This is a little thing I did for my dad. My memories of going fishing with him as a kid are so vivid. Every time I smell a tackle box I am suddenly 6 years old with a mouth full of gummy worms sitting river side.

There is something that I find continually interesting (visually) about where I work. There is a constant juxtaposition (art word) going on between the old and the new. Twice a month we have library meetings in the reading room which is where that lamp and fan are located. I stare at them constantly and think "what an odd pair", too very necessary, completely functioning objects from two very different moments in history. The second image is of tin types waiting for my attention, all these historic faces staring up at me from my faux wood desk. And lastly is the long hall, nothing special really, its just so darn modern and boring yet it serves as a path to the rooms holding thousands of stories.

spring is exciting for everyone in new england. but it is possible that it is even more so for photographers. it is so nice to see the delicate colors that start to pop as the snow is melting and the trees are budding.

two studies of ryan.

The working docks of Portland ME are a dieing breed. Slowly but surely the condos, shops and restaurants crowd the waterfront leaving a smaller and smaller amount of space for the lobster men and other industries that need the space.

Ever wonder where B&M Baked Beans are made? Probably not, but in case you did this is it in all it's glory. It is a strange water side factory, real run down looking. It is sort of the big mystery around here, many people have tried to go in but no access is allowed. Don't think about it too much, just enjoy them beans!

One of the few benefits of living in this lonely town is the company of the ocean.