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Thursday, July 20, 2017

Schoodic Peninsula, Maine, July 2017

Hello from Maine's Schoodic Peninsula. I'd intended to add some new Dusk Series photos to the blog form here--and I've taken some--but this time it's the rock pools along the coast, especially at Schoodic Point, in Acadia National Park, that have filled my lens. The engagement of form and color at the heart of abstract painting is all here in the rocks. I've had a ball discovering it...



Friday, January 27, 2017

Woo Hoo!

A new edition of my book

Sitting up with the Dead
A Storied Journey through the American South 

has just been issued by Arcade Publishers. The original American edition came out in 2002, following the British edition of 2001. There's also an Audible edition from 2013, which is really fun to listen to...

Here's the cover of the new Arcade edition of 2017!

Monday, December 26, 2016

New Things

I've been neglecting The Petrograph Gallery. Apologies. The second half of 2016 has been all about words, as I've been working on my new book about Wales and the concept of hiraeth,

The Long Field: A Memoir of Wales and the Presence of Absence

It's nearly half written, but will take another year to complete. After 4 years, I'm slowly getting there. To listen to a BBC Radio 4 program about hiraeth, created by Welsh poet Mab Jones, click on this link:

The show features interviews with Welsh writers including my good friend Menna Elfyn (, as well as with me and my partner, Marguerite Harrison.

In the meantime, the Dusk Series has been turning up here and there.

On the cover of jazz drummer Tom Cohen's new album

On the cover of poet July Westhale's first collection of poetry

And featured on the cover and as a photo essay in the brand new, hot off the presses issue of

Thanks, as always, for checking the blog.

And Happy New Year / Blwydden Newydd Da to all!

Sunday, May 22, 2016

The Dusk Series: Italy

The Dusk Series continues. Marguerite and I were in Perugia and Assisi, in Umbria, Italy, in mid May, and I experimented for the first time with images in a built, rather than natural, environment. It was interesting to realize, as is the case with forests, that dusk falls at different times in cities and towns. A main square will be in daylight at 7 pm, perhaps, but a side alley will have fallen into dusk at 3 pm. "Dusk" is a malleable term.

The transitory tone of the images--the speed and rush of them--well represents the four and a half days we were in Umbria. Moving so fast, the brain doesn't catalogue details; it just holds onto memories of color, movement and form. In that context, the images seem like good analogues for travel itself. Hope you enjoy them...