My online journal where I share my interests in photography, nature, coffee life, journaling, fountain pens, bicycling, spirituality and asking deep questions.
There are two kinds of photographers: those who compose pictures and those who take them. The former work in studios. For the latter, the studio is the world…. For them, the ordinary doesn’t exist: every thing in life is a source of nourishment. – Ernst Haas
This was taken at a local nursery back in 2011. My sister was buying plants and I was looking for visual nourishment. Amazing what we can see when a camera is hanging around our necks. I don’t fit in the first class of photographers that Haas talks about, nor do I want to, but I do walk every day in the world as if it’s a studio.
Mid-morning light casting shadows at the Lory Student Center
“Rushing, rushing, rushing. We are always rushing.” Cecelia Ahern
There is no better place to watch people rushing than on campus between classes. This is one of the quieter moments at the entrance to Lory Student Center. I had gone to meet with a friend.
Morning fog shrouding the dam at Hoover Reservoir in Westerville, Ohio
“A great photograph is a distillation, a reduction of the chaos of our wider experience to a visually satisfying essence where what is excluded is as important as what is included.”David Ward
I have no clue as to why I took this image almost 10 years ago. It’s lost in time. It could have been my creative voice within or my attempt to duplicate an image I’ve seen before or the mystery it evokes or all the above. Today it makes no difference because I see this image taken almost 10 years ago with my eyes of the present moment. And, how it will speak to me in 10 years from now can only be know then.
So, what do I see now after 10 years? This image popped out to me immediately. I find this image to be very minimal as much of what could be seen is hidden within mystery. It has soft visuals line leading me into that mystery. There is someone standing on the dam seemingly lost in their thoughts, gazing into the mystery and yet there is a serene and peaceful feel to all of this. What it evokes is an awareness of how I feel much more comfort in living with mystery than I did 10 years ago. Enough rambling. Now what are your thoughts?
“If you’re to choose to paint your life today… What will it be? Remember, you’re the artist, not the canvas.” Val Uchendu
While visiting my parents we needed to make a trip to the pharmacy. My mother wanted to look for a specific color of makeup. I came across this array of nail polish and its colors. We have sunshine, clear skies and expecting more rain later today.
As I mentioned yesterday in my post we awoke to a wintry scene and cold temperatures. About 10:30 when it warmed up to 27 degrees I decided to take the camera for a walk. Wow! We still have leaves on trees but they are in the process of dropping. The past couple days has seemed like a constant scene of leaves drifting through the air. I love it! After the snowfall the leaves continued to fall as a part of their life cycle so the patterns and colors of the leaves on the fresh snow was to enticing not to take a few images. Each tree had it’s own colors and patterns to offer. Hope you enjoy!
