David’s Blog
Gideon’s Light
This is Gideon, Gideon Owour. He lives in far western Kenya near the shore of Lake Victoria in the small rural village of Pap-Onditi. ‘Pap’ means a flat, dry place in the Luo language; ‘Onditi’ is a name of a local family — Onditi’s flat, dry area. Gideon is in 7th grade at the Konditi Primary School. Most days he sits in the front row, far right, under...
New Workshop Concept!
In case you have been wondering why I have been relatively quiet these past few months (or in case you've been thankful!) the time has come for the unofficial official announcement of the new workshop concept I have been working along with my two great photo friends, Ruth Connor and Brenda Berry. Most of you know Brenda (and if you don't you should) but...
Thoughts and News
It's been a bit of time since I last blogged so I thought I would give you all (both of you! Hi Mom!) a warning that in the days to come I am going to ramp up my posts. Now would be a good time to go on vacation to an internet dead spot or have your house rewired or covered in tinfoil. First a bit of news and a thought or two. The first bit of news is that...
My younger days- part 2
I was going through some more of my very early images and I noticed a few that particularly moved me. They were pictures I had taken in 1986 when I lived in Corvallis, Oregon and they were for the very first book that I did- Ancient Forests. Looking at these pictures brought back some wonderful memories- driving all around Washington and Oregon hunting for...
My Younger Days- Part 1
I was going through some of my older images I have on my laptop (a subset of the images on my desktop) and I noticed a distinct trend in my pictures I took 20 or more years ago- many were seriously flawed. Not all of them but of the ones I kept, which were the ones that I thought were worthy of keeping, i.e. good ones, there were many that I would not have...
Carrying your Gear
I was asked recently about how I carry my photography gear around when I travel so I thought I would share my strategies. Don't expect anything to amazing- you're more likely to be underwhelmed than overwhelmed. The first thing you have to understand about my small but perfectly formed brain is that I strongly believe that simpler is always better and less...
First Photos Published
I though I would share the very first photos I had published in a national magazine back in 1985- photos you wouldn't expect from a nature photographer purist. I was living in Corvallis, Oregon and my wife at the time was teaching in the forestry department at Oregon State University. I had done some picture for hire work for some of the professors...
Back in Whackoland
Yeah! I'm back in Whackoland where all that is wrong is right and all that is right is just plain boring. I have had brief visits to Whackoland in the past but I have never bought a ticket and got a room and intended to stay! Last night, things changed and I intentionally took the express to the land of the whacked out image! The cause was the...
Hand-holding a long lens
One of the things that photographers have to do is to learn how to effectively hand-hold a long telephoto lens. The reason this is necessary is that there are times when using a tripod (the preferred technique with any lens longer than 200mm) just isn't possible. I'm not talking about the times when you are too lazy to go get your tripod (Yes, it happens...
Black Bears of Tofino, BC
Up here on the Pacific Coast of Vancouver Island in British Columbia mid way through a photo workshop. So far the weather has cooperated and the locations have all been productive. We have photographed beautiful tide pools full of bright green anemones and purple and orange seastars, twice shot in magnificent old-growth forests and we have even had two...
More in NYC
Here are some more images from my photo/writing investigation in New York City's Central Park. I concentrated on the horse carriages and drivers and even went to the stables where the horses are kept. Everywhere I went all the people associated with the carriage trade were extremely welcoming and generous with their time and the horses couldn't have been...







