Photography

  • Scanning

    Charmed childgrowing up on a Michigan beach,I stand on wind-built dunesand scan for whales,    for Russian subs,    for drowning victims…     for an adventure    and an extrordinary life. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Boots and Pants

    Boots and pantsand boots and pantsand pigs and batsand pigs and batsand glutes and latsand glutes and latsand wings and flapsand wings and flapsand maps and chartsand maps and chartsand fits and startsand…         …fits and startsand hearts and… Continue reading

  • Absence

    Life fills with absences,mostly unexcused.Why-ever you left,I don't recall signing the slip:    anger? fear? boredom?    distraction? inertia? death? Life is Swiss cheesewithout you. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Remembering

    i sit at a windowin the restauranton the 20th floor of my nyc hotel    cold, february night    snow piles in gutters below    frozen streets reflect homeward headlights i look down on the 9/11 memorial park    two… Continue reading

  • 5th Ave., February

    New York City,held tonight in winter's fat paws,going nowhere. The lions freeze solidon the library steps. Cats breath rises from street grates,wraps in ice each twig,car antennae,pigeon feather,rat's tail. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • How to Build Hell

    Erect lots of barriers.Shut people out.Convince ourselves it's us vs. them.Imagine we are under attack.Inflame our mutual paranoia.Entertain no viewpoint but our own. Hey,not quite the kingdom Jesus imagined for us,but our fearful superioritywill just have to substitute. Text and… Continue reading

  • Monkeys

    A group of monkeys,typing randomly in a room,will eventuallytype these words,exactly as I am doing now. <sigh> Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Winter Meal

    Beyond these windows,just two feet from me,the temperature is five below. Incidental flakes sift downunenthusiastically;this meager snow's merely the side dish,lightly tossed. The cold's the main thing,the entree:a big slab of frigid, served raw,biting back. And for dessert?A slice of… Continue reading

  • Conviction

    Let your doubts be known,    embrace them,    articulate them,but find your convictions as well,    embrace them,    articulate them. The paradoxical beauty of the holy lifeis having permission to stand firmwhile losing the need to be right. Text and… Continue reading

  • The Moment

    How is itwe find such truthin nakedness,in union? [which makes familiar our essential strangeness] What is it about the moment,    transcendent,    fleeting,    holy? Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading