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Photography and writing. Don’t be scared.
Years ago, I found this really cool website called PHREAD. I believe PHREAD is dead – the original PHREAD anyway. It was a collection of photography and writing… writing worth reading. I loved the word mashup and wanted to rename the blog I had at the time to PHWRITE. I bought the domain name, designed cards and had them printed … some of you know this drill.
Although no one struggles with photography, or philosophy, or Philadelphia, Phwrite rendered people mute, elicited bad guesses.
“P-H- Write” everyone spelled out.
Even in the local Mexican restaurant. I showed the waiter and asked him how he read the title. “Pey, Achey …” he began after a moment of intense scrutiny.
“Okay, all right.” I took the cards off the table. But the name never left my mind. Nor, the beautiful (if only to me) wordplay. PHWRITE. Fright. When you have to start explaining ….
Anyway, that’s what you’ll find here. Photography and Writing. Phwrite … in the Projects.
Don’t be scared.
Trees. Me Alone. 01
Until there’s nothing left
Traveling east on Airport Road from Andrews to Marble there’s an old white abandoned clapboard home that sits on the edge of the road. A few hundred yards behind it is one of those old barns that people new to the south love to take pictures of. Like its neighbor,...
Atticus – 3 of 3
The 3rd of 3 beautiful boys that I've watched grow up in this family. This series was shot the same day as Isaac - 1 of 3. When Logan - 2 of 3 suddenly took ill, gmom was in need of someone to watch 1 and 3. While my friend kept the boys entertained with games and...
Ann Miller Woodford’s Black in Black on Black Exhibit
Well, this was kind of crazy I've known Ann since 2005 when I moved to far Western North Carolina. Sometime in 2006 I went to work for her at the non-profit she founded with twelve other enterprising women from the region: One Dozen Who Care, Inc. Ann and I find each...
Picking Digital Lint: Episode 003. Reprieve for Teddy
Teddy Bear almost didn't make it. I had thrown out over eight thousand images from the bloated archives. I was just beginning an aggressive slash and burn through the inventory. But second thoughts nagged me in the days that followed. Late night, I rummaged through...
Picking Digital Lint: Episode 001. Planting Eggs
A friend asked me if I knew what the eggplant symbolized. "No." I said. Some years ago, I was hanging out at a friend's house. She, her sister and I just sitting at the kitchen table talking about whatever. They heard movement upstairs, like someone got up and was...
Picking Digital Lint: Episode 002. Squashed
Another vegetable that I discriminated against as a kid. The sage leaf - I should have selected a different one. Perhaps I should have picked the stem of rosemary off the red pepper. Maybe I should have added some light to the bottome left. Whatever. It was...
What a Pear
The T3i with the 18-55 and 75-300 ... what a pair. When I cut a slice from the pear - oh man - the rustic skin, the pale flesh, the morning light ... I knew it was time to test out a camera that a friend wanted me to check for her. It was a Canon Rebel T3i. She had a...
Conversational Portrait: No Parlez
Some traits don't pass from parent to child. My mom was homecoming queen. A looker. A stunner. I. Not so much. Actually. Not at all. Ian's mama has personality. The trait slipped seamlessly to him. It was during this photo session that I noticed it with him. I hoped...
