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“Design in art, is a recognition of the relation between various things, various elements in the creative flux. You can’t invent a design. You recognize it, in the fourth dimension. That is, with your blood and your bones, as well as with your eyes.”
D. H. LAWRENCE
In case you’re wondering, this is a street grate with a small branch and pebble trapped within it’s arms.
“The white people, who are trying to make us over into their image, they want us to be what they call “assimilated,” bringing the Indians into the mainstream and destroying our own way of life and our own cultural patterns. They believe we should be contented like those whose concept of happiness is materialistic and greedy, which is very different from our way.
From the 1927 Grand Council of American Indians
We want freedom from the white man rather than to be intergrated. We don’t want any part of the establishment, we want to be free to raise our children in our religion, in our ways, to be able to hunt and fish and live in peace. We don’t want power, we don’t want to be congressmen, or bankers….we want to be ourselves. We want to have our heritage, because we are the owners of this land and because we belong here.
The white man says, there is freedom and justice for all. We have had “freedom and justice,” and that is why we have been almost exterminated. We shall not forget this.”
We photographers seem to find the darndest of things to place in our viewfinders.
It’s a matter of looking.
As I promised here are more images of those trees I discovered. I am going to call them my trees even though there is no way I can ever own them as a material thing. As long as they are alive they will belong to all of us for our enjoyment.
I found this Catholic church while on a walk during one of our overnights. Anytime I see stained glass windows from the outside I want to venture inside. It was mid-afternoon and no one was there, just silence. I like silence so I found a pew in the back row, made the sign of the cross and sat down for some quiet time. After a few minutes I heard someone walking around behind me. With my eyes still closed, I felt a light tap on my shoulder and a voice saying, “Excuse me, brother. My name is Lloyd.” I turned around and looked into the eyes of a homeless man. He apologized for interrupting my quiet meditation, then proceeded to tell me he was unemployed and needing money. As he left I watched as he stepped into an elevator off to the side. He seemed to know that church. Anyway, I found my much needed quiet time and met Lloyd. Hope you are enjoying your Sunday.
Scattered on the eastern plains are windmills or windpumps. A problem facing farms and ranches on the plains was providing a satisfactory supply of water for their cattle. These windpumps are used on farms and ranches in the central plains and South West of the United States. The farm wind pump was invented by Daniel Halladay in 1854. Eventually steel blades and steel towers replaced wooden construction, and at their peak in 1930, an estimated 600,000 units were in use. The multi-bladed wind turbine atop a lattice tower made of wood or steel hence became, for many years, a fixture of the landscape throughout rural America. This year marks the 156th anniversary of the first commercially operated windmills.
“Of one thing we can be sure: our own future is inseparable from the larger community that brought us into being and which sustains us in every expression of our human quality of life, in our aesthetic and emotional sensitivities, our intellectual perceptions, our sense of the divine, as well as in our physical nourishment and bodily healing.”
Thomas Berry
I found these two trees last night just north of Denver International Airport. If you look closely you can see the Rocky Mountains off in the distance. You will probably see more images of them.
“As the natural world diminishes in its splendor, so human life diminishes in its fulfillment of both the physical and the spiritual aspects of our being.”
Thomas Berry
This image is an example where the G12 works for me. Quickly capturing the moment was not needed, so I had plenty of time to compose and press the shutter button. I have this awesome lake to walk around at my apartment complex for exercise. It is much more enjoyable to take this walk while toting the G12 than the D300. 🙂 I like how the water level was just to the top of the rock and creating the small swirl just to the side of the grass.