
Plates, mugs, teapots, bowls, the things of every day life. Forms which have followed us through the centuries, nearly unchanged. Forms that are a reflection of ourselves, our ancestors, our past.

Playing jazz on his sax, this man was sitting beside the river on a cement bench late in the afternoon. At first he was alone. Then his dog jumped up beside him. It was my first day out trying an old manual focus lens: the 105mm f2.5 Ai-S.