Wiñaypac

From Machu Picchu we traveled by colectívo to the village of Písac, where we ended up staying for a little over a week. We arrived to Písac on a Friday and settled quickly into our homey hostel (Hospidaje Inti) and an easy routine of waking for coffee in the hostel courtyard, wandering and shopping in the market and hiking in the ruins around town. More on that later. After the first whirlwind week of travel, it was so very nice to settle in and slow down a bit.

We had some some research on a Waldorf-style bilingual Spanish/Quechua school with permaculture emphasis near there called Wiñaypac; we had tried to arrange a visit but were unable to connect with anyone from the school. We incidentally connected with one of the administrators when we arrived in Písac and were able to arrange a visit to the school for Monday. We took a moto-taxi (similar to a rickshaw, sort of like an ATV with an enclosure on the back for passengers), which buzzed us up a windy road into the brown hills above the town, dropping us at the bottom of a trail up to the school which was a collection of gardens and soft adobe buildings nestled under the imposing mountains.

We walked up and spent a couple delightful hours touring the school, seeing the innovative teaching tools and tons of happy children. I was struck then, and again now as I edit these images, of the beauty of the place—in particular the bright colors and soft angles. The head of school invited us back so that R could guest-teach an English lesson; their English teacher was out on leave. We gladly agreed.

Two days later we took the same trip and had an amazing two hour lesson with 4th and 5th graders who are so eager to learn inglés!! I had a great time assisting and of course photographing. I have a million amazing photos of the students, but I’m hesitant to share those yet. We’ll be planning a photo presentation, hopefully in the spring, and perhaps publishing a photobook to raise funds for the school—stay tuned.

For now, please enjoy the photos I took of the space. Wonderfully warm, soft and colorful—the most inviting place to learn.

Machu Picchu Will Blow Your Mind

Machu Picchu was truly incredible. Getting there was tough, and jostling at the gates with a million other tourists was truly irritating, especially at 0600 am. All the irritation was well worth it, though.

The day was incredible, with dramatic mists rolling rapidly through all morning, bright clear skies for our hike up Montaña Picchu at midday, and then low golden light topped with dramatically dark clouds in the late afternoon. We left the park around 5 or 6 pm. It was a full day. Machu Picchu is small, but the guards keep the crowds moving through. We ended up going through the whole park about three times, I think.

I had a hard time selecting photos to share. I have about five times this many. Lots of duplicates, but so different depending on the location of the sun.

¿Increíble, no?

Ollanta Day Two

Alright, so I'm sensing a pattern here.  One day's worth of photos edited per week.  So at this rate I'll be done with my Peru photos by.... next March?  Hm.  

Our second day in Ollanta started with an impromptu puppet show in the neighbor's yard.  "Corn Guy" explained where he came from, describing the colors of Mexico--a foreign land to his rapt audience.  Puppets always foster such quick human connections.

Then we went up the other side of the valley, checking out the ancient granaries we'd seen from the ruins the previous day, getting incredible views up the valley around the corner, and of course down on to the orange rooftops of the busy town.  

My next post will feature Machu Picchu--and it's truly a daunting prospect to attempt to convey on electronic screens the mystical drama of that sacred place.  Next week, perhaps!

Summer and Peru

Blogging is hard.  Who has time to sit in front of a computer and write about themselves?  Especially in the precious and limited PNW summers, when we feel guilty doing ANYTHING inside as long as the sun is shining.

I have no problem taking millions of photos during this time of year, but can't be bothered to sit inside in my office to process them.  Well, here I sit, on the traditional last weekend of summer, finally getting to my backlog of images.  It's a grey chilly morning.  The seasons are indeed beginning to change.  Today I have a little time.

Besides it being such a gorgeous outdoorsy summer, the other reason I haven't worked much on my photography business lately is the three weeks we spent in Peru!  I shot about three thousand images on the trip, and am feeling understandably daunted at the idea of going through them and beginning to process them.  

Here are a few of my favorites from our first day in Ollantaytambo, Peru, a small town in the Sacred Valley not far from Machu Picchu.  Every place we visited in Peru is incredible.  Ollanta is special in part because it's been continuously inhabited since Incan times.  The modern bits of town are built right on top of those Incan streets, irrigation channels, and building foundations.  The town sits in a fertile valley under the ruins of an Incan (and pre-Incan) fortress.  

