This week I sold my trusty scooter of 12 years. I’m planning a long-distance move in the near future and it makes more sense for me to sell this bike in the spring and to purchase a new one in…
There is a lot of great places within an hour’s drive or so to get out into nature. I live in Burlington, which is a small city on Lake Champlain about an hour south of the Canadian border. Vermont’s largest…
Not all films are created equal. That’s something you learn when you get into analog photography. Each filmstock is its own tool, and there are times when you want to use a specific tool for the task at hand. Sedona,…
Every Autumn in Burlington, VT plays host to a weekend-long neighborhood art festival. The South End Art Hop began in 1992 on the Pine Street corridor just south of downtown, an area designated as the South End Arts District, as…
You’ve probably never heard of Witch Windows. This is a New England feature on older houses that is found almost exclusively in Vermont. Specifically in the northern and central regions of Vermont. The window is on the gabled end of…
Mention “Smuggler’s Notch” and people will assume you’re talking about the ski resort, but that’s not what this post is about. Smuggler’s Notch, the one not built for elites from New York and Connecticut, occasionally referred to as “The Notch…
Street photography is not for everyone. Certainly not for the timid. The basic definition of street photography is the art of capturing moments encountered in public places. It’s a candid art, you’re generally shooting strangers as they go about their…
I love shooting medium format. At present, I have seven such cameras, two of them are Holgas, one is an SLR, one is a (working!) folder from the 1930s, and the other three are twin lens reflexes. Rolleiflex cameras are…
When I first got back into film photography a number of years ago, people would ask “Do you develop your own? Do you have a darkroom?” I’d tell ’em that my darkroom gear is in a tote in the basement,…
I moved here from New York in the 1990’s, and I noticed two things: The people on this side of the lake were almost suspiciously friendly, and they were all nutso for maple. Maple? Really? I mean I know Vermont…