I promised myself that when I quit my second job I would shoot more, start yoga, develop my website — and write on this blog.
Alas, exercise is the first to go. But I have done more shooting, though winter is by far my least favorite season. We seem to be having more foggy mornings than usual and I dragged myself to the the river to capture it.
Just these past few days I went to visit the herd where they had conveniently positioned themselves close to the highway. They are shaggy and intent on grazing and all look well but for one skinny mare who is nursing a strong, healthy colt. I had forgotten how quiet it can be out there and how much I missed it. It is lonesome, harsh and beautiful.
But my jewel of the week is the eastern face of Heart Mountain (also spelled Hart, but it doesn’t feel right). This local little peak has been shot time and time again by locals, but I wanted something unique of my own. It has been a challenge to find a creative composition of it, but I believe I have accomplished it, at least to my own satisfaction. It reminds me a bit of Chinese landscape art, with the diagonal lines and the cloud bank about to swallow the peak. I was aware of it at the time I took the shot, but couldn’t identify it in words. That’s the power of images. They give us time that we don’t have.
More Time
I promised myself that when I quit my second job I would shoot more, start yoga, develop my website — and write on this blog.
Alas, exercise is the first to go. But I have done more shooting, though winter is by far my least favorite season. We seem to be having more foggy mornings than usual and I dragged myself to the the river to capture it.
Just these past few days I went to visit the herd where they had conveniently positioned themselves close to the highway. They are shaggy and intent on grazing and all look well but for one skinny mare who is nursing a strong, healthy colt. I had forgotten how quiet it can be out there and how much I missed it. It is lonesome, harsh and beautiful.
But my jewel of the week is the eastern face of Heart Mountain (also spelled Hart, but it doesn’t feel right). This local little peak has been shot time and time again by locals, but I wanted something unique of my own. It has been a challenge to find a creative composition of it, but I believe I have accomplished it, at least to my own satisfaction. It reminds me a bit of Chinese landscape art, with the diagonal lines and the cloud bank about to swallow the peak. I was aware of it at the time I took the shot, but couldn’t identify it in words. That’s the power of images. They give us time that we don’t have.