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Photography

These are the ones I keep. Most of them come from the same walks the writing comes from — a creek, a dog who gets me outside, a room that was quiet when I got there. They're in two piles: what I find outdoors, and what the rest of a day looks like.

Outdoors

  • A creek running open between frost-covered banks, the moving water blurred soft and blue by a long exposure, low sun on the far hillside.

    Open Water

    Everything on that bank had stopped moving except the water. I held the shutter open and let it go soft.

  • Wet rocks crowding a shallow creek bed in strong sunlight, moss-covered and brown, with deep blue sky reflected in the water between them.

    Sun on the Creek Bed

    The blue between the stones is not the water. That's the sky, fallen in and lying face-up in every gap the rocks left it.

  • A low steel bridge with wooden rails crossing a dark creek in winter, the trees gone copper and the snow and water drained almost to black and white.

    The Bridge Over the Creek

    In winter the color drains out of everything around this bridge and the water underneath runs black. I made the picture the way it feels, not the way it looks.

  • A whitetail doe on a snowy wooded hillside, stopped among bare trees and looking back over her shoulder at the camera.

    A Doe, Looking Back

    She stopped the way deer stop — everything about her already leaving. She gave me one look back, and then the woods were just trees again.

  • A child sits alone on a small dock at dusk, fishing rod cast out over calm water, cap and striped jersey silhouetted against the fading light. An empty bench stands behind them on the dock. Houses and trees line the far shore, their shapes and a few lit windows reflected in the still water, and a boat rests under a lift canopy at the dock's near edge.

    The Lone Fisherman

    An old photograph, rediscovered on a rainy day: a child alone on the dock at dusk, line cast out into water gone still and quiet.

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  • The same dock and lake at sunset, undarkened and carrying no type. A child stands partway down the dock in silhouette, another crouched near the water at its far end. Two more kids splash in the lake beyond the dock, backlit against the sun's reflection. Low hills line the far shore, and an empty bench sits on a side platform near the dock's near end.

    The Other Dock

    Two docks built for the same purpose, but enjoyed in two entirely different ways — this one alive with the kids splashing in the lake at sunset.

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Every Day

  • A church interior photographed from floor level: a long tiled aisle between two rows of dark wooden pews with small gold crosses, stone arches overhead, and a bright arched window glowing at the far end.

    The Floor of the Church

    The church was empty, so I put the camera down on the tile. Everything in there runs to that window, and it works even better from the floor.

  • Indi, a scruffy young dog with wiry tan-and-gray fur and tall upright ears, looks straight into the camera, snow clumped across her muzzle and chin and flecked in the fur above her eyes. Her mouth hangs slightly open, bottom teeth just showing, and the snow-covered ground behind her falls away out of focus, her tail a blur at the left edge of the frame.

    Indi in the Snow

    I didn't want a dog. Then this one ignored the pack and picked me, and now she's most of the reason I'm outside with a camera at all.

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  • A child in a gray camouflage hoodie sitting on an overturned orange five-gallon bucket on a sandy riverbank, a fishing rod propped alongside, pointing across the water toward the far green bank.

    A Kid and a Bucket

    Nobody teaches a kid to sit on a bucket. Whatever was across that river, it mattered, and pointing at it was clearly the correct response.

Prints

Any of these can be a print. Just ask.

Prints come in three paper sizes, with the image inside a border. Nothing gets cropped — the frame you see is the frame I shot. The border runs wider on two sides; that's the shape of the picture, not a mistake.

8x10
$40
11x14
$65
16x20
$100
Matting
add $20
Shipping
actual cost, usually $6-12

Prints ship flat and unmatted, ready for a standard frame in the same size. If you'd rather have it matted, I'll hinge it to acid-free board with the window cut to show a sliver of the border — it drops straight into the next standard frame up: 8x10 into an 11x14 frame, 11x14 into 16x20, 16x20 into 20x24.

To order, use the contact form — tell me which photograph and which size. Payment goes through a PayPal invoice, or Venmo if that's easier for you.

I don't sell enough online yet to justify a checkout, so for now this part is a conversation. That'll change as more of these go out.

All photographs © T. M. Engh. Not licensed for reuse; prints via the contact page.