Surrealism in Black and White

2xInvert, Glasgow, Scotland, 2018

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Always Mother's Day

Mom and 1st Baby, 1958

My mother was married at 18, and a mother, starting with my oldest brother, at 19.  I don't know how she did it at that young age, with virtually no help from my father, but all four of her children survived.  So Happy Mother's Day, Mom! 
Also, as a footnote, I wonder if we have taken survival for granted (or, as the kids now say, 'granite').  If we are about to discover how fraught, perilous, and tenuous living really is.

Fungal Rabbit Head In Jar

Seed Fungus, Pittsburgh, 2015


Things, nature, being what they are, is, when I collected some burdock seed burrs, and neglected to dry them before sealing them up in a jar, they sprouted some very funky fungi.  The rabbit-like head of the fungus as it began to dissolve reminded me of  the movie "Donnie Darko", and is every bit as disturbing.

Snowy Egret In A Dead Tree

Snowy Egret Perched On A Dead Tree, Prime Hook National Wildlife Refuge, DE, 2014

For the last 4 + years my photography has been carried by a Pittsburgh-area gallery, an honor that I often wonder if I deserve, but then I look at other people's work and realize that we're all lost out here trying to find some kind of meaning, or purpose.  I sell a couple of dozen prints a year, not so much that I still don't have to work some horrid job out in the retail sector.  I despise retail, despise our consumer-based economy.  Sometimes I think that hate emerges in the starker aspects of my work, stripping away not only color but gradients of gray.