I sometimes fantasize about making art like Georgia O’Keeffe, Dorothea Lange, or Edward Hopper and having shows like they all had in New York and elsewhere. All have influenced me, but I know I am dreaming.

I’m not like them and accepted that long ago. But I haven’t taken stasis for granted; like all of them, I want to create images and words from the heart. Passion is written all over their paintings and photographs.

I never take a picture that doesn’t stir my emotions in one way or another. That includes my portraits.

The idea is to keep experimenting, pushing the envelope, trying new things, and taking the risk to fail. I used to think I was stupid; I don’t anymore.  But I want to do better.

Flower photography has lit me up like my first book did. I’m very fortunate to feel that joy at 76; more is to come. I’m still learning and sharing. Thanks for sharing with me.

Above, I was out when the sun simultaneously hit two of my flowers. It was breathtaking from the other side of the lends, but just as exciting when I looked at the computer.

Today, I had the idea of “getting close,” experimenting with the focus and the excellent glass my Leica camera has offered me. I had a lot of fun and felt a lot of joy. I hope you enjoy them. They are different in several ways, and I learned a lot from them.

The one above is much like a fainting. I am experimenting with photo painting; I like it a lot.

I’m only choosing three, saving the rest for tomorrow.

The sun gave me a hand this evening. I love that beautiful bud.

Purity with a touch of yellow. Something holy about this white.