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Moss, Fern, Forrest, Bunker

Saturday, June 20th, 2009

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Came upon this scene while hiking in Oregon’s Ecola State Park, near Indian Beach.  It’s an old concrete bunker built during World War II high on a cliff-top, overlooking the Pacific Ocean.  It once housed radar equipment used to search the north-pacific skies for approaching enemy aircraft.

Long deserted, it now stands quietly amid moss, fern, and forest as a testament to turbulent times.

Being Oregon’s coast, the day was speckled with fog.  The greens of the forest were almost surreal.  The dappled light reaching this scene was nicely diffused.  The fog acted as a giant, photographic soft box in the sky, rendering mostly even light across this scene.

Let’s Get Grounded!

Saturday, June 13th, 2009

The Art of Seeing: part I, Introduction
Photographic Evolution Series

This next set of essays will focus (excuse the pun) on what makes a good photograph, well . . . good.

We’ll discuss the new-age question of getting it right in camera as opposed to fixing it later, in your image-processing software. Also, we’ll consider a topic near and dear to the heart of photo-viewers everywhere: what makes a photograph interesting? We’ll explore several key methods to improve your photographs.

If you succeed in harnessing these techniques, your audience will thank you and may even ask to see more of your images. Imagine that! To be asked for more photos instead of having to pursue your audience with baying hounds until they submit.

As camera people, there are steps we can take to better facilitate the image-sharing process. Like so many things in life, most of these steps are mental exercises. Although not excruciating, they will require some commitment to master – to become reflex. Developing these reflexes is the single most important process to budding photographers. It will become their foundation, their grounding.

Photography is much more than point-and-shoot. When pointing our camera at a subject, the simple act of releasing the shutter doesn’t guarantee a captured slice of reality. Cameras compress three dimensional scenes into boxed, two dimensional images. Spatial relationships are altered and dynamic scenes can be rendered flat, with diminished perceived depth.

Cameras may be limited in what detail and perspective they can capture, but the human mind is not. Ansel Adams, a master image maker from the Black and White genre, recognized the shortfall of photographic capture equipment. He devised a regimented workflow from pre-capture visualization to post-capture processing. His entire workflow existed to infuse the image with a sense of energy that had originally attracted him to the scene. It was Adam’s mind that made his work stellar, not his equipment.

So, in the next several essays, let’s explore the art of seeing. We’ll talk about baby-steps to better photography, “Rules” of composition, and defining your subject. We’ll discuss why and how to simplify your subject. We’ll also blueprint a sure-fire way to draw a more favorable response from your viewing audience.

Not everybody raising a camera to their eye is an artist. This may be true; however, anyone who desires to take better pictures can do so. It requires only a commitment to learn and a little practice.

As always, I like to keep things light. I’m easily bored when material gets too dry, so be forewarned! I’ll likely take a jab-or-two at your funny bone as merrily we roll along.

Stay Tuned,
-Mike.

Memorial Day, 2009

Wednesday, June 10th, 2009

Living Witness
Originally uploaded by FoxPhoto

Each Memorial Day weekend, my family takes a road trip to visit several small-city cemeteries spread across rural, central Utah. My wife comes from a very connected family with strong, inspiring roots in Utah’s pioneer heritage.

It’s common to find other family members (aunts, uncles, cousins, or more distant relatives) also visiting these gravesites. Often, it’s like a miniature, impromptu family reunion!

Several years ago at the Ephraim city cemetery, I happened upon a tombstone that I thought remarkable. Not due to shape, size, color, or age, but due to content . . .

The headstone contains the name of a husband and wife, including all their vital data: birth dates, marriage date, and such. But, I found no mention of death dates for either husband or wife. I expect they are still living.

In a post on a prior blog I once ran, I made mention that this may be the ultimate in planning ahead. I teased about doing the same. I suggested I may start a family tradition. I could take my family to my future gravesite each Memorial Day to insure the tradition becomes deep rooted (excuse the pun).

Well, time passes and now I have a new hobby. Each Memorial Day, I photograph this headstone. The above image is my favorite from this year’s batch.

Motivated by several of the photo essays I’ve recently published, I was determined to work this subject to better distill its essence and convey an appropriate mood.

This year, I was fortunate to find surrounding gravesites far more colorful than in prior years. I recognized this as a significant difference and, thus, it became the essence I wanted to convey.

The task became how to incorporate the flowers on surrounding graves into my image and still demonstrate a sense of intimacy. I wanted to create a graceful, almost elegant image that would tug gently at a viewer’s heartstrings.

I’m very pleased with how beautifully this year’s image turned out. I feel it strikes an appropriate balance between reverence, intimacy, and optimism.

In fact, as I write this, I’m moved to make a gift of this image to the family. If any reader happens to know this family, please direct them to me and I will prepare a fine-art print of this image and give it to them.

Thanks,
-Mike.

Slot Canyon Photographer

Sunday, June 7th, 2009

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Nature photography is like a fraternity.  When meeting other like-minded photographers in some less-traveled site, there is an immediate sense of comradery.  So it was when making this image.

I came upon this gentleman in a little traveled slot canyon in Southern Utah’s Zion National Park.  We exchanged ideas on how to photograph this slot and ended up photographing each other photographing the slot.  His presence provided me with this unexpected bonus image.

The dark moisture markings streaking the slot’s wall are remaining seepage from the prior night’s rain.  I’ve photographed this little slot canyon on many trips to this region; however, only twice have I seen it with water and fresh seepage marks staining the walls.


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