Monthly Archives: November 2010

Des Moines to Rapid City

Mitchell, South Dakota. Ten minutes later we were in the middle of a whiteout which last to Wall, SD. Did I mention the 50 mph winds?

Newton, Iowa. Little has changed in eighteen years except for the traffic.

Dumb and Dumber 1994: Harry and Lloyd Travel Across the Country…so are we?

Harry:  I can’t believe we drove around all day, and there’s not a single job in this town. There is nothing, nada, zip! 
L loyd: Yeah! Unless you wanna work forty hours a week.


Chris Crocco: ALL THAT JAZZ

If you have to ask what jazz is, you’ll never know.

-Louis Armstrong-

What does a young boy with a tin ear growing up in Klamath Falls, Oregon know about jazz?  I can assure you absolutely nothing.

But for some reason I loved the music of Louis Armstrong and did a pretty good impersonation of Satchmo, handkerchief and all that kept my grandmother pretty happy…Ohhh Yeah.

Keep an eye out for this rising star, Chris Crocco will keep us all happy!


Not a Goodbye, but Thanksgiving:

Don’t be dismayed at goodbyes.  A farewell is necessary before you can meet again.  And meeting again, after moments or lifetime, is certain for those who are friends.

 -Richard Bach-

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For over a year the mountain has been my sanctuary.

A place to decompress and reflect on a life half filled with double-digit hour days, deadlines and a lifetime of storytelling.

It has been a place to think about past friends.  To think of those who were not so friendly and to relish in the meeting of new friends.

If the Hudson River Valley is the jewel for those who live here…my mountain is the sparkle. 

The true reflection of both nature and friendship is during the first and final handshake.


Frosty is Free:

None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
-Henry David Thoreau-

Frosty is Free

He is old-school strong with a running engine but his drive is jammed.

 (much like his owner!)

He hopes to have a few good winters left.

(much like his owner!)

Winter Bounty:

“Walked for half an hour in the garden.  A fine rain was falling, and the landscape was that of autumn.  The sky was hung with various shades of gray, and mists hovered about the distant mountains – a melancholy nature.  The leaves were falling on all sides like the last illusions of youth under the tears of irremediable grief.  A brood of chattering birds were chasing each other through the shrubberies, and playing games among the branches, like a knot of hiding schoolboys.  Every landscape is, as it were, a state of the soul, and whoever penetrates into both is astonished to find how much likeness there is in each detail.”

-Henri Frederic Amiel-

The Manor House

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No slavery can be abolished without a double emancipation, and the master will benefit by freedom more than the freed-man.

-Thomas Huxley-


Luna the Cat:

There are two means of refuge from the misery of life – music and cats.

-Albert Schweitzer-


That Light When The Sun Goes Down:

  All things share the same breath – the beast, the tree, the man… the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.
-Chief Seattle-

Sometimes blue is cool…to be more accurate when it comes to Kelvin temperature, blue is always cool.

Artistically it can be a good thing to let light and nature take their own course.  Not every image has to be controlled by the photographer or technology. Knowing color temperature is a bit old-school but can offer some secrets into creative ways to create an image.

Other than remembering to protect your equipment when shooting during a cold cloudy day is knowing that the yellow and red wave lengths of light are bounced and absorbed by the moisture in the air, but unobstructed the blue waves pass through giving that wonderful cooler blue tone to your photograph.

Back in the day and still today this blue cast can be corrected by using warming filters over the camera lens.  In the wonderful world of digital photography you can change the color saturation and tonal values in Photoshop.

One of the most exciting times to photograph is just after the sun has gone down and you’re seeing its diffused light bouncing off the earth’s atmosphere.  Most call this “twilight” but I like to think of it as that “diffused light bouncing off the earth’s atmosphere when the sun goes down”…go figure.

Reasons for being Sad:

My youngest daughter sent me an email recently and noted that I sounded sad.

You know I think I am a bit sad.  But after seventeen months of searching for a job both in journalism and outside the newsroom; I try to make the distinction between being sad and of self-pity.  I must admit the line becomes thin and gray at times.

A friend and colleague noted yesterday:

“So very sorry about your long hunt on so very many levels: sorry for the loss of your talent for telling stories with pictures, for your helping others to tell stories, for journalism in general.”

That makes me a bit sad.  I love telling stories and my greatest joy has been helping others tell their stories both through words and images.

You know you can’t teach at a college or university without a degree. But you can teach without working in a newsroom?  They should give a degree for surviving thirty years as a journalist.

That makes me a bit sad.

I often wonder about the editors that write job post.  Should they really have a job in communication?

Digital Savvy Desk Person  (We’ve been in the digital age since the mid-1990s, must be a young editor)

Seeking Ace Business Reporter (My guess written by a sports editor)

Seeking hard working reporter  (ask any photographer and they’ll tell you reporters don’t work hard. Ask any reporter and they’ll tell you photographers don’t work hard.)

Talented Page Designer wanted  ( Why would you want a designer with no talent?)

From a friend:

“The other thing I think I am noticing is that the Internet has become a shield so that no one has to interview anyone …. they fill their quotas and get their numbers.

The algorithms and job descriptions make no sense but no one knows the difference in what passes for human resources.

What I’m sorry about is that we are all poorer for it.”

That makes me a bit sad.

It’s “Election Day” and the best part of it is knowing that those multi-million campaign ad dollars have kept a few more journalist working into the holiday season.

If both the politicians and the journalist would spend more time at their local social service office talking to people face-to-face the community would be better served.

Cutting corners and poor ethics make me a bit sad.

Life revolves in cycles or periodic intervals giving us plenty of time to reflect.

In the past seventeen months, I’ve been given the opportunity to connect with family, develop new friendships and build on the old.

No reason to be sad.