Cat Hole

(Photograph copyright 2010 by Dan Routh)

My Grandfather’s house is across the road from mine. Beside the old house are several intact outbuildings, including a smoke-house. In the corner of the smoke-house door is a cat hole, which allows felines to enter at their leisure and helps keep down the rodent population.

My Grandfather was a Hunter


For the past few weeks as the weather has been pretty nasty for North Carolina, I’ve been shooting objects on an old table in my den. These are very eclectic things for the most part and some of them have special meanings only for me. Today the images are of a box of cartridges and a hand-made turkey call that belonged to my Grandfather. I’ve mentioned the problems we’ve had with poachers around our farm lately on this blog, but I don’t want to give the impression that I don’t like hunters. On the contrary, I have great respect for hunters, real hunters. Living during the Great Depression, my Grandfather was a real hunter and fisherman. He ate what he killed, he hit what he shot at, he respected other people’s property, and he never took more than he needed for his family. I just wish the guys riding around my house at night could be more like him.

(Photographs copyright 2010 by Dan Routh)

Afternoon at RCC

Yesterday I had the pleasure of spending the afternoon at Randolph Community College in Asheboro North Carolina. Along with agency owner Dave McLean and designer Crystal Staley, I was invited to critique student projects. The projects were collaborations between photography and design students to produce an ad campaign or body of commercial design work for a potential client using design and photography together. I was pleasantly surprised and impressed at the level of work that the students produced; they were all wonderful. This speaks well of the quality of the students at RCC and volumes about the job the faculty is doing. All i can say is “well done”.