Dedicated to Storm, who loved our adventures as much as I did.
Chapel of the Cross, Sedona, Arizona.
I was raised in a religious home, and while I’m not particularly religious anymore, I am deeply spiritual. Places of worship – chapels, missions, cathedrals, temples, etc. – give me a sense of tranquility, with an extremely satisfying dose of history. As my portfolio grows, it will include my visits to sacred places in Santa Barbara, Phoenix, San Diego, Las Vegas, and several other locations.
My daughter, dancing on Pacific Beach. She is a wonderfully cooperative subject when I’m working on new camera skills, and is becoming quite enamored with photography herself. During a recent visit to an arboretum, she insisted that we share custody of my Nikon. I’ve had a conversation with Santa about this…
Shot during our school’s recent Apex Fun Run fundraiser. The kids ran laps. I ran with my Nikon. (Okay, I walked, because I run like a drunken giraffe wears high heels.) They had a great time, and took their run much more seriously than I thought they would. I discovered that I have a class of wonderful runners – and that second graders can occasionally last an hour without drama. Impressive!
Tubac is a funky, artsy town located about 2 hours south of Phoenix. We visited for the annual Art Festival, held in November, and discovered an endless (well, for a town of 1100 people) array of art shops, complete with their real, live, on-location artists. After tearing through the tiny town, soaking up as much art as we could, we drove down to the Santa Cruz River. We found many residences with horses located around the river, and stopped to gaze through a fence into the Tubac Cemetery. In true Tubac fashion, it was creatively decorated with rainbow-colored objects.