Several years ago, I purchased a Rolleiflex camera and fell in love with the simplicity of its operation and crisp images. As I fit photography into a busy life, looking through the Rolleiflex viewfinder has been a way to pause and consider the subject at hand. Viewing the subject at a 90° angle is less obtrusive. The lens captures the verisimilitude lost in peripheral vision on site.
After living in Minnesota for a lifetime, drives around the state inevitably raise stories about family and events. The following images are from locales with memory and meaning. The family farm my husband’s grandfather bought in 1879. Iconic lakes and cabins of the North Woods. Water respites sandwiched into our own urban neighborhood. A craftsman at work in a small town.