The precipitation hanging in the air of late is lending a eerie softness to the landscapes. (Millville) It’s like traveling to another place with these shifts in weather. (Northside) And it all comes back to home as I sit there at my desk in the studio and this face extends up over the balcony. It’s a [...]

If you were in Cincinnati on Saturday morning, you couldn’t miss the fog. It was pervasive and thick. When I groggily stepped to the bathroom that a.m., I thought it had snowed— the light coming through the blinds was intensely filtered and white.

Just to reiterate my made-up “rules” of this album. after that nice run of photos from Graceland… 1. Take (at least) one picture every day. 2. Only post photos in order, never skipping ahead, even if that means great delay. 3. There is no third rule. But this image above? I didn’t even take it. [...]

(Cross-posted on the studio journal)