It's dreary season in Portland ME.

More images from the workplace. The first is an image of the reading room, the place where people dig through the stacks and find bits of their past. The second is of collections in waiting for their place among the shelves. And lastly the display case with bits of the libraries own history. Including (left to right) Red Tape which is used to tie together books whose bindings are on the outs, an old card catalog drawer, and a counter, a small box of dried kidney beans that was used to keep track of how many guests came into the library, plus many other little bits of our past.

so maybe making pictures of your self because your the only person around is not the most legitimate way to make work, but it keeps you shooting.

This is my cubical. There are many stereo types about office jobs, but I love mine. Working at the Maine Historical Society is Fantastic. I spend my days doing research, scanning historic photographs, and photographing maps that date back to the 1700's. The bottom image is the photo collection that I work on. There are over 140,000 photographs
including hundreds of glass plates, over sized prints and albums. Working with the collections has opened up a whole new interest...who knows maybe a masters in photo archiving is in my near future.

I am not sure what it is about the mid-west that draws me to it. I guess it is just so bleak. It is opposite from the lush mountains that I grew up. It is also home to some of the best people I have ever met. I have driven through it three times now and every time I am in aw. You can see for ever and still there is nothing to see.

Finally, I have scanned negatives from my new 4x5. I am very pleased with the results. This is a portrait taken of Zoe the last time I saw her. Driving your best friend all the way out to Iowa and leaving her their while you (I) trek back to Maine is no fun. Zoe is one of my all time favorite sitters. When we made this picture it was probably 105 degrees 100%humidity outside and it was my first time with the camera, so it took a while, and Zoe thought nothing of it!

Sometimes, I think drawing myself as a religious icon is really amusing.