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A real pleasure of the combination of photography and computer is that I can easily revisit a memory from many years back, and revision as the mood suits. A simple picture made seven years ago, and it is not done yet.

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In 2008, I drove 4,000 miles in ten days, crossing the Northern Great Plains from the Pacific Ocean to Minnesota and back. I was traveling by myself, without radio or music, rarely speaking to anyone. It was meditation at ninety miles per hour.



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El Rastro Flea Market, Madrid

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Le Voyageur Sans Valise

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Madrid 2009

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13 February 2014

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24 October 1999

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Musée d'archéologie nationale 
Domaine national Saint-Germain-en-Laye.
2001

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The Day of the Dead – in Memory of Pam Kedl

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What if no one else is looking?

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The Empty Vessel

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Approaching Winter

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Seeking Succor

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Allow me to explain…
No? Well, you figure it out.

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Paris, 30 May 2001



The image on top is what the camera saw; I only pointed the camera and chose when to push the button. Nothing more. Some call this "digital capture" or "straight" photography.

Not for me. It is more like the charcoal sketch the painter makes on the canvas before applying the oils. It is the background, before the expression is laid on.



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Sunset Viewing Station

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Autoportrait, Paris, 2002

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Homage_á_Lascaux

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Henri Gaudier-Brezeska, Centre Pompidou, 2001

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La Bouche de Cluny, 2006

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