Artist who primarily works with photography and mixed media.
Oregon
I’m in love with Oregon.
Time shaped us differently.
A trickling stream slowly flows by.
Over near La Grande, Oregon.
High speed driving?
Wildfire prevention…
Saturated
Enjoy things while you can.
Volcanic remains.
Wondering Around Out West
It’s trees…
A cold and dark day at Wallowa Lake.
Destroyed Habitat
Dreary shit and high water.
Shit Air.
Sometimes only big things can change, or end you.
Painted Hills National Monument in Oregon
Worn down World
Anthony Lake Summer
The fog cleared and out came the sun.
All of the colors.
Shrooms
Wallowa Lake in the sunlight.
A late winter is ending.
On a cloudy day.
National Parks Amaze.
They go on and on.
Erosion and contrast.
37 winters in and I fucking hate em.
Sometimes there just isn’t enough color.
Cliche barf city.
Gold reflections.
In amazing Oregon.
A walk through red bentonite hills.
Historic Columbia River Highway.
Storms rolling in.
Low afternoon sunlight.
At the wildlife viewing area near North Powder, Oregon.
I spend a lot of time exploring areas my husband works in. La Grande, to Joseph, to Nampa, to Granite, to The Dalles, to Portland, to Tri-Cities, to Walla Walla, to ?????, and everywhere in between!
A warm February afternoon in an amazing place.
Thunderstorms and Flash Floods.
A beautiful winter sunset up on Cabbage Hill.
Damp and soggy trees.
Different surfaces in the same conditions.
Fishing line snagger.
Those iconic falls minus all of the people.
Along the Pacific Ocean.
An alpine lake in winter.
Fall color in Eastern Oregon.
Contrast
Old Immigrant Hill Road in autumn.
Get outside and check shit out!
Shot from the Deadman Pass Lookout. It’s the strato-volcano all the way on the left when ya can see ’em.
Painted Hills is part of the John Day Fossil Beds National Monument.
Variation.
A fuzzy memory.
A first snow lightly dusts this forest of changing trees.
try again
During the dry season.
A thawing lake and those iconic Eastern Oregon mountains.
Moisture accumulating on subfreezing surfaces.
Trumpet lichen.
Fall colors in front of Mount Harris.
Dinner on the beach.
Mid-winter in Portland.
Or, it goes to La Grande.
A Bald Point Sunset.
Hoarfrost on a caution sign.
Deadman Pass and a bit of the Columbia Plateau.
Nothing to see here.
Fall is barely over and snow is already starting to cover the mountain tops.