Wood Detail

—Wood Waves—

Have you ever noticed how a close up of wood detail looks like water waves?  At least this one does. I was working with a scan from one of my 4×5 negatives (yes, film!),  the next file I selected was a water abstract (digital) and I was struck by the similarities.
The 4×5 is a detail of a old barn. Taken many years ago when I still worked with large format cameras. I have been scanning some of these original negatives and printing from the scans. They do seem to have a rather unique quality about them even in this digital age. I do not think that one is better than the other, they are simply different ways to the expression of the artists vision. Each has its own unique look, but I am not about to revert to using a view camera and a wet darkroom. Been there….done that…not again.

Round & Round

—Gears and Wheels—

It seems that discussions in the photo world just go round and round, never stopping. The arguments surrounding the use of digital cameras and Photoshop to create images is very reminiscent of the “sound and fury” that rose up over the use of film over glass plates, color over Black & White, or for that matter, the use of a camera over a brush & paints.
How many of us today would want to go into our covered wagon and coat each frame before we exposed it?
I know that there are at least a few out there, since I know some of you personally.
But, why all the fuss? The only constant thing in the universe is change. When we stop learning and growing, some one should close the lid of our coffin since we are no longer really living.
Some 40+ years ago, when I chose Photography as my life’s work. I walked away from a career in business where I had my degree. Back to college for a degree in Arts/Photography and went into business for myself as a studio owner. In the course of my life as a professional photographer I have continuously attended classes and workshops in the latest methods and techniques. To fall behind was to lose ground to the competition and lose income as a result.
I have gone from carrying flashbulbs and film holders as an apprentice wedding photographer. To a wet darkroom processing the black and white negatives and making prints. To a color darkroom doing the same thing except with no real light. To digital cameras, Photoshop, and large format printers. The cameras have changed. The processing has changed. The printing has changed.
Most importantly, the public perception of photography has changed. Almost everyone now has a camera and the ability to make a fair to middling print. It is no longer the arcane art of the dark and smelly room. But, that is for another post.
The point being, the march of progress is unrelenting.  So, get in the parade or be left behind. Embrace the challenge of the new methods. But remember, the art comes from the artist, not the tools.

St Rt 224 Ohio

— Lace Work Lane —

This bridge, in Gilboa, Ohio,
has not been in use for years.
Blocked off from vehicle traffic,
overtaken by flowers, it is now more
photo worthy than when it was new.

It is more difficult to find good subjects
on well traveled roads
or in tourist spots particularly
if what you want is something
different. All of the easy ones have been done.
You really need to look.

Case in point:
While we were working the Area
in and around Gilboa, a lady pulls up
and gets out with her camera.
She tells us that she is
doing the same thing that we are
and we tell her”welcome”.
She takes one or two photos,
gets back into her car and leaves.
She really was not doing
the same thing that we were.
She took the easy shot, we worked at it.

Nothing good comes for free,
you need to work at it.
Find a different view, change lenses,
use diffusion,
change the white balance,
move the zoom while
using a long exposure time,
or kick the tripod
while the shutter is open.
Pretend that you are a cat..
what would you
see from that viewpoint?

if it was easy, anyone would do it.
And they probably have.

Sometimes You Get Lucky

Another from the road trip.
Driving along St Rt 224 in Ohio we looked over
just in time to see this reminder of days gone by.
Pulling the car over, jumping out, and attacking
this old bridge support with two cameras and a
variety of lenses, the two of us saved a record
of a long ago time.

I wonder what train or road went over this support.
Who used it, what were their hopes and dreams?
Did they cross this with their families?
Did the children like to play on this structure
when it was not in use and what games did they invent?

Of course, we cannot see into the past or the future.
All we have is the present moment
so let’s fill it with love and peace.

Winsome Walnut

A photo trip with my friend Charles yesterday.
Up to north-eastern Ohio.
In search of “The Old Mill Stream”, inspiration for
the song by Tell Taylor from years ago.
The OMS is in reality the Blanchard River which
seems to flood out the town of Findlay every year.

The area governments have built up park areas
along the length of the river with many scenic
areas open to the public.
This photo comes from the
Litzenberg Memorial Woods, right off St Rt 224.

It was nice to get out with a friend for a day.
And this makes a good day trip.

Barn Wall

What a busy month!
The show at Springfield Museum has been taken down.
I count it a success. Lots of great comments.
Thanks to all of you who took the time to come to see it.
I wish that I could meet you all personally.
My next scheduled show is Oct & Nov
at the Gallery at Carriage Hill Metro Park.

That gives me time to work on other projects
and to catch up on printing & shipping orders.


Oil Lamps

Always remember that we are a light for others.
They are watching.  Watching to see what we do,
how we do it, and whether or not it works.

Artists, almost by definition, are in
the business of breaking new trails.
Finding new ways to present what we see
and how we feel about it.
Sometimes our efforts work well.
Sometimes we fail.

But we are always on the edge of discovery.
That is why this profession is so much fun.
Those moments of discovery are pure bliss.

This was found / discovered
last spring at a local park.