I am me. I know who I am. I didn’t always. Why does it take so long to find out? Does it for everybody? Surfing the waves of my memory I can point to events that forged the earlier version of me. Would changing those events make me different now. Probably. Would I want to… no. I am me.
Lost in Reflection At the water's edge True self revealed deep within Lost in reflection
I processed this one the other day. I really liked the combination of the colors. I think there is more to this image, but it is still rumbling around in my head. I stayed up late last night attempting to capture the Perseid meteors which did not go as well as planned. More on that adventure later…
It was a long day at work. One of those days where you are constantly running around but not really accomplishing anything. Where you are being pulled from one small problem to the next. Where your list of projects mockingly calls at you, knowing you will not get to it… yeah, one of those days.
Getting home later than usual doesn’t bother me, the fresh wave of heat and humidity does. After dinner I was not thinking of going back out there, into the sauna, for a few “pictures”. I sat down on the couch and picked up Rick Sammon’s book, the one I mentioned a while ago that I had started. I didn’t get very far into the next chapter when I read a passage about landscape photographers. It hit home.
Always around sunrises and sunsets I keep looking out the windows (actually the time leading up to those events), trying to gauge if I should or shouldn’t go chasing the light. I don’t know why I have these internal struggles. I forget you have to be out there and experience the light in order to capture it. Go! Just go out there and let your eye wander. Point the camera at anything that interests you. Rick’s passage in his book reminded me…
One glance to the west and I knew the sunset was going to be one to watch. I didn’t need to photograph it, I needed to experience it, and if I happen to capture an image… bonus! I headed down to Bellamy Harbor…
Bellamy Harbor has not been a sunrise destination for me in quite a while. After the city placed the fences around the canal control gates I didn’t want to up my frustration for the missing harbor view. I get it. I understand why. Still annoys me.
I did go Saturday morning though. I was half hoping the fences would be down (they are not). Maybe there would be a way for me to get my favorite view of the harbor (there is not). I’m sure there is another view that will be “the view” (nope).
I still enjoyed my time at the park but it was related to being there. The sound of the water rushing over the spillway. The call of the ducks as they paddled through the water. The rustle of leaves in the trees. Aaahhh! Good morning…
Sunrise Blues Mornings unhindered A state of serenity Hear the sunrise blues
The walks around the building during lunch work wonders for me (although, I’m OK with a good power nap too). I get out of the cubicle and away from everything work related. The feel of the sun on my face powers me up for the rest of the day. I could try and say I’m getting exercise but I’m not really walking much, I’m exploring the grass/weeds/overgrowth at the edges of the parking lot.
I watch a few other friends as they are doing laps. They have a different purpose for their walk. Definitely out there for the exercise, passing me almost on a timed schedule. Good for them though! Too many other people are still in the office working through lunch. I want to yell at them, “Take a break!”, but they have to learn the lesson on their own.
My walk is slow, generally only once around, because I am exploring, searching for that over-looked subject to focus my lens. I find the things other walkers don’t see. I walk and I am attuned to the colors, the play of light and shadow. When I see it, I capture its image. This one said, “Find me”…
I am in double trouble.
Since I have been on this journey of photography I see the world around me differently. Images appear everywhere I look. Driving the car can be interesting as I am constantly seeing new opportunities for my camera. The way the light is falling on a tree or the color of the sky as the sun rushes toward the horizon.
Now words are coming out too. I have used the titles of my images to convey a little more about each image. It might have been a thought or feeling as I took the image, or they might come after as I’m processing. Lately, more words have been coming out and yesterday I needed to stop along the way to work to record a few that kept playing in my head…
Hidden beneath the surface Never quite awake A thought, a feeling Waiting to escape Held in reserve For fear of rejection This part of me So long forgotten Your words reached within And untied the knots The spirit set free To soar now unbound What heights will be reached The limit is endless My story unfolds The future yet written.
As long as I have been going to Delta Lake to photograph the views I have been drawn to this tree. I have captured its image throughout the seasons. I never understood why this tree held my focus until I realized, the tree is me…
Sentinel Stoic in the wind Sentinel to the water Lake dreams unfurled
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