and walking toward the door where the “Closed” sign had been flipped around.  

The Mining museum remains.  Perhaps it always will. 

The ball park is nothing more than a field of overgrown trees and weeds, fence posts leaning and the old scoreboard full of memories hidden by nature’s constant change. 

I did not return in time to explore the area.  This is all that I recorded that warm morning of July 26, 2011.  A track hoe turned onto West A Street while I watched a paper cup bounce along the pavement by the wind. 


Posted by on August 4, 2011 in Black and White, Oklahoma, Photography


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A Few Miles North Of Town

 Integrity can be difficult to maintain in a world that demands you change with the wind.

~Byron Pulsifer


Posted by on July 14, 2011 in Black and White, home, Photography


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Take A Chance

From the blog: Project 52.

Make some art, maybe a photograph or a painting or a drawing. Put the art in a nice frame, one that isn’t brand new. Then, hang your framed art in a place you aren’t suppose to, but where people will assume it is supposed to be, like the lobby of your apartment building, in the hallway at your office, on the smallest wall in a motel room, in the quiet corner of a library, outside the downstair’s restroom at a restaurant or bar, the back room of a club, in the bathroom of a museum.

I am going to do this.  I will photograph what and where I leave it and post here. 


Posted by on July 7, 2011 in Black and White, Photo A Day


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