Stay tuned as I continue to process through the rest of the trip.  I'm hoping to find a venue to display some of these images.  I came back from this trip full of some much needed inspiration, and I'm excited to share it.

Irondale Snow Day

I grew up here in the mild rainshadow of the Olympic Peninsula where snow is an infrequent occasion through the course of the year.  This year it's snowed four times, including CHRISTMAS!  I really have enjoyed getting caught up in the magic of snow days.  

A couple weekends ago when we had our most recent light snow I got up early to take a walk down to the beach near my neighborhood.  The light dusting over the wet black pavement created some nice visual contrasts.  

New Year's Day at the Edge of the World

My sweetie and I eschewed the parties and headed straight off the grid to celebrate the New Year.  We stayed at the Quileute Oceanside Resort in LaPush, WA, one of my favorite places to stay.  We rang out 2017 with a beach hike on a glorious sunny day, walking beside the water and up and over headlands.  We spent the first morning of 2018 drinking coffee on some frozen driftwood, bundled up to watch the sun, which was rising behind us, hit the tops of the waves in front of us.  I always fall in love with the Pacific Ocean, every time.

I hope you like waves--check out a tiny sampling of my photos from the trip, below.  And what kind of trip to an epic location is complete without a ridiculous self-timer jumping selfie?  Exactly my thoughts, too.

Been a long time gone

I spent the month of October studying yoga in India.  Of course I always had my camera close at hand and was able to take some photos of the gorgeous people of Mysore.  A small selection of these has just been uploaded to the Candids folder on my Portfolio.   Check them out!  

I also had the opportunity to take some amazing photos of the street scenes.  Check them out below.  

I fell in love with Mysore and I can't wait to go back.  The colors, textures, dirt, beauty, and the people, the people, the people.  Amazing.  I've spent the last month slowly getting back into the swing of things at work, and just started picking up my camera again.  Did a fun little family photo session over the Thanksgiving holiday, and have another senior portrait session to do tomorrow.  It feels good to be getting busy again!  

South Early Winter Spire

That backlog of photos is going to get processed THIS WEEKEND, by golly!

Here are a few snaps of my family on a recent climbing trip in the North Cascades.  I am blessed to be surrounded by these beautiful people, and look where we live!!  Aren't I lucky?

The High Divide

I've been busy with portrait sessions, which has been great, but I'm getting woefully behind on my backpacking photos!  Here are a few from a trip I took last month.  We spent six days in the backcountry, going in the Hoh Trailhead in the Olympic National Park, up to the Seven Lakes Basin (which actually contains a few more than seven) and out the Sol Duc.  It was lovely!!!

Finnriver Farm

I've had the opportunity to spend some time lately around Finnriver Farm, and continually kick myself for not having my camera handy!  Well I was lucky enough to be out there on a recent summer evening, after all the work was done, and had a lovely quiet walk around the farm, camera in hand this time.  The low sun gives a soft, buzzy, warm feel to the whole place, and you can kind of feel all the growth happening around you.  

Crescent Beach

Some friends and I went car camping at Crescent Beach, a little gem on the Strait of Juan de Fuca, a few weeks ago.  Beach walking, kite flying, and tidepool exploration are all excellent photo-ops.  Here are a few of my favorites.  

Egg & I Fuschias

While my stated purpose for this website is to display my portrait work and expand my portrait portfolio, my camera does love other things, too.  My friends at Egg & I Fuchsias (and Egg & I Pork) hired me to come out to their farm and capture some of the lush spring growth--in the fields, in the barns, and in the greenhouse.  

It's a beautiful opportunity to visit the place where your friends and neighbors lovingly and carefully grow your food.  I had a wonderful time taking these pictures; I hope you enjoy them!

Welcome!

Welcome to my new website!  I'm still pulling material from different hard drives and computers, so please stay tuned while I build up a fair representation of my work.  

Those of you who know me know that I just finished grad school--now that that's done, I'm so pleased to have the time to pursue my other interests, photography being chief among them.