You may have seen the wonderful movie, “A River Runs Through It”, from the book by Norman Maclean. In it, a young Paul takes his essay assignment from school to his pastor father for approval. The father reads it, crumples it up, and says it needs to be shorter. So Paul tries again. And again his father say it’s too long. After several tries, the father finally gives his nod of approval and says, “Now you can go out and play.”

“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river that runs through it. On some of the timeless rocks are raindrops . Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.” - Norman Maclean


We live in a world crowded with words. Some say a picture is worth maybe a thousand words, but when I’m taking pictures, the world of words changes. Maybe when you browse my photos at least a few of them will open a world of the senses, where the words are hidden.


I have worked real jobs as a fisheries biologist and as a quality analyst in the world’s largest continuous brewery. Right now, I’m not employed and have permission to go out and play. I've persued photography as a serious interest for over 10 years. Working with the old film cameras from the ’40’s and 50’s was an interest early on, and a few of the photos in my galleries are from those older cameras. The flexibility of modern digital cameras is undeniable. My current cameras are a Canon DSLRs.

My dad was a Pontiac man.

(If you would like to contact me, my email is rrouch@earthlink.net )