Author Archives: skenyon

Sometimes you just have to have a cute fix.

Back in February went to the Kenosha lakefront to take pictures of frozen Lake Michigan. Snagged this picture of John Adduci’s aluminum sculpture “My Pi” there in Harbor Park. Saved it to have for 3.14.

Turner Beach with the Out of Focus Guy. Missed his expression earlier. Rain was bearing down on us, he had his back to the waves, and we had this odd piece of driftwood stuck in the sand. He used his … Continue reading →

  Did a little photo story for John Deere Furrow a few years back about Smude’s cold press sunflower oil and of course they don’t use all of them. Always liked this shot.  

She marched through the door and right over into the lighting set while the rest of the group filtered in for their head and shoulder pictures. There were 24 people and she was going first. “Hi.” “Hi.” “You don’t want to … Continue reading →

Head and shoulder pictures fall short of a portrait. At least in my world and in my mind. Portraits are a notch or two more intense. A proper portrait will involve more preparation for the subject and with the setting, … Continue reading →

Cold day outside and I decided to review some pictures from the past. Went back to 2012 where this image of Dean Williamson of Three Hearts Farm in Bozeman, Montana caught my eye. It was a good memory and part … Continue reading →

Had the opportunity to take aerial photos from a helicopter. It was assignment work for my job at the university. No arguments from me that I have a nice job. This kind of thing isn’t going to happen very often. … Continue reading →

When I was informed we’d gone more than two weeks without seeing the sun, I went looking for any patch of color. It was dreary: almost snowing, almost raining, cold, gray, winter solstice. And here was this withered up, frosted … Continue reading →

Just had an itch for a horse photo. In fact, I’m feeling guilty that I haven’t been out taking horse pictures since early November. That was a sale with lots of action and drama. To scratch the itch, I spun … Continue reading →