To me the magnolia tree’s large, fragrant blooms are symbolic of the South. Having grown up in Northern Virginia, I never noticed magnolias. Perhaps they aren’t as popular there or maybe I just never paid attention as a kid? Regardless, the magnolias are blooming again in Richmond.
The repeating geometric patterns of this building facade grabs my attention.
Life begins to stir among the cypress trees as the sun slowly peeks over the horizon.
This bullfrog sat silently in the shallow water waiting to see what might fly within reach.
An artist at Blaine Kern’s Mardis Gras World studio puts the finishing touches on a cyclops prop. This one-eyed giant will likely ride one of the 2013 Mardis Gras floats in New Orleans, LA.
Something about this sink, at the end of a dock, surrounded by standing water, captured my imagination. Perhaps its the raw utility of a sink propped up on 2x4s? Or maybe the slow but inevitable encroachment of nature and the elements?
Two colorful buildings break the monotony of the grey and brown cityscape surrounding them.
Early morning fog clings to the far shore of the bayou.
As long as I can remember my uncle has been fixing up old cars. On a recent visited to his house I spotted the remains of this ’56 Chevy just when the evening sun was getting low in the sky and casting that wonderfully warm light.