Sea Calligraphy

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Eight sea-surface gestures; light as ink.

Sea Calligraphy began as an accident of attention. Looking out over the Mediterranean, I noticed how light doesn’t simply reflect off the surface—it writes across it. A wake becomes a line. A forming crest becomes a stroke. Foam gathers like punctuation. Then the whole sentence dissolves and the page resets.

What keeps returning is the feeling of a cycle rather than a story: surfaces smoothing, pressure gathering, a gesture arriving, and then spending itself into trace. The sea doesn’t move forward so much as it rewrites—each mark carrying the faint residue of the last one, each erasure making room for what comes next.

These eight images hold that motion in fragments—brief inscriptions where beginnings and endings blur, and the water’s handwriting keeps changing as soon as it appears.

 

Move Moving Movement

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Short series put together in response to a call for the members show “Move, Moving, Movement” at the Soho Photo Gallery celebrating our gallery’s move to Chelsea after spending 40 years in Tribeca. The move is complete and the opening reception is on the 17th - you can read more about the history of the gallery here.

I couldn’t be more thrilled to have become a member at this time in our history. One image from this series is in the show - please note this is NOT a picture of the gallery or the the show itself. This was my personal response to the call.

Series Statement:

The interplay between the words“move,” “moving,” and “movement” offers a rich, layered lens through which to explore the theme of transition and transformation—perfect for a photographic series symbolizing a shift from one space to another after four decades.

Together, these words create a narrative tapestry. “Move” marks the starting point; “moving” captures the ephemeral in-between; and “movement” crystallizes the story as a whole, echoing change not just as action but as essence. My visual haiku on the subject consists of images taken at times of great moving in my own creative practice - all are part of exercises from different workshops over the years yet clearly part of a collective whole.


The Space Between

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There is a space between stimulus and response; it is in that place we grow into ourselves. Welcome.

i : Untitled, Yet It Is

Echos between worlds. About something palpable, dreamlike paths emerge.

ii: Remnants of Things Left Behind

Left behind whispers; fragments grow, feeding forward. Look deep, and you'll see.

iii: Oblique Views

Intuition mine, faith and time guide open eyes—unseen threads connect.

iv: Homographs

Contexts shift and merge,  Meaning bends, meaning rewrites—the space between breathes.