Finish What We Started
Finish What We Started – Horton, Michigan
Cool nights, warm mornings – this time of year offers a foggy windshield for the commute into work, especially since I haven’t been able to park in the garage lately.
But the light, and the scene just outside the window – it made for some fun abstract shots.
More and more, I measure the passage of time when the seasons change, and what the light looks like, and where. These days, the sun rises just as I leave the driveway. Soon, it won’t show up until I’m halfway to work.
And then, it’s gone completely.
These transition months tell me what time of year it is. The students are going back to school, the morning is chilly, and the light is fantastic.

It seems I’ve become the “Dave Will Take Your Old Film Camera” guy.
To be fair, I did pick up the Canonet at a yard sale. The film, too (all of it expired), was a flea market grab.
I’s been a fun way to stretch the photography hobby into new areas. Yes, it’s expensive, and yes, there’s a learning curve. But what else do you do with a hobby but spend money and pick up new skills?
Missing from this photo: a Yashica Mat 124 TLR camera a friend from high school gave me. My first foray into medium format.
Stay tuned.

More film photography is in my future. I nabbed a box full of expired film at a flea market. That, plus a few film cameras, puts me in good shape to shoot.
I don’t do weddings, except when I do – for good friends like Chris and Rebecca. They had a great ceremony and reception at an old Christmas tree farm near Port Huron, Michigan.
Behind the scenes photos are some of my favorites, so here are a few from the two day trip.
Good family, good friends, and good fun. What more do you need for a wedding?
Bending Light On The Wall – Jackson, Michigan
Great light in a studio space in downtown Jackson. I was there for a portrait project, but the way the light was coming in the windows was too great not to grab.

I’ll tell anyone who will listen: I’m a fan of the coney island hot dog.
You have chili dogs, and kraut, and brats, and Chicago style, and whatever NY happens to be bragging about, and all the rest – and I love those, too. But to me, the coney island is the hot dog style.
When I worked in downtown Jackson, Michigan, I had two coney islands across the street from my office. Every Friday, I’d hit up the Virginia Coney Island and, every week, order “the usual”: two coneys, fries, and a diet Coke.
I miss that. So I try to grab a coney for lunch wherever and whenever I can – even a Detroit-style coney, like the ones above from Lafayette Coney Island across from Campus Martius in downtown Detroit.