Will it Ever Stop Snowing in Maine?

I haven't seen the ground beneath the snow for 4 months, and it's still snowing.


My tea tells me things I never learned in school.

Windrows

Windrows of ... wind.

Online Launchpad

I watched the shuttle launch live in my living room when I got home from work last night. My friend Kevin watched it live from the launchpad, as he did last month too.

Maine Prisoner

A silhouette from a cell in the Kennebec County Jail.

Surprising Letter

I got an envelope in the mail from Oregon yesterday. I didn't recognize the sender. But I was surprised to receive this letter along with a color print and stamped, self-addressed return envelope;

Dear Mr. Corcoran:

Some years ago a photo was published in Harper's Magazine (and I later learned in other prominent places) that struck me as iconic of the conflict in which the United States is engaged. It was your photo of the hooded prisoners being led to prison in Afghanistan.
This photo has been transformed into a 3' x 5' painting which I will send to you (at no cost to you) as I believe you should own it. It was painted by a local Ashland artist, Phyllis Buck. With the current Oscar award to "Taxi to the Dark Side," the painting of your photo may be helpful in your photographic career.
Please reply if you are interested or not in receiving this painting. If not, I will offer it to a worthy organization such as The Center for Constitutional Rights. I'm enclosing a self-addressed envelope for your convenience.
Again, I believe your photograph sears the American soul and must remain imprinted in our memory.

Sincerely ...

I imagine some photographers get letters like this often. Not me. I hope I have the opportunity to take other photos that people might regard in a similar historic respect.
And when posting this entry I noticed that the painter Phyllis Buck's Webmaster (I suspect) titled the image "Abu_Grahib.jpg". Which shows how the idea of the image of prisoners has transformed from the time I had taken the photo on Dec. 19, 2001 to the time the Abu Ghraib prison torture photos surfaced in late April 2004 to today. But most disturbing is how the war in Afghanistan and the invasion of Iraq have become the same thing in too many, or any, minds.

Death of a Snowman

Edited for clarity:
Willy Snowman, I was the only one at his funeral.

Super Tuesday Super Diet

It's diet season. You've tried other diets, the Hollywood Diet, the Chicken Fat Diet, the famed Cucumber-Scented Water Diet. Now try the most effective diet of all, my new and revolutionary Post-It Note Diet.
During your next lunch hour place a note with your favorite low-fat food in the center of a paper plate. Concentrate. Repeat. Watch the weight slip away. (For larger appetites use marker.)


Super.

Augusta gif

Still thinking. About Spring. And about how, compared to the range of temperatures in the universe, our habitat in the troposphere captures such a narrow range of temperatures; most of them lying just above the freezing point of water. Being surrounded by so much snow-water also has me thinking about how the state of our water mirrors the state of our environment.
I imagine humanity as an infant staring at his own reflection in the water. A colorful film of oil across the surface.

Ron Paul Snowman

In case you're wondering who is getting the snow vote.

Snow, Still Coming

Marty smokes a cigarette with Chris who waits for a ride after work on Leap Year Day night. The snow starts again.


Still snowing.

Self-Portrait; A Window

I tried to take a self-portrait in a window that was too busy. At night I created a looping Flash self-portrait with audio I captured at a past art opening.