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Blog submission, 2014
In seeking out another collision of digital and analog worlds, I wandered into the shop of Mika Fowler in the Railroad Square Art Park. There he stamps out printed material on an antique Dodson letterpress and churns out his “photo polymer prints” using a combination of digital and offset printing techniques.
I was drawn to Mika's work because of his daily feed of Facebook posts revealing his portraits of nude and semi-nude women—pushing the limits of Facebook's twitchy censorship finger. The images appear distressed and roiling at the edges; with sharp focus trained on the models' eyes.
Blog submission, 2012
“When you’re using film you can’t necessarily see what you’ve made immediately,” Polly Chandler reminds me. The diminutive Austin photographic artist is in the middle of planning for a trip to Southern Illinois University, her alma mater. She’ll be offering a pair of photography classes as a visiting artist later that week. But right now she is clearing out her inbox, taking care of notes and emails before she’s away from her computer. Polly does not own a laptop. It’s just one more digital device she can live without. But planning to be away from her workspace for weeks lends an urgency to her emails. She lets me know time is short and she has to get on a plane soon I can feel her stress through the computer screen.
The Yuma Sun, Nov. 2003
Rising out of the Kofa Wildlife Refuge, Castle Dome’s pencil-eraser nub is a
familiar sight to Yumans as a landmark toward the northeast.
But should you decide to scale its rugged slope and hike through its ocotillo field and
talus slope you get a whole new perspective on one of the area’s better kept secrets.
“The view (from the top of Castle Dome) rivals the view of the Grand Canyon,” says
Cristyn Weil, whose Jan. 1 hike this year resulted in her second trip to the top and a
wedding ceremony on the way up.
The Yuma Sun, Feb. 2004
The desert is an unforgiving, inhospital place that can torque a man enough to leave
him a quivering mass of dry flesh and crusty bones. Toss in some million-dollar
machinery and you have the makings of a fine weekend.
The last week of February brings thousands of gearheads to the Sonoran desert in Baja
California to embrace the Tecate San Felipe 250--an oxymoron.
The Yuma Sun, April 2003
Orange dust still hangs thick in the air. Pickups pulling sparkling fiberglass speedboats or
trailers of personal water craft are headed south and east. Theyʼre likely headed home to
Yuma. But around Fisherʼs Landing and Martinez Lake Resort, small camp fires begin to
light up the lengthening shadows and the smell of lighter fluid wafts from portable grills.
Another day has ended at Martinez Lake. Another night is just beginning.
The Yuma Sun, January 2004
Table corn is a rare crop in this land of lettuce, but one AWC student’s experiment this past fall turned up bushels of sweet ears that not only tasted good but were mostly worm-free.
“I haven’t heard any complaints about it,” AWC junior Tyler Otto said only slightly joking. “Everybody liked it. If they didn’t, they sure didn’t tell me.”
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