Saxon Holt Photography

Aug. 15, 1914 - Jan. 12, 2011     My father died today. Micajah Quincy Holt (1914-2011). And that is the end. I guess. ::: (am i sad ?) ::: I walk into the garden, Where my father taught me. The sky is too huge Everywhere He is smiling broadly That sly warm wink “Sax, I’m here. It’s wonderful. I slipped in.” ::: We...

Retinal tears and fears of darkness, What DO I actually see ? Lightning strike laser; pain visualized, (how odd this queasy flash). The wet drops from my eye splashes my glasses, remembering the first rain and sprinkling Cotinus Grace. Update on Detached Retina It has been three weeks since I posted to Mental Seeds.  Begun with such enthusiasm.  Begun...

After the eye surgery, when I first started exploring what I could see, or not, with my left eye, I went looking for color.  The first realization that I could see anything the least bit artistically interesting was when I studied the white flower...

After retina surgery, the doctors put a nitrous oxide gas bubble into my eye.  This is just enough pressure to hold the retina in place while it heals.  The bubble is the reason my eyesight is so blurry in the left eye. Depending on how...

I have a very unusual optic nerve – my left.  I have often, rather flippantly, credited my career choice as a photographer to my optic nerve coloboma.  It has never been more than a fascinating curiosity to optometrists; until now, after the detached retina...