I chase light because the world looks honest when you frame it carefully.
A forest pause among the ferns.
From inside the march.
Signs and a Seattle sidewalk.
Red jacket, white beanie, overcast light.
An intersection held for the march.
A wet street and a long line of feet.
One sign, one intersection.
Looking over the line toward SW Alaska.
SW Alaska Street, mid-march.
Humor and anger on the same scrap of box.
Blue hour through the trees.
Sidewalk green with a soft background.
Weathered wood and a stamped number.
Bus stops under a late evening sky.
A Seattle Women's March poster on a night time pole.
Early blooms with a dusting of white.
Rhododendrons and a passerby.
A rocky stream under the canopy.
Close enough to catch the trees in the reflection.
Hair catching the only bright edge in the room.
A broken geometry hung against the building.
Autumn leaves against red siding.
Someone else looking through a lens.
Portrait study in soft outdoor light.
A quiet exchange outside the building.
Shallow focus.