As if from nothing all is born at once—

...and feel again the salt soft sound of the waves.

It only takes a little light to see that this is not the end—

We once would chop wood before breakfast—

From a series on the apparent energy of light in atmospheres.

Birch and aspen trees along a warm springs. Oct. 2025

Self portrait on a bicycle early in the morning along a favorite wall. September 2024.

If the future casts a shadow can we catch up to its light?

PhotograpHs