Photographic Impressionistic Illusionistic
Photography Without Rules
Silence hung in the air
Like the lingering pleasure
Of being kissed in our youth
Clouds drew tears
Condensed
From speed and compression
The chill of night
Threatened
But was ignored
We were alive
And living.
One with each other
One
With all
The living
Sequential-single frame multiple exposure dreamscape.
print: https://bluemarblephotography.smugmug.com/Photographs/Black-Birds-Crows-Swallows/i-HpCv84z/A
If not for the sake of the journey
There is little to be found in the exercise
Of expanding the mind artistically
What would be most difficult
Becomes a perceived mountain to climb
And when it becomes apparent
That perfection is a lie
We search for the next mountain to climb
What will we find next?
Are muses real? They haunt, taunt and flaunt. Revealing my weaknesses like a storefront mannequin.
I don’t believe anything I just wrote. Do I?
Relative quiet is the harbor
Away from heightened awareness
Every muscle
Is on alert
Ready to shift
To a world of constant change
No one speaks
Amid the waft of
Cigarettes and overcooked coffee
Diesel and motor-drone give way
Stow the gear
Complete the logs
Anticipation whelms every thought
Dispatch the catch
A good haul, at the right price
Tonight’s dinner eaten at a table
That does not move
The mind continues to pitch and roll
Lensbaby Zone Plate Optic
Available print (different Kelvin) : https://bluemarblephotography.smugmug.com/Lensbaby/All-Work-With-Lensbaby/i-RVtgq9G/A
Spent a morning near “dog beach” – Ocean Beach, CA.
I had visited earlier in the year to familiarize myself with a new lens.
This location empties into the ocean. Channels of rock and concrete have been constructed to direct water flow.
The channels are essentially at the end of the San Diego River.
The real estate there is under constant human pressure, but the sand bars are rich with bird life.
I noticed a sign on the south bank that indicated that parts of the channel are considered a reserve and no boat traffic is allowed. It’s interesting that a Google search does not include this area as “wildlife reserve.”
The morning was terrible for light as-per-usual. Morning cloud cover made for haze and high ISO for my little apsc camera. When this happens, you just make the adjustments and move forward. Here is what I found:
What’s more interesting is that the “reserve” has no sandbars breaching the surface. When I inspected the area, there was little wildlife activity.
I’m hoping my next trek will have some better lighting.
See you!
So small is your world
Quickly passes your lovely face
Can I catch you amid the tumult?
It has been some time that I have uploaded a new project to my Blue Marble Photography site.
This new representational project with swallows has intrigued and piqued my sense of “rising to the challenge” to make some representational images of these birds in flight.
The process pushes my camera to its limits and I’ve come to learn its limitations.
In the process, I’ve also learned to integrate with the erratic “rhythms” of these little birds. Their constant change of direction is typically a symptom of locating food, gaining a little altitude, then using that height to gain momentum onto the prey.
All the while, they incorporate small and large circles to cover the most area in he shortest amount of time.
This piece is one of my favorites. The bird is sighting in a potential meal. Look at that beautiful little face…adorable.
print: https://bluemarblephotography.smugmug.com/Photographs/Swallows/i-LSrXnMp/A
Photographic Impressionistic Illusionistic 