When the light is right, this lifelong rambler is out looking at: the seasons' marks on hilly trails; the bright, diffused light of marshland vistas: the patinas and forms of a defunct historic shipyard. An abandoned ranch insists that I pull over.

Palm fronds over sparkling pond-water at dusk — what will that hypnotic beauty look like as an image? A wildfire-scorched mountainside, my own street’s cacti and wide skies — engaging with them, being visually intimate, is fulfilling. If I'm open to discovering a place directly, slowly, and sometimes repeatedly, there’s freshness in each meeting.

Gear-free photography with an iPhone is my practice — my choice for a direct meeting of subject-eye-mind.  The limitations are the possibilities; resolving them is part of the creative process.

The question is not what you look at, but what you see,
— Thoreau