Category: ekphrastic

Hoax Jokes

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The earth was flat
When the moon landing hoax took place
No stars can be seen Neil.
All the evidence I need.

As is the case with so many things, when humans don’t understand something. We use our limited reasoning power to restructure puzzle pieces to fit within our frame. It keeps us comfortable. Keeping a true “open mind” sometimes means the top of our heads remain off regardless of how much it hurts. Right now we are all thinking of the “other guy” who needs this advice. The ironiest of ironies.
NOTE: The absence of “stars” in the moon landing photos has more to do with the limited nature of cameras. It is not evidence of stars not being there (like on a stage). Ansel Adam’s “expose for the highlights” means maintain editable information for your brightest light source within the frame. The strongest light value on the moon IS the moon’s surface which means muted values of stars will not be picked up. It has nothing to do with stops or shutter. It is simply the limitation of the camera.

Something simple and lovely: https://www.facebook.com/mark.wade.902/videos/149766570684881



Sudden is Life

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In general.
Nothing changes. Everything changes.
Everything stays the same. Nothing stays the same.
Everything happens for a reason.
Except time and chance.

Since May, I’ve lost most of the mobility in my right arm. “Frozen shoulder” they call it, with rotator cuff issues. The pain teaches me limitations. Limitations are ignored while sleeping, so in pain I wake up throughout the night. The evidence of most painkillers’ association with memory/cognitive decline keeps me away from those. So, it’s ginger tea or turmeric. Physical therapy is “thawing” out the issue. My Orthopedic Doc will likely shoot me up with cortisone to speed up the process.
With that, I recognize what a blessed world I live in. I get to go see doctors who will help me. We see a disease that would have killed countless millions 100 years ago and we fight it. There seems to be an “expectation of perfection” in society these days, from all sides. All of us are fallible and yet sides are drawn? Like it or not, we are not divided. My body is made from the same earth/cosmos born material as everyone elses. We all share this.
We all share the same moon. We are all part of the same river. The water in our bodies once supported fish in a great ocean.
Like it or not, we are all one.

Cover Photo; “Blue Forest Starlings” – Available Print: https://bluemarblephotography.smugmug.com/Photographs/Black-Birds-Crows-Swallows/i-cqhr3fn/A

Studio Dumping:
After years of exhibitions, it’s time to clear out the studio. These prints are poster mounted to keep costs down to move them out of the studio. Drop me a line if interested.

Red Sky Falling

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The incidence of the angle to the sun
Relative to the distance
The minor variance
Affecting the whole of our world

Glancing at Venus
Conversing with the moon
Behind the cloud
The red of sun
Splashed for ambience

We’re entering
The dark sector
Of revolution and rotation
A cosmic wonder

My thought
“Days are getting shorter”
Is an insult
To the reality of this grandeur

I’ve been so busy with “stuff” and have had few opportunities to create images. My heart fell when I witnessed such a beautiful sight last night. The moon and Venus (or Mercury?) claiming a stupendous “good night” to the day’s end. I could only appreciate it in passing. Responsibilities. Soon the blackbirds will return to the lake in their murmurations. I must make time for this.

©2021 Mark Steven Wade – Available Prints

Red Sky Closing

Bunny Love

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Little rabbit
Lives in the dirt
Little rabbit
Has no shirt….or
Is named Bert or Gert
Appears quite pert
Loves to eat vert?

Yeah
All those rhymes

A facebook friend asked if I make photos of rabbits (she loves bunnies). Mostly I don’t. So I made her this manipulation.

Here’s what it feels like to walk the woods:

Is Too Far A Waste of Time?

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Perhaps I have ADHD, ADD, WXYZ, or something, I don’t know. We know that when we endeavor into an artistic genre, we will aim at “traditional.” Once that is known (fully or otherwise) sometimes we ask ourselves, “what can I do with this? It’s nice, but how do I make it my own?” Our thinking drifts in and out of ideas. So how do we work it out?
For me, the first step is to take it too far. Sometime that works, sometimes not. When I first started using intentional camera movements in my work, I was elated! My assistant reviewed some of my work and honestly stated, ” it hurts my eyes.” With that, I came to understand that something new and exhilarating to me is meaningless if it does not convey a meaningful message to the viewer.
It was not failure, it was learning and with learning comes maturity.
So here we are again. The decision to gear up for bird photography in February has brought me here. Processing a color image, save, process a B&W rendering, save, process a B&W image and remove the colors that make the water go to black. Stack that black image over the color and reveal the color through masking.
Kitsch? Perhaps. But I will embrace kitsch if it leads me to new knowledge. Anyway, it makes for an interesting desktop background.
During this process of editing and video creation I have come to remember why I love photography so much. A few hours spent outside of myself. No cares of the world bearing down on me. Looking for beauty and story. What a lovely privilege. Watching and appreciating nature is a treasure to the heart.
In all of that discovery, I see the direction to go. To explore and work. To fail and succeed. To live.

Finding the Light

It is the telling
That wears us out
So we run to places
Where semblances
Of light
Still reside

The gold of morning
Gives us hope.
There is no talking here
Only instinct
And the basic will
To survive.

A place for flight
And grace
Strength and weakness.
It waits for no one
And moves through us all.

An unending story
Waiting to unfold
Waiting
To be told.