Photo opportunities are always there after a fresh rain. All we have to do is get out there.
Fresh Rain
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Handicapped Parking
I think this sign has been here for a while.
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Happy Thanksgiving
Happy Thanksgiving ‘Tis a time to be thankful for all that we have, even if it is not very much. For me I can say I’m thankful because I’m healthy, game-fully employed, have a wonderful family. I can even say I have some great friends or at least 2 that I know of. I’ve also got $20 in my pocket, half a tank of gas in the car and my internet bill is paid (for this month). Right now I’m in Phoenix with my parents and my two sisters and a darn cool brother-in-law. So, there is much to be thankful for.
But not everyone is as thankful. There are those who have no food, no home, no family, no job, no money. Or maybe they’re in some outpost in Iraq or dealing with a death in the family. For me this is also a time to remember them. I can’t help all of them but will reach out to those I can. I hope we don’t quickly forget those in need and then move on to our next helping of turkey or take that first piece of pumpkin pie? What is it we can do for those in need?
Now, as for these guys above in the above image, I don’t think they’re quite as thankful about this time of year. If you look closely you’ll notice how they seem to be edgy, checking things out, not trusting me or any one else. Each step is deliberate. Cautious. Wonder why?
I hope everyone has a Happy Thanksgiving.
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Perspective
Since I travel so much my roommate and I really don’t see each other very often. So, when an opportunity presents itself we sit down and talk or head out for a bite to eat. This past Sunday we were each stretched out on our couches and catching up on the latest news. I thought the couch was pretty comfy, so after Paul got up and wandered off I stayed for a bit longer. All of a sudden I happened to notice the shadows streaming across the floor, creating these awesome patterns. Not being one to waste shadows and light I grabbed the camera and laid down on the floor below the window and took a few shots. I immediately knew I was going to like the lower perspective. But, as any photographer knows a different perspective can change the feel of the image. Yes, I had an idea! I called Paul back to the couch, asked him to help me out and took the second image. Paul is used to this sort of behavior from me. Both images are okay and each has it’s own story to tell. It’s all perspective. Wonder how many couches are used for a few winks before watching football?
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The Commonplace
“Anything that excites me for any reason, I will photograph; not searching for unusual subject matter, but making the commonplace unusual.” Edward Weston
As a photographer I will stop the car along the road, parking illegally, jump out of the car all in pursuit of some image my muse has called my attention to and must be photographed. I’ve also been known to stand in traffic for something that excites me. We photographers are not sick, just passionate, excitable, discovering the commonplace.
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My life is good
I’m healthy, I’m rich but not in a monetary way. However, I must admit there are times when things seem a bit out of focus, a little blurry, sort of like this image. I was in my hotel room and about to go to bed when I noticed my reflection in the window with the city lights as background and took a quick photo. I’m on the fifth floor so my reflection has the feeling of being suspended. I think it reflects how our lives can be at times. We are not quite rooted in present and may be a bit out there, suspended, not here nor there.
It’s not written down anywhere but my body clock has let me know that today would have been our 38th wedding anniversary. Seems so long ago, suspended, out there. It’s times like this when it’s best to turn the lights off and find time for solitude. Ground myself to the present, send out some roots.
Hope everyone is having a good weekend and enjoys their Sunday.
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Melissa
An afternoon shooting session with Melissa. What a wonderful time as a photographer. We talked prior to the session about not setting any expectations and just have fun. She instantly seemed relaxed, even though she denies it. I liked how she would move to one pose, listen to me shoot a couple of images then move right into another pose. Anyway here are some images from the session. It’s hard to believe she has two grandchildren: a one year old and a two year old. She is a beautiful woman and a beautiful grandma!
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The Color Red
In case no one noticed, I’ve been absent with posting due to travel and time constraints. So after sleeping in my own bed I headed off to the local coffee house early the next morning. I wanted to hold a warm latte in my hands while curled up in one of the big lounge chairs. I selected one of the chair where the sunshine added more warmth and read. On my way back to the apartment I noticed the fallen leaves around one of the bushes just outside the door. This is one of those images where the colors were my attraction, so out came the camera.
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Foggy Morning
This was taken a few weeks ago at the dam on a foggy morning. It has the feeling of going nowhere. However, on a positive note, today is suppose to be sunny and warm. Nice way to enjoy a day in November.
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The Carpets Gone
Almost a month ago I posted and image of these same trees where the leaves were bright gold and in the early stages of their gravitational fall to create a carpet on the ground. Within nature this process is part of the cycle of life: the leaves fall for decomposition to prepare the soil for next years growth and provide nutrients for small organisms, a world we seldom see. Three weeks later I happen to be driving by these same trees and was surprised at how quickly things changed. Not only are the trees barren of their leaves but the tree owner has raked up the carpet of leaves. I must admit to being a bit sad. In my mind I envisioned the leaves stuffed in large plastic bags hauled off to the local dump. I calmed myself by admitting those leaves may be in some compost pile and will fulfill their cycle of life.
