With the new month comes a new postcard. For this month I wandered over to the local park, which had recently renovated the tennis court, now used primarily by four retired women to play pickleball. Let me know if you want a copy. On any given afternoon the sounds of people shooting basketballs, playing softball, and hitting […]
With the new month comes a new postcard. For this month I tried to produce one photograph each day of something on my table. Some of those photos were better than others. Some more peaceful. Let me know if you want a copy. A still life can encourage us to pause and relax. Forget for a moment […]
With the new month comes a new postcard. February was a proper winter month, new snow almost every week. Stark and cold are excellent descriptors for the past month. Let me know if you want a copy. How long, I wondered, until the noise and chaos of the game disrupt the silence? Not long enough.
With the new month comes a new postcard. This month’s postcard comes from a local state park. Winter seemed to demand black and white. Let me know if you want a copy. Just days later the freezing temperatures and snow would come. But this morning I enjoyed the mild weather and the lovely falls.
With the new month comes a new postcard. This month’s postcard comes from much closer to home. A maple I pass on my walk to and from work seemed to defy the monochrome of the world. Let me know if you want a copy. The last moments of red burn brightly in the otherwise monochrome world of […]
With the new month comes a new postcard. This month’s postcard comes from a moment when I paused in the plains of eastern Colorado to appreciate the moment. Let me know if you want a copy. The sun burst through the clouds for just a moment in defiance of the howling wind and rain, causing […]
With the new month comes a new postcard. This month’s postcard comes from a local park where I spent much of my childhood. If you want a copy, let me know. How many times as kids were we chased off these bowling greens? More often, I am sure, than they were ever used by actual […]
This month’s postcard recalls a warm summer evening and swarms of mosquitos, oh and a comet too.
Postcards are, in many ways, the opposite of snapshots. They are carefully timed, sometimes staged, usually aspirational scenes. I say aspirational because they project a longed-for and idealized experience. They also tend to homogenize our experiences of a place, produced as they are by a tourism industry that seeks to commodify and promote particular destinations. […]