During my well-traveled, decades-long career as a photojournalist, I was always focused on the assignment at hand. But the creative right side of my brain was constantly noticing images that had nothing to do with the straightforward coverage of the story I was working on. They became what I considered to be “personal pictures”. These were the photographs I shot for myself, which as it turned out, gave me more internal satisfaction than just about anything else I photographed. Probably because they were uniquely my own point of view

I realized it was always a certain kind of image that caught my eye. These photographs all had something in common that was hard to pinpoint at first, but I knew it when I saw it. I would immediately shoot the picture before it could shift composition or disappear altogether. It eventually became clear that what attracted me visually were images that I found to be odd, strange, unexpected, unexplainable, or just plain “out of sync”.

There’s a lyric from the old Buffalo Springfield song “For What It’s Worth” that for me encapsulates the images in this show.

“There’s something happening here, But what it is ain’t exactly clear…”