
Last week I worked one day with my new assistant, Chase. When he left, I wound up in bed for 4 full days.
When my partner, JoAnne, insisted I go to the doctor because I couldn’t walk, my neck, knees, leg, and back were shot. There wasn’t any part of me that wasn’t shot. Went to the doctor, and the prognosis was Lyme Disease.
My blood is out to the lab to see if I indeed have Lyme disease.
In my career, which stands over a half a century, I never photographed birds. I love birds, I love looking at them, I love seeing them fly, but as something that I’d like to put on digital film… it’s really not up there in my wheelhouse.
Considering I’m having a hard time holding a camera, and holding my head up, here are just a few images that were done specifically for me, and nobody else.



If W. Eugene Smith was alive, he would attempt to beat the living shit out of me for this type of an image.
Guys, it’s just fun, and Photography should be fun.




















