Diary

Last night, at the photowalk, someone asked me a question that used to be obvious...

Foois and kings. We can climb the highest mountains, Touch the clouds with calloused hands....

In the earliest days of my faith, when I was a young and zealous believer,...

It happened yesterday. I was out on my bike, cruising along with no particular place...

As many of you already know, I’ve had a camera in my hands since 1975....

St. Mary’s Church of the Assumption – Praha By the time I pulled into Praha...

St. John the Baptist – Ammannsville Our third stop: St. John the Baptist Catholic Church...

Interior, Low Light, Remarkable: Sts. Cyril & Methodius – Dubina On my recent day-long road...

A Field Report from an Atheist Photographer in the Heart of Catholic Texas I spent...

Why Overhead Food Photography Is So Visually Satisfying Ever since I’ve had a camera in...

I have a confession to make. One I didn’t see coming. One that, frankly, kind...

I’ve had a camera in my hands since 1975. That’s half a century, give or...