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Sunlight, Escalante River Canyon. © Copyright 2012 G Dan Mitchell – all rights reserved.
A beam of sunlight on trees and red rock in the canyon of the Escalante River.
On this trip eastward across Southern Utah we came across this lovely section of the Escalante River at just about the perfect moment. We had just made our obligatory stop at the Kiva Koffeehouse — perhaps the most improbably-located such place I’ve ever visited — and were back on the road, making the short descent to the crossing of this river before the road rises to along Calf Creek to pass along Hell’s Backbone. It was October, and the trees along the valley were just turning autumn colors, and clouds were sending beams of light across the landscape.
I’ve visited and photographed along the Escalante several times, generally walking down into the canyon and wandering slowly, my preferred mode. Yet driving though this section always seems magical, too, and every time I cross the river here I think of those other places I’ve visited along its route. Heck, I’m thinking of them again as I write this!
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G Dan Mitchell is a California photographer and visual opportunist. His book, “California’s Fall Color: A Photographer’s Guide to Autumn in the Sierra” is available from Heyday Books and Amazon.
The reports to the police had one thing in common with the circus act involving an improbable number of clowns emerging from a small car.
They just kept coming, and coming, and coming, across multiple states. Clowns in vans. Clowns in the woods. Clowns lurking in the shadows. Clowns chasing people or doing crimes.
Arch and Shadows. © Copyright 2012 G Dan Mitchell – all rights reserved. A Utah red rock country arch in a shadowed canyon.
It can seem that improbable features like this are everywhere in Southern Utah. While many are familiar from national parks like Zion and Arches, similar features are found in less accessible places, and if you poke around enough you can experience them in relative quiet and solitude. I've wondered why it is this way in Utah, and I think there are several explanations including that such features really are quite common, and some that warrant national park status are in non-park areas for reasons including uneasy compromises with extractive industries.
A group of us wandered into a lovely canyon, inauspicious at the start but with sandstone walls that soon began to tower and close us in from the world beyond. These are intimate places, where your awareness is mostly confined to the space between the canyon bends in front of and behind you, and where the quiet is only broken by the an occasional birdsong and by the gentle sounds of water.
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G Dan Mitchell is a California photographer and visual opportunist. His book, “California’s Fall Color: A Photographer’s Guide to Autumn in the Sierra” is available from Heyday Books and Amazon.
What is seen here, above the waterline, is only the top part of the church. Read below of the planned demolition of the church, the public pressure for its survival and the improbable solution.
The church was built in classical style for the Normanton Hall estate on the site of a 14th-century building. Except for the tower, the medieval church was rebuilt in 1764 by Sir Gilbert Heathcote, 3rd Baronet.
The church was de-consecrated in 1970, and was to have been demolished as part of the reservoir construction, as its floor was below the proposed water level. Following a public outcry, the lower half was filled with stone and rubble, and a concrete cap constructed just below the level of the windows. An embankment was built around the church leaving it a prominent feature on the water's edge.
Nether Hambleton – also called ‘the lost village’ – is now under the water, a small community of houses and farms abandoned forever and frozen in time.
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Gallito de Agua / Northern Jacana ( Jacana spinosa )
status en RD Residente no común (Rnc) / No Common Resident
*Behold the resplendent Northern Jacana (Jacana spinosa), captured with artistic mastery on the 4th of February, 2023, amidst the serene grounds of Hacienda Estrella in the Dominican Republic. Like a vision transported from a naturalist's dream, this avian marvel is adorned in plumage of lustrous gold and earthy brown, crowned with a striking black and yellow frontal shield—a herald of its unique elegance.*
*Pray, cast thine eyes upon its most curious appendages—those elongated toes which bespeak a tale most wondrous. These remarkable feet, spanning an improbable length, confer upon the Jacana its moniker, the “Jesus bird,” for it appears to tread miraculously upon the water's surface. In truth, its spindly toes distribute its weight with finesse, allowing it to traverse the aquatic tapestry of lily pads and vegetation that adorn its habitat.*
*A creature of singular grace, the Northern Jacana is a testament to the ingenuity of the natural world, where beauty and function entwine in harmony. Were such a being to grace the parlours and salons of Victorian naturalists, it would surely inspire a thousand odes and scientific treatises alike.*
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En exposition jusqu'au 30 Mars au 14èmes Rencontres de Création Contemporaine de Martigues
Le coup de projecteur sur l'oeuvre de Marie-Hélène Barreau Montbazet :
Un tableau particulièrement riche en nuances et subtilités, graphismes drapés, effets de matières, camaïeux, jeux de profondeurs, de lumières tamisées. Une mosaïque harmonieuse de patterns graphiques. On aperçoit subrepticement une grille linéaire sur l'ensemble de la composition, des passages rythmiques et chromatiques très doux, fondus, une structure poétique, mystérieuse. Dans la partie droite du tableau, le contour d'une partie du fameux dessin de martien ressurgit (le quart de la tête et un œil). Des silhouettes à la fois proches et distantes, silencieuses, déshumanisées. On perçoit l'humain mais pas l'être. On devine des branches d'arbre, les vestiges d'un cadre extérieur urbain, une vacuité paradoxale, assez froide. Fusion, confusion, unité dans la dualité, indifférences, manques. La même thématique latente des croisements humains sans rencontres, l'absence entre les lignes. Un tableau magnifique qui dénonce une forme de déshumanisation de la société, un monde fermé en manque de chaleur humaine, d'affect, des ombres en partance presque robotisées . C'est dans les tracés, les graphismes, que se trouve la sensibilité, l'émotion, pas dans les personnes.