So many of the photographs I’ve taken over the last year have become so unbearably painful to look at; two people are gone from my life who supported my photography habit. One of them had no choice but to leave; the other one chose to go.
I’ve resolved to start posting again. I am now carrying a small digital camera in my pocket. Here are some of those pocket shots.
This is Machael John, of michaeljohnjazz.com. He was very nice to let me take this picture. Once upon a time, I played the trumpet, so respect to someone who does it so well.
I didn’t like Franklin, TN; Franklin, TN didn’t like me. I can’t imagine wanting to go back, and I’m not sure what’s up with the magazines trying to get other people to go there. Come to Appalachia instead. I do like this picture. I don’t recall taking it, and I don’t know who the man in the red shirt is or was. I like the composition, though.