Point Arena LighthouseI actually like this photo a lot. Though next time, I wouldn't shoot as long of an exposure, I would actually just for for a clear, crisp, vibrant shot to freeze everything.
Fog Bound...Heceta Head LighthouseThe shot that inspired me to climb up to the overlook is super dramatic, with the sun setting to the south of the light house, and the rocky coastline lit up by the sun's rays. Fog obstructed the coast and the sun, but it created an interesting halo around the white edifice. The light keeper's house, which sits down the hill out of this view, has been turned into a bed and breakfast run by the Federal Government. It would seem to be a unique, night's stay.
California Coast - CA-1/MendecinoI wished I'd written the mile marker?! The Coastal Highway has a few rest areas which are designated for overnight stays. These are by no means luxurious places, in fact they have no services at all, they are literally a rest stop. But, this is your morning view. This has been a dream of mine for a very long time. Robert Pirsig, the author of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance described these little stops in his book about a cross-country journey that ended in San Francisco. I won't go into the details now, but needless to say that book and his story were fundamental to creating the person I am today. Mr. Pirsig passed away April 24th, 2017, fitting date in many ways.
Thor's Well - Crash Into MeConfession time... This was the whole reason for this trip. Yes, creating epic images from Moab and the Grand Canyon were significant, my first pilgrimage to Yosemite was long overdue, and heading out for my "walkabout" all were part of the formula. But this, Thor's Well, this is what I wanted to capture. This is where I wanted to plant myself and just shoot and shoot and shoot...But, a funny thing happened on the way. I fell in love. We made big plans. What started as an epic motorcycle journey of the West morphed into something different, something better. And, then, it broke. I broke it. And so, when I arrived here, it felt very different. I was more cautious, and more restless. Something was missing and I couldn't focus. The water coming in at high tide was really intimidating, and I couldn't think through my manual settings quickly enough. I should have just switched it to the Aperture so I could concentrate on depth of field and let the camera do the rest. I missed most of the shots in this set, and I was really questioning this trip, and my photography. This set represents something, but I'm not sure just yet, maybe letting them sit a bit more, out here on the internet will help me understand it better.
Nothing as it seems...Thor's Well - Aftermath
Parlor Tricks...Thor's Well v2.0This is a piece of digital art. See my writing above as it relates to what a digital image is, and what digital art is. Also, don't play with Mother Nature. Rogue waves, "sneaker" waves along the coast, have no mercy. I was honestly shocked my how close people were getting to the edge. Beautiful, but not a beautiful way to die.
Lost in the blur...Cape PerpetuaIt just doesn't stop. That's why were drawn to it, that mesmerizing force; creating, tearing, rebuilding.
Whose light are you...Heceta Head LightLighthouse - Kris DelmhorstThe last ten years have been a constant emotional rollercoaster. My dad stepped out in 2007, my marriage fell apart in 2010, dogs died, my sons graduated and are making their way, and in 2012 my second brother died. In the process I've entered and exited more relationships than I should have, call it survivor's quilt, or a longing for a harbor to the ocean. In any case Kris Delmhorst has become a staple in my music collection, her voice is captivating, and her lyrics throw me to and fro my emotional range. Equally comforting and confounding, but at some point we have to be our own "lighthouse."None of this was shared to garner sympathy, these are just the facts in my life. We all have crosses to bare, these are mine.
Cape Perpetual B&WTitle says it.
Parlor tricks...No reflection. That says you have no soul, right? Wasn't that the myth of Dracula? Reflected images convey the double meaning, that's why we like them. This though is shadows, apparitions, blurs at best. The world is concrete, we're just forms drifting through...
Point Arena LighthouseThings that guide us, lighthouses and fence lines. I really like this image. I think I'd calmed back down after the hectic pace in Yosemite. Point Arena is not the furthest point west in the continental U.S., that honor belongs to Cape Mendocino a few miles north of here. But this was a subtle, yet vibrant sunset. All of the elements came together for this image.
Point Reyes - Cypress GroveAlso know as, chasing other people's pictures... This is a beautiful spot, and many incredible images have been captured here. This isn't one of them. It's good, but it's black and white because there was absolutely no depth in the color version. Sunrise and sunset, when the rays of light are nearly horizontal, and they play off the fog and water that has pooled up, that's what makes a beautiful photograph.
Venice PierPracticing patients on these shots is at moments exhilarating and frustrating, with a little trepidation thrown in. I don’t use a housing on my cameras, though I will probably invest in one soon enough.
Boca GrandeThis light, this mood, this edifice; it all felt like time was conspiring. Do we ever have enough? Do we truly appreciate it? Will we ever use it wisely? All questions I am incapable of answering, until I sink into a moment, and suddenly it just stands still.
Venice PierA depth of field image; a reminder that our focus can be controlled but our vision can accept so many possibilities.
Venice PierNot quite New Years Eve, 2018. A very different Holiday this year; I was hoping for snowy and desert scenes, but I ended up on the Gulf Coast of Florida. While it wasn’t traditional, holly and tinsel sight, it was full of the heartiness and joy that comes with spending time with family. My mother has been spending the past few winters here, and I was long overdue for sunshine, sand, and the familiarity of my parents calling my name, and the ease of helping them navigate life as it gracefully moves forward. This is a long-exposure; a 15 second image to capture that subtle roll in the ocean, and mirror the beauty that it reflects with each receding wave.
Naples PilingsA kindly repose, or that gentle reminder that all things come to an end.