Posts Tagged ‘Red’

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Back in April the lovely Ms. Trask, Red, the sister unit and her brood, and I spent a few hours at the New Jersey Folk Festival. While I do enjoy listening to local bands cut their teeth my secret pleasure is this event provides me with a terrific opportunity to photograph people I don’t know. I like to think you can surmise a lot about a person when you catch them in (more…)

#10 Columbia Trail

Yesterday Red, the lovely Ms. Trask, my sister and her handsome brood spent part of the afternoon walking along the Columbia Trail in northern Jersey. It was my sis’ suggestion, a way to get out and enjoy the weather, threatening as it was. She and her running coven regularly (more…)

I have this idea for a gut-splitting hilarious post which will surely be the highlight of your life. I fully intended on banging it out this morning as to give you a nice weekend boost. However, it looks like I’m going to pass on it which is unfortunate for you. And since the subject is highly time-sensitive, that particular brilliant (more…)

Last night Red, the lovely Ms. Trask and I were buried under a myriad of blankets catching up on recent episodes of New Girl. In the midst of this mindless diversion came news that Whitney Houston had died. My reaction was a sadly familiar one: How awful, but not terribly surprising. Of course I was presupposing (more…)

…if computer programmers descended from Mayans bothered with any date beyond 2012 during the whole Y2K mash-up.
…where all the weight people lose goes. Does it linger in the air waiting to latch onto someone else?
…why they call cities in New Jersey and a county in New York “Orange” when they obviously don’t grow oranges.
…if I continue to drink this much tea will I (more…)


Posted: January 9, 2012 in Traskland
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Red and I say, “Hiya!”

That is all.

When the words stubbornly refuse to tumble forth it’s time to whip out some photos.

As previously mentioned England is a photographer’s dream. Here’s another selection of shots taken over the past year or so during two separate visits to this lovely country. Enjoy!

Red prancing in front of the massive Ribblehead viaduct in North Yorkshire


My friend Tracey crafts wonderful scarves, cowls, neck warmers, and baby hats, among other goodies. She recently asked if the lovely Ms. Trask and the effervescent Red would consent to modeling a selection of her hand-knitted cowls and, if in the process, I could photograph them for (more…)


Posted: September 18, 2011 in Traskland
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September 2011

Today is Red’s 14th birthday. While part of me finds this incomprehensible, another larger part pretty much takes it in stride. After all how different was she this morning from yesterday? From last week? How different will she be tomorrow? Hardly at all, yet the changes occurring in her all the time are profound and everlasting. As they are in all of us.

Change is a funny thing, isn’t it? Its movements are so stealth that we never notice them as they occur. When you looked in the mirror this morning you saw (more…)

When I’m tooling around with a camera it’s pretty tough to catch Red in an unguarded moment. She has a sixth, seventh and eighth sense which alerts her when I’m pointing my camera in her direction. The result? She assumes a variety of amusing (if quite affected) poses. She’s perfected the gang sign pose, the incredulous pose, the cheesy smile pose, the pouty pose and a several others which I can’t rightly describe. The countless stockpiled photos of her demoing these various “looks” are, of course, precious to me. However, the photos which I most treasure are (more…)