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Water Dance: San Antonio River

Recently I was scrolling through my Lightroom library when an image, captured several years ago, caught my eye. It was a river reflecting the surrounding area shrouded in shadows. I was mesmerized and wondered why I didn’t see the potential before. Experience, age, I truly don’t know.

Not much was done to make that photograph below. Captured in camera with minor edits to exposure and color. It’s the first in my Water Dance project.

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Serendipity

Rivulets of silver rain reflect along the wall of glass

Hopeful and blue

Individual drops of life-igniting pearls

One, then two and soon a thousand heart beats pound against the roof in a confluence of water force

They pour together into pools and puddles and overflowing banks

Becoming streams and rivers flowing deep into the roots of a waking thirsty world

Serendipity? A master plan?

I dwell on this for a second or two

At least until the sun bursts through and brings the change

A new light bends in disconcerting shapes like a kaleidoscope of pent up winter energy

Reflecting greens and pinks and buds exploding out beyond my window