A History of Staring at Ceilings

For my entire life reaching as far back as I can remember, which varies at times in range, from perhaps the age of three or four and up, and occasionally even earlier, to those times before the acquisition of language, before the capacity to name.

I have distinct and specific memories of lying on the couch, or a bed for one reason or another: perhaps having been told to take a nap, or as an adult choosing to take a break, perhaps feeling depressed or sick, and other times savoring the beauty, the simple beauty of light as it fell through the window, or from a light on the ceiling, as it met the corner of the room, and sometimes the window.

These moments have always and still do contain an entire universe of possible emotions, a sense of deep connection to all that is; this deep feeling of potential, and at the same time a deep anxiety at the possibility of missed potential, missed opportunity.

I realize I still have that same exact set of feelings now.

The feelings vary; sometimes anxiety, sometimes joy, sometimes anticipation, the full range of human emotions.

My work arises from a desire to understand the ongoing stream of felt experiences along the full emotional continuum. This occurs via direct experiential processing, an ongoing , intuitive development of a visual photographic vocabulary.

This lexicon seeks to make visible the invisible: what do we see and how does it impact us and how are we in relationship to it?

It confronts the fundamental reality of suffering; our confusions about connection and disconnection.

My work seeks meet our experiences of suffering with an authentic wrestling with the right kind of problems; that is, those which ask questions, the asking of which and the attempts at answering have deep and consequential meaning that continue to generate profound meaning in our lives.

The work seeks to alleviate existential suffering by offering moments of contemplation of beauty and connection even in some of the most unusual places.

It’s seeks to help us turn and face our fears rather than run from them. The images arrive from a desire to find places of connection rather than being caught and confused by apparent separations encountered in every day reality.

Photography of Invisible Things

My work arises from a desire to understand the ongoing stream of felt experiences along the full emotional continuum. This occurs via direct experiential processing, an ongoing , intuitive development of a visual photographic vocabulary.

This lexicon seeks to make visible the invisible: what do we see and how does it impact us and how are we in relationship to it?

It confronts the fundamental reality of suffering; our confusions about connection and disconnection.

My work seeks meet our experiences of suffering with an authentic wrestling with the right kind of problems; that is, those which ask questions, the asking of which and the attempts at answering have deep and consequential meaning that continue to generate profound meaning in our lives.

The work seeks to alleviate existential suffering by offering moments of contemplation of beauty and connection even in some of the most unusual places.

It’s seeks to help us turn and face our fears rather than run from them. The images arrive from a desire to find places of connection rather than being caught and confused by apparent separations encountered in every day reality.

Relationship to and Experience of Urban Landscape

The Invention of Passing Time

The Invention of Passing Time
We can’t always escape to somewhere, step away physically from the noise and confusion and suffering, our own and that of those around us. 


BUT – we can always shift how are in relation to whatever is happening. 


We need not suffer in feeling disconnection. We are stardust, part of the beautiful oneness of all things. 


We are our self and also part of the vast everything. We are truly in this together.


We can pause to notice the beauty of the light on the wall. The softness of a line of shadow. The wonder of the fresh and fading flowers on a single stem.


The miracle of our own breath and the sun at such a precise distance from earth that creates and supports the conditions for life. Mine, yours, all beings. 


I invite you into this space of pausing, of awareness. Let’s be in it together shall we? Lay down our arguments large and small. Let’s imagine all those matters as possibly petty in an ultimate sense. We can always pick them up again later. 


Maybe we won’t feel so inclined to. Maybe we extend our awareness to the idea of love. 


Love for self. For others we love, we like, we fell neutral about, those who’ve harmed us. To all beings seeking happiness as we do. 


Breathing together. May be happy, strong, peaceful and live with greater ease. 


One breath is all it takes to start. 


Please share if you feel so moved.

Thank you.

Ordinary Objects We Don’t Need 

Ordinary Objects We Don’t Need 

I know we’re used to these items. But really – do we NEED them? What the carbon footprint of all those toilet paper roll holders? WTF are they made from? And what’s the impact on the environment of all of them? 


And I know many people might say, what is she in about? But it’s precisely these little unconscious things that slip invisibly through our lives that all add up. Much the way someone struggling to make a budget might complain they have no money and not realize they’re blowing $100 on coffee to go because each work day they buy a $5 coffee beverage on the way to work.