Why must it pour every time I shoot something outside?
Running down the Stone pier wharf on Chebeague Island yesterday my mind was full of dreamlike images of the Deborah Lee, run aground, so it’s captain could check out the damage he did to her over this past scalloping season: Him inspecting her wooden hull, peering [...]

I’ve met some wicked smart people, bub, none of them been dipped in stupid, not once, not never.
Aside from the excitement of meeting everyone, it’s made me incredibly happy to see everyone’s reaction to being in Portland. Experiencing Portland with people who are seeing the city for the first time makes me see Portland for [...]