Archive for the ‘January 2010’ Category
Vase
Insomnia
Dolls
Do You See Me
VA
Another View
Early Commute
Winter Moon
Street
Gate
Fetish
Gardens
Bridge
Subway Train
Clementine
Sky
Mexican Doll
January 23, 2010
Erica brought this doll back from Mexico for us, many years ago. She’s been glowering on the wall ever since (the doll, not Erica). We think she’s scary, but maybe it’s a good kind of scary.
River
City
Gardens
AAAHH!!!!
Megsie says…
Merlin
Park, Cambridge Street
Sisters
More friends
Friends
Lunch
Inside Out
January 17, 2010
A barn is a building, but it isn’t inside. It has a roof, so it’s not outside. A barn is a frame where every opening offers a narrow view of pasture, sky, broad back, or liquid eye.
Ted & Jane
January 16, 2010
Companionship is a wonderful thing… you don’t have to be in the same place, you don’t have to be the same age or color, you don’t even need to see eye to eye. Basically, it’s just a good feeling to know that there’s someone else there.
Trees
January 15, 2010
Most of my pictures occur along the timeline of my commute. These are woods that surround the Cohasset commuter rail station. I try to pretend I’m in the film “My Neighbor Totoro” and that I’m about to step onto the Cat Bus.
I gotcha back
Charles Street Station
Rare journals
Trapped
Shirley
Night, South Station
Mirror
Color on a grey day
Tranquility
Angie Baby
Twinkle
Bowl
KevDog
Scituate Harbor
January 9, 2010
Tia lost her red-framed sunglasses just a few feet from here, in deeper water off the boat dock. Andrea threw herself down on the dock and thrust her arms into the chill water, but it was too late. Lost in the muck. Whenever I walk by here, I look to see if those red frames are peeking though the detritus.
Self-portrait, New Research Building
Mission Church (between science and knowledge)
January 7, 2010
The Mission Church can just be seen between the schools of Public Health and Medicine (left and right foreground) and the Countway Library (right background). I saw this view every morning for about 5 years and it never failed to stop me in my tracks. To me, it’s a metaphor: there is a role for faith in every life.
Charles Street Jail
January 6, 2010
Now the Liberty Hotel: people pay high prices for the opportunity to stay in rooms with barred windows….
Welcome
January 5, 2010
Despite the warm Welcome, waiting for an early train at the Cohasset train station is still a chilling experience– actually, it makes me feel like a refugee from an Updike or Cheever story, all those suited men talking about insurance and the markets.




















































