squash my head

This is my attempt at an illustration for an ad in Nature magazine, for the study of plant genomics here at the University. I was instructed to show the University's strong research foundation, incorporating the idea of synergy. I don't know, maybe.

old books

Things this old make me feel naive. Like I'm missing some great truth, or that the hope of reaching said truth has been lost to past eras. I wonder about each one's journey. How they got here, where they have been. And then, think about the journey each one of them shoulders on its pages. I don't know if I would want an eternity of bearing the fall of Troy, but this copy (center) of the Iliad bears the weight fairly well.

funcie

Nostalgia fills my tired shoes as I rummage through thoughts of familiar people and places. I am happy recalling memories of a simpler time and place in my life.

Tana and I traveled to Muncie this weekend.

There is something about Muncie's false sense of confidence that is comforting. I can relate to the smell of its unlit streets and abundance of potholes.

Be well Muncie.

Smoky Mountain hop

Good friend John Klemme and I, as we set out to conquer the Smokey Mountains last summer.

wah wah law school

Carl E. Bolte, Jr.

fog proof

I thought a vacation would clear my thoughts. I guess not.

some kind of tired

I sleep to much. I eat to much. I judge to much. I hardly take pictures anymore.

Jim's fair lady

This is my friend Bonnie. Her soul is older and smarter than mine.

Robert John

Happy Pre-Halloween

like spinning plates

Tanner Ryan

toy soldier

It took everything I had to catch up to this kid and make this frame. I had a 45lb ruck sack and all of my camera gear on my person. I switched lenses as I was running from the Chinook. I was able to make 4 frames before the last soldier passed. Nothing great, but i like the reality of it.

funny bricks

Alan Strathman