Since 1975 I have walked the various trails on the campus of Haverford College, observing and photographing details and vistas of this environment. On a given day my interest may be the warm light of dusk. At other times the surprising shapes of trees, tangled stems, or the burst of intensely colored brush. Although these elements attract initial attention, the process goes further, to a personalization of the image that moves from what the object is, to an interpretation into a self-contained image. I am interested in an image that simultaneously refers to the landscape, yet engages the visual elements of spatial complexity and dynamic light modulations. Tom Porett
Photography by Tom Porett
Musset, autumn-poet, poet of the mute
October dawn, the light without a lifting,
A pallid memory of summer suns, a fragile
drifting
Scarlet down upon the severed root;
Tony Amsterdam
Bryn Mawr/Haverford Revue, May, 1956
I love you Jo, with all my heart.
“You silly boy,” she said.
I hung my head.
“You foolish little clown.”
She minced away.
I counted seven dainty steps,
And then I shot her down.
Hans Englehardt
Bryn Mawr/Haverford Revue, May, 1956
The statues among the living
Those in instant places
Blend in the high branches
Filling the picture a far field off.
It is not the loss of hope that condemns
man it is
The loss of need.
Mather Feick
Bryn Mawr/Haverford Revue, Feb., 1957