​Summer is coming to end. Where I live in the deepest of the deep south, it won't start cooling down for at least two months, but autumn makes her presence known in other ways. The kids are back at school. A few leaves are dropping in the backyard. The days are getting shorter. 

The seasons seem to pass like pages in a book written to be skimmed, not deeply read. In my mid-50s, there doesn't seem to be anything I can do to slow it down. This is the way it is, I guess.  Summer 2022's page has almost flipped. 

While a great deal of this summer was spent with family and friends, I tried to get some writing and photography in, too.  What did I get done this summer? 

On the fiction front, the final installation in the Chronicles of Fu Xi has a title - "Time of the Spear". For those who follow the books, you might know that is a term from the first novel.  I've been busy diagramming the novel and working on character development models and subtext. Since this is the last novel in the series, I have to get everything tied up neatly. That requires a lot of work.  It would be bad leaving a character hanging or a plot hole. 

 I'm looking forward to a fall and winter filled with early morning and late evening writing sessions. 

If you love epic novels, world-building fantasy, history or mythology, I invite you to explore my novels. A great place to start is The Golden Princess. It comes in paperback, e-book and audiobook (which is awesome!) Its a short novel, and a great introduction to my writing, and the greater world I've created through my novels. You can discover all my novels on my author page. 

On the photography front, my next book project is well underway. I'm reluctant to go into any detail on what its about other than to say its simultaneously contemporary and based on Alabama history. I've amassed about 50 good images and the basic outline of the narrative. 

​What I also did a lot of this summer was ride my motorcycle. Equipped with a tail bag optimized for camera gear, it has become my magic carpet and primary means of transportation when I'm taking photographs.  It seems I've put a lot of miles on my bike.  According to people who know about motorcycles, I've put on more miles than usual on my Harley. The bike gives my photography an added level of adventure and I love riding it. No regrets. As soon as it gets out of the shop for a busted back tire, I'll put more miles on it. 

Friends crack jokes and wonder if my new bike is a manifestation of some sort of mid-life crisis. If a woman of a certain age gets a boob job, a makeover and a new wardrobe, it's "You go, girl!" If a man of a certain age gets a new sports car, its "Bob must be having a mid-life crisis."  Bobs just want to have fun. 

When you're young, you have no money but lots of energy and time. Once you have time and money, you're old and have no energy. I'm at a place in my life I have have a little more of everything except hair. It's not a crisis, it's just opportunity and time coming together. Why wouldn't one take advantage of life's opportunities and live a little? 

Speaking of opportunities, I'm looking forward to a fall and winter filled with photography, writing and maybe just a little riding on the side. I also hope to be attending several art and book festivals as the weather cools down. Please visit my events calendar to get up to speed on book signings, galleries and speaking engagements. 

It's my hope I have two new books in 2024 - a novel and a photography book. Keep checking back for updates. Thanks for stopping by. 

I like pushing my personal boundaries as a photographer. Last week's portrait sessions at Harley Davidson of Dothan was one of those times. A friend asked me to donate my services for charity in support of the Christian Motorcyclists Association. For a few bucks, someone could get a portrait with with their motorcycle. All proceeds went to CMA's faith-based community work. 

A huge Thank You to Falon and all the people at Harley Davidson of Dothan/Holland Motorsports for all the help getting the space to do the photoshoot.  Thanks to CMA for helping with set-up, tear-down, moving and wiping down bikes.

​Essentially, I had to set up a temporary photo studio on-site. I'd done this before on a smaller scale, but nothing on this big. The backdrop had to be large enough for person and motorcycle. It took me about an hour for set up, and I was surprised how well it turned out, but I had three significant challenges: Light, floor and backdrop. 

 I only had limited control over light, but I was pleased with the results.  We couldn't turn off all the lights, and there was some "warm light" leakage from skylights, but overall it worked out well.  Really well, actually. However, the floor presented more of a problem, and opportunity, in this area than I had expected.

The bright blue floor, complete with paintings of sea-life, presented a challenge for both light and safety. I had brought black floor cloths to cover the floor, but they proved to be too slippery on the smooth surface and had to be initially abandoned. Fortuneatly, CMA brougt in black floor mats that held my drop cloths in place. However, in a few shots I actually used the blue floor to reflect light to accentuate blue motorcycle paint on a few bikes. That worked out well.   

