"The postcard's just how we see it, and not how it is.
Behind the eye's the other eye,
and the other ear,
The moonlight whispers in it, the mountains imprint upon it,
Our eyelids close over it,
Dawn and the sunset radiate from it like Eden."

-- closing lines of "WHY, IT'S AS PRETTY AS A PICTURE" by Charles Wright


These photographs, more footnotes than essays, are made and offered as records of the experience of the glinting world, animated by air and light, to trigger recollection of sensation, sound, and mood. They are factual reference points from which emotional artmaking departs.

All images hold as much veracity as I can form digitally through a camera.