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When a Sequoia falls in the woods, the Earth moves. Notice that the roots (near the center of the picture) look remarkably like a big Leo.
When you're passing by Horkstow Bridge in North Lincolnshire, it would be rude not to drop by to take a quick shot.
With it being a rarity for me to be out in the dark at this time of year, I was ill prepared for this one. All I had was a flashlight and no other lighting gear. I literally stood my buddy in the centre of frame and ran behind to wave the flashlight!
When I came across this farm, I saw this photo in black and white. It made me think this is what things looked like during the dust bowl. If we don't get some good moisture soon, it will be close to the dirty 30's again.
Northwest Oklahoma USA
Well not quite it's still hot and humid, I'm really looking forward to Autumn while many of you are longing for a warm spring :-)
When you get cumulus clouds like this and the dog needs a walk, despite gale force winds sandblasting us, there's only one destination. This is eight shots rapid-fire portrait with ND4.
Not just a tree, when seen through the eyes of a photographer!
No HDR
Standing Still
Cuttin' through the darkest night in my two headlights
Trying to keep it clear, but I'm losing it here to the twilight
There's a dead end to my left, there's a burning bush to my right
You aren't in sight, you aren't in sight
Do you want me, like I want you?
Or am I standing still, beneath the darkened sky?
Or am I standing still, with the scenery flying by?
Or am I standing still, out of the corner of my eye?
Was that you passing me by?
Mothers on the stoop, boys in souped-up coupes on this hot summer night
Between fight and flight is the blind man's sight and the choice that's right
I roll the window down, feel like I'm gonna drown in this strange town
Feel broken down, I feel broken down
Do you need me, like I need you?
Or am I standing still, beneath the darkened sky?
Or am I standing still, with the scenery flying by?
Or am I standing still, out of the corner of my eye?
Was that you passing me by?
Sweet sorrow is the call tomorrow
Sweet sorrow is the call tomorrow
Do you love me, like I love you?
Or am I standing still, beneath the darkened sky?
Or am I standing still, with the scenery flying by?
Or am I standing still, out of the corner of my eye?
Was that you passing me by?
Are you passing me by? (Passing me by)
Do you want me? (Passing me by)
Do you need me, like I need you too?
And do you want me, like I want you?
Are you passing me by?
~ Jewel
When he feels like he should be having his fun
Much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really,
He has no-one...
My first shoot with Caroline was kind of a gift that keeps on giving. So many photos I'm happy with. That was a good day.
Makeup by Echo
Lyrics: Lover, You Should've Come Over by Jeff Buckley
I have always heard of dark emotions, and I even thought I knew what those things were. This month registered a whole new level of emotions that I don’t even think I realized existed. I always think I can empathize with hurting people in different situations, but nothing quite compares to being thrown into the pits yourself. I woke up the other day flooded with all these feelings, and immediately envisioned everything running into one blurred state, soon becoming the premise for this photograph. Things are definitely looking up, and the color is starting to return to the world, but for a while everything seemed pretty dark and blurred. This is one of those photographs that kept me up until it was completed, and I couldn’t be happier to have expressed my emotions in this piece. One of the best parts of being an artist is being able to use everything, even the darkest moments, for the creation of something beautiful.
I am thankful for the darkness, because without it there would be no glory in light. However, my preference is definitely to stay in the light and observe the dark from afar; understanding, but not embracing.
A note on how this was made:
This was pretty simple, time consuming but simple. I took wax and watered-down paint, and had fun running them down a windowpane. I also used some dyes to get thinner streaks of color within the paint streaks, until I was satisfied with the outcome. SUPER fun to make! I am backlit w/ natural window light in front.
Also, if you're local to AA/Detroit & want to spend a day learning from me through live shooting & editing, I'll be teaching a workshop next week; you can learn more & register here: photostudiogroup.com/workshops.html
When I leave the parking lot at the Fountain Creek Nature Center, I always look to see what is happening at the small prairie dog town just outside the lot. Here is family shot of the little critters enjoying a sunny morning a couple of days ago. I would love to get down to their eye level but they are very skittish at this location. This was shot from my favorite blind - our jeep!
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Wisteria leaves are turning yellow...
See it on Fluidr.
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From the series “Framed Realities” — where reflections confront us with echoes of identity and artifice.
There's a corner of Brussels where all styles, all times and all people rub shoulders. As I strolled through the Marolles district, eager to test my new lens, a Sigma ART f1.4 50mm, this second-hand shop window caught my eye. In the store, time is suspended, ethereal, old and bygone, but not that old... it inspired this shot.
Il existe à Bruxelles un coin où se côtoient tous les styles, tous les temps, toutes les personnes. En déambulant dans les Marolles, nom de ce quartier, impatient de tester mon nouvel objectif, un Sigma ART f1,4 50mm, cette vitrine d’un brocanteur a attiré mon regard. Dans le magasin le temps est suspendu, éthéré, vieux et passé, mais pas autant que cela… ça m’a inspiré ce cliché.
Today marks both the First Day of Spring and Psalm Sunday. Although we still have snow and it is a cold day, my spirits were warmed at Sunday morning service in Church this morning. Have a blessed day friends.
When we arrived home from our trip, two of our bathrooms were in this state. Ivar had quite the fun time and we had a huge laugh about it!
I didn't have a micro-bike, so I quickly made one, out of wire scraps.
One could argue that the bike isn't fully functional, but you can't deny the weight is down to a bare minimum...
(the size of the visible part is just shy of 7.5cm)
Soft light, calm expression, and an effortless presence. Wrapped in white and framed by warm tones, she looks completely at ease—natural, confident, and unmistakably herself.
One morning when the sky looked promising, I grabbed my gear and headed over to the Sunnyvale Community Center. One thing you can always count on here is a decent reflection. This spot is walking distance from my house and I often go here when the sky takes me by surprise. It was a colorful and intense dawn. I am hoping that we will get a few more mornings like this before the end of spring. Thanks for looking!
When the sky is clear and there's no cloud in sight, I always seem to end up shooting at the sun. I love the light flicking off the wet sand as the tide recedes. It's so beautiful, just strolling back and forth along a fresh canvas of opportunities. time flies, as does the tide. If I'm lucky, and the lens is cleanish, I'll also get the odd sunstar. Other stars is by Wooden Shjips, another great track. This beach never lets me down.