I needed a wider backdrop, which forced me to stay tight on the motorcycles. This wasn't  a big deal, as it just forced me into a different photography style, which actually worked better than my original concept.  I quickly realized the motorcycle shouldn't'  be the focus, the riders should be the focus. The bike is an extension of the rider, not the other way around. 

​One of my dreams is to design a mobile photo studio, and this event went a long way in testing some of those concepts. ​

I learned a lot of lessons at this photoshoot, and had  a great time. If you're interested in a portrait session with your motorcycle or vehicle (or any portrait session), contact me to schedule a mini-session.

I haven't had any time to blog, as I've been too busy taking images. I'll leave you with this image, which was a favorite of mine from a recent photoshoot. 

That's all for this week. I'll try to have something more substantial next week. 

Magical places and magical people are all around us. Behind every front door is a person with a story. My camera sometimes opens doors to these magical places and people. It often begins with an unusual building and striking up a conversation with the occupant or neighbor. It's a "spur of the moment" thing, that really can't be planned, and begins with a question and a handshake.  This is the story of such an experience. 

If you visit Wikipedia (not the most reliable source, but hey, I didn't have much time for research this week) you'll find a sparse and fairly straight-forward description of a place called Brundidge, Alabama.  Wikipedia will tell you that, according to the census, it's a small town getting smaller. Wikipedia also will tell you Brundidge was once known for making peanut butter and even hosts a Peanut Butter Festival each autumn. Now it hosts a major Wal-mart distribution center.  It was also once the hometown of Mr. Herb Siler, who in 1960 survived four rounds against the Greatest of All Time, Mohammad Ali, before getting knocked out.  Wikipedia will also mentions Brundidge lies in the "humid subtropical climate zone." I'd been to Brundidge a few times on photo expeditions, but it was on a serious "humid subtropical climate zone" day in June, with temperatures nearing triple-digits, that I met Mr. Michael Robinson. 

​I'd interrupted his lawn mowing when I approached to inquirer about a nearby property. He graciously answered my questions, and then motioned to his own home and said it was the oldest house in Brundidge. What started as a few questions about the nearby house turned into an invitation to park my motorcycle in the shade, a cold drink, and a tour of his amazing property.  Before I knew it, I had spent the afternoon with this truly fascinating gentleman of many talents and interests, whom one might call a "renaissance man." ​

Mike Robinson is a retired high school football coach, history teacher, and Methodist preacher. He is a classic car buff and restorer, as well as a collector of many interesting things. He and his late wife were the fifth owners of a house dating back to 1859. The property spreads over several acres, with an outbuilding, original barn, separate modern garage and workshop, and well-cared for gardens. All of it is meticulously maintained. Within and without, treasures were everywhere and everything has  a story - every building, vehicle, and piece of equipment. I wish I had brought something to write with, or even a recording device. All I had was my camera and memory. 

We began outside, with an original US Army jeep from the 1940s, a "barn find" he has lovingly restored. Later, he showed me his garage, where he had an exquisitely restored an old Ford truck, perhaps dating back to the 1950s. He told me the exact years, but I didn't write them down. He also had a vintage Volkswagen Beetle. This is  a man of many experiences and talents,  and his automotive restoration work was amazing. ​

The tour continued to an outbuilding, which Mike had converted to a little schoolhouse in honor of his late wife, who had been also been a teacher. An school bell stands vigil outside, as if waiting for someone to call the children to class. Inside were books, maps and everything one would expect in an an old country school.  To me, it felt like a shrine not only to his beloved wife's memory, but to learning and education. This theme of education continued in the main home as well, as books and collections of unusual object filled the home.  

While Mike gave me full permission to photograph, I'm not going to include most of the images I took inside the main house out of respect for his privacy. I will simply say it was beautifully restored home, keeping the old home's original charm and feel. However, there were eclectic touches throughout the house, such as a pair of hand carved Chinese doors.

I will also say that  this was an educator's home.  There were collections and memorabilia from his days as a teacher, a coach and minister. This blending of mind, body and spirit gave the house a feeling of balance, and perhaps a touch of "feng shui."  Photos of his players from his coaching days lined the shelves, including one he took with legendary Alabama coach Bear Bryant. I found his collection of puppets from his days of  children's ministry very fascinating. 

The old barn was the favorite part of the tour. With its bright red roof, old woodwork, and amazing light, it is a photographer's dream. He allowed me to climb into the hayloft. The heat up there was brutal, but the light was breathtaking. I had just happened to catch it at the right time, when the midday sun was reflecting underneath the eaves from the red roof into the loft. It painted the loft's north end in an unearthly crimson light. Some of the light trickled through old doors resting against the wall, casting rays of purple and greens across the floor. It was extremely exciting to capture. 

The last part of my visit with Mike was spent in his kitchen as he showed me historical documents about the home's original owners, as well as local Brundidge history.  The shadows began to lengthen, and the time had come for me to get back on the road. Before I left, he lent me  book about Pike County history, and I promised to return with one of my own books to give him. 

A soft-spoken man of many talents, it was a blessing to meet Mr. Robinson and be able to spend an afternoon with him. I look forward to making my way to Brundidge again soon. 

#abandonedwiregrass #wiregrass #pikecounty #threenotchroad #brundidgealabama #photography #history #southern

While I've included a photo from one of my latest expeditions, this post is actually about writing.

For those of you who might have read or are reading my CHRONICLES OF FU XI series, I've made a major change in the series.  The fourth, and final, installment in my epic fantasy series is becoming too long. I am forced to break it into two books. 

HOWEVER, it will still be a four-book series. Instead of making it five books, I am creating a stand-alone companion book similar to what I did with THE GOLDEN PRINCESS. This will be a 70k-ish, self-contained story about the Goddess Nuwa's backstory with some unique insights into Fu Xi. I do not have a working title yet. If one read the CHRONICLES OF FU XI series, this new book would not be necessary to understand the main novels, but would add richness and depth to several characters, much as THE GOLDEN PRINCESS did. This new novel will be a mythological fantasy.

I am also busy working on my newest photography book (as you can see above). In the next few weeks I will post an expanding blog episode where I detail one of the most interesting encounters I've had on the road yet, and give more details about the image above. 

I spent the morning of July 4 giving my new motorcycle tailbag a "shakedown" ride to test it. The bag allows me to bring along my camera gear without wearing a backpack. It worked great!  I was able to quickly stop, access my camera, take the shots, and then resume my road trip. For those that ride, I'm not a fan of big "baggers", preferring lighter and more nimble machines. However, light comes with a cost - no storage. However, I found ample after-market modifications for my Sportster S, and was able to put on a small rear rack and tailbag that work great. 

Photo expeditions are more interesting from a motorcycle than a car or pickup truck. Getting there becomes an adventure. I don't see the countryside, I experience it. Air-conditioned cars isolate you from the world, motorcycles immerse you.  I can smell what a place looks like (if that makes any sense) and it imprints in my memory.  I see more, and its easier to turn around and park. I love to listen to my music and let the miles roll by, but I can 't "zone out" on a motorcycle.  I must stay engaged every moment or the experience can turn unforgiving in a second. When I stop, I strike up more conversations, especially with fellow riders. Simply put, It's incredibly fun. ​

Here are a few shot of my set up and the images I captured that day. Enjoy! 

One brutally hot afternoon I straddled my motorcycle and took to the Wiregrass's highways to work on my next photography book. Alabama's jungle-like heat and humidity, made worse after a week of heavy rains, made me reconsider setting out that morning.  My urge to complete this book gave me the motivation to brave the heat. I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door.

Even in its current state, this home is beautiful, glorious even. Even through the foliage, its uniqueness shines through. Neither the vines nor the thickets can conceal this homes unique charm. It's not hard to imagine its potential should it ever receive a restoration.  Such a home could be a  treasure to make any community proud. ​ 

Maybe one day soon, I'll drive by and see this house vine-free and restored to her former glory.

#abandoned #urbex #antebellum  #southernhomes #dixie #abandonedwiregrass 

For those wondering, I haven't abandoned the blog, writing or photography. My day job, family and a much needed vacation has taken priority the past few weeks. I think most of you can relate to that. Regularly scheduled posts will resume in July. 

​See you in a few weeks. 

Last night I spent about an hour trying to catch the Tau Herculids Meteor Shower. NASA said it was either going to be a bust, or glorious. It was a meh. I saw two with my eye, and captured several more with the camera. In fact,  it was the first time I have ever captured a meteor streak on camera. In this image I included the Big Dipper to give perspective where my camera was pointing. 

It was a good time. I'm looking forward the next meteor shower.