Opening soon: the Owl Light Cinema

                                           Altarwise by owl-light in the halfway house
                                           The gentleman lay graveward with his furies;
                                           Abaddon in the hangnail cracked from Adam,
                                           And, from his fork, a dog among the fairies,
                                           The atlas-eater with a jaw for news,
                                           Bit out the mandrake with to-morrows scream.
                                           Then, penny-eyed, that gentleman of wounds,
                                           Old cock from nowheres and the heaven's egg,
                                           With bones unbuttoned to the half-way winds,
                                           Hatched from the windy salvage on one leg,
                                           Scraped at my cradle in a walking word
                                           That night of time under the Christward shelter:
                                           I am the long world's gentleman, he said,
                                           And share my bed with Capricorn and Cancer

Ok, so I have no idea what this Dylan Thomas poem is about and the above photos might not illustrate what this strange and dark poem conveys but I thought it was a good name for my garage cinema.  And why not throw in a baby to make it more cute.  Take that D.T.!

Practice Portraits

The idea was to shoot John in front of his woodshop that morning but the light coming in at the side was much more interesting.  I should have gotten some images of the thick cloud that had rolled onto Rt. 8 from the river.  You can see remnants of it breaking up in the near distance

This picture is more interesting than the other shot of Gillian but man the focus in the picture really bugs me.

Scavenger hunt at the Mercantile Library

outtakes from the Mercantile Library shoot.