My Journal

October 2026
A woman in a tweed coat rests her head against the shoulder of a grazing white horse, with a bare hill behind them, in black and white.

I believe in interspecies love. I believe that our relationship with "the others" keeps our hearts open.

Living with animals hones our compassion.

Living with animals keeps us awake and attuned to the natural world.

Living with animals confirms our connection to the wild.

Though this relationship is ideally experienced between creatures, I believe that living with images, icons if you will, of the animals we admire and relate to reminds us of our own highest selves in the best possible way.

Once I began avidly photographing animals, as well as their relationship to humans, my path became clear.

A woman leans back against a large pig lying on a barn floor while a hen looks in from the doorway, in sepia.
A woman in a winter coat and hat looks down into a twin-lens camera in a snowy barnyard, beside a black and white cow, in black and white.

But photography has taken me in many directions over the years. It has taken me all over the world and introduced me to people and places I might never otherwise have known. I have photographed what has interested me, moved me, amused me or simply made me stop and look. And, of course, there are stories attached to so many of those photographs.

A white horse with a long forelock faces the camera in a wood with light coming through the trees, in sepia.
A woman with long curly hair laughs with her eyes closed as she rests her hand on the forehead of a white horse, in sepia.

My focus on animals began in earnest the summer of '93 when I bought a house in the country and started hanging around small barnyards. I found that I could spend hours watching, and very soon thereafter, photographing the barnyard inhabitants in all their natural grace. Their relations with each other, their attentions, all of it was so interesting. And then when their natural curiosity would lead them to investigate me and my camera, the moments of soul to soul contact were, well, excruciatingly wonderful! I felt honored, really.

A black cow with a white face stands in tall grass and looks straight at the camera, in sepia.
A grey-haired woman in a blue plaid shirt sits in a sunny pasture reaching into a camera bag, while a black and white cow leans in beside her and more cattle watch from behind.

I try to express this feeling through the lens of my medium format camera. I share my reverence and share the gaze of a soul in a different incarnation, other than human. This process, like a meditation, takes me out of my busy head and into my expansive heart.

I have spent much of my life looking through a camera. Animals have been an important part of that life, but there have also been people, landscapes, flowers, travels and all sorts of things that have caught my eye along the way.

Looking back through the photographs brings back so much more than the image itself. I remember where I was, the people I was with, what was happening in my life and sometimes things I haven't thought about in years.

There are a lot of stories in all those photographs. I thought this would be a good place to share some of them.

A grey-haired woman in a blue plaid shirt holds a camera and watches a black and white cow grazing on a green hillside.
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