I would run around in a circle and listen to the sounds of the tennis courts. Then one day the trees are gone and all that is left is open land. With cold everywhere I saw dark lines of metal against blue sky so i started to take pictures.
Back View Winter 2010
Back View Winter 2009
Fourth of July 2010
August 1st 2010
Spring 2010. Putting on the roof
Late winter 2010. Very cold work.
Late 2009. My favorite body of work is the black and white images
The body of man achieves what the mind of man believes.
The sounds of the tennis court stay with my memory.
I can hear those sounds tonight.