Eastern Nevada

 We just returned home from a two week camping trip to Nevada. We have made many tips out west over the years to photograph and camp but never really spent much time in Nevada.  It is a big state with lots of empty land to explore. You can drive for hundreds of miles and never see another car or a town. We could get lost in the vast landscape and stop and pitch our tent most anywhere we wanted.  Most of the state is owned by the BLM - Bureau of Land Management, so you are free to hike and camp anywhere you please. Nevada is mostly a mining state and there are many old abandoned mining towns with ruins from the days of the gold and silver mines.  I made this image in the eastern part of the state and Cathedral Gorge State Park. It is a fascinating place with slot canyons with a moon like landscape. If are an exploring type of person and like quiet and remote areas you will enjoy what Nevada has to offer.  It is a place to get away and clear the mind and to be in a location that is desolate and void of people. It is a good to occasionally off load the concerns of today and reconnect with the things that really matter in life, and for me a place like Nevada is where I go. 

"This image does nothing for me" was the reply - Recognition

    Visual artists are always in the pursuit of discovery and seeing the ordinary in a new way.  How we present our vision or interpretation of a subject to viewer has changed considerably in recent years.  Recognition for a visual artist is essential. How their work is received by the viewing public can impact the direction their work takes, but should it?  I have had a photographer friend for a number of years that I have shared new images with. We both have sent each other images over the years and try to give an honest critique.  I sent him this image recently and the only reply was " This image does nothing for me".  A bit harsh with no explanation.  This got me to thinking how important recognition is for a visual artist and how their work is displayed and viewed.  Back when I was a darkroom photographer I presented my work in the environment of galleries and museums.  There would be an opening night with a gala event.  It was a time to meet and talk with the patrons and visitors, and to gain some feedback about my work.  The direct contact and interaction with the viewers at these events was a meaningful source of recognition.  I rarely do these types of shows today. The galleries and museums have become less of a source in which to view artwork.  Today we work through social media displaying our work to the world on small cellphone screens. We may reach a larger audience but the recognition is superficial without the direct contact with the viewer.  Instagram and other platforms do not provide a space for true art appreciation. Chasing the likes and comments on these sites can have a negative influence on your work if you focus too much in that area. Social media may be a good place to share some recent images of a project, but it can never represent a body of work as when viewed in the setting of distinguished gallery.

My thoughts of the above image are that I like the mysterious environment I was in when making the photograph.  Sometimes we are more inspired by the setting we were in than the image we make of it.  There are things in this image that are distracting but other parts that represents the mysterious feel of the location.  I had a direct connection to the scene where my friend ( the viewer ) in his critique did not.

It is hard to take your own advice

I have been writing in this blog for a number of years. It has never received much attention as initially desired.  I question why I take the time to write things down and post it with one of my photographic images. Possibly I am writing to myself to express the things stirring in my life or to resovle some current issue. At the start I was hoping to inspire other creative people to engage in a dialog about things of mutual interest.  Sadly few comments were ever received but that has never been a real concern for me.  Occasionally I will read a few of my older post to look back on my creative ambitions and my thoughts at the time.  I find myself taking my own advice which is sometimes hard to do. We all have a weakness with staying committed to a purpose. If you write your thoughts down and revisit them years later you can determine how committed you were to your beliefs at the time. Taking your own advice can be hard. 

I made this image yesterday while out in the swamps here in Florida. I love the cypress tree and it's intriguing root system. I often find myself resting under the shade of the trees during the mid day heat.  The song of the Mockingbird over my head and the cry of the osprey circling high above is the music in nature. 

Wondering

  I am at a crossroads with my photography.  I have spent most of my life pursuing my passion.  I am now in my 70's and realize I have a huge inventory of fine arts prints.  I devoted forty years of working in the darkroom making exhibition prints ready for display in galleries.  As the years passed by I managed to make a thousand prints all archival processed and mounted. I had little awareness of the inventory I was creating because my drive to explore and photograph was insatiable.  As photography turned to digital I continue to produce new work and make more prints.  Recently I made an assessment of my inventory and decided to eliminate about half of all the images I have created so far in my lifetime.  Something that would have been unthinkable a few years ago now made sense.  I have found that you reach an age where you can see the end and with that realization you start to think differently.  Most of life is lived with the expectation of the future and mentally you are painting a picture in your mind of what that will look like.  Photography opened a world up to me that wouldn't have been there if I never picked up a camera in my youth.  Because of the camera I have traveled to destination I never would have gone. I have met people and made lifelong friends because of photography.  Photography also comes with the burden of long dry spells of the lack of feeling inspired, but still the desire is there to create that new image.

Finding a way

 It is somewhat disturbing reading all the news of late. It seems everyone is pitted against each other. There is very little harmony in the world or the country we live in.  Mankind has always fought each other since the beginning of time, and today is no different, even if we live in a more advanced culture of technology.  America is in a state of decline and it saddens me.  We have been a light of freedom to the world and many seek what we have taken for granted everyday day of our lives.  I am in my seventies and never have gone hungry a single day in my life.  That is a blessing many of us fail to recognize because we grew up with sense of security living in a free and vibrant country.  Now we face the prospects of a new culture in America.  It is one that limits free speech and seeks to destroy the foundation of our nation. America's strength came from being the melting pot of the world with the mass immigration of the early nineteen hudreds. People came here from every corner of the world and brought with them their traditions and skills of their home land.  We quickly advanced as a country because of the mix of diverse cultures and the desire of people to pursue their dreams.  We are a democracy with a representative government providing a voice for all concerned citizens to express their views.  When you consider America being a mix of many culture and compare it to an Autocracy style of government with one ethnic group, you have to marvel at how we channeled our strengths to create this great country with abundance of personal freedoms.  Big government with central rule has never been the friend of freedom. Sorry for the political nature of this post but it seems we can't hide from the overwhelming negative atmosphere in our world and our county. " Look up and lift your heads, because your redemption draws near" Luke21:28

Quiet Days

 The past couple of years have been lived in quiet solitude.  Hiding away and spending time in nature and just observing.  Too many days have passed by with a feeling of half holding my breath out of fear, life seems different now.  The mind and spirit of a person can be altered when bombarded with negative news and a sense that nothing is of value, and that all is being lost.  Viruses, wars, racial tensions, cancel culture. gender identity, and a mix of other things that we have forced on us.  I truly believe most people are good and just and are just trying to find their way thought life like everyone else.  The world is never going to be a perfect place nor are the people living in it. 

MATTHEW 7:1-5 (NRSV) 

Do not judge, so that you may not be judged. For with the judgment you make you will be judged, and the measure you give will be the measure you get. Why do you see the speck in your neighbor’s eye, but do not notice the log in your own eye? Or how can you say to your neighbor, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ while the log is in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your neighbor’s eye.

Steve the walker

 

I was driving down the road a couple of days ago on my way to photograph in a nearby swamp when I spotted this guy walking.  I quickly did a u-turn and went back to talk with him. His name is Steve Fugate and he has been walking non stop for over twenty years.  He has crossed the country six times and has logged more than 46.000 miles on foot.  His journey started with the tragic lost of his son and then his daughter.  He takes his message of Enjoy Life by foot across the country.  His story can be found with a google search of his name.  Here is a video about him that was made over 12 years ago. https://vimeo.com/10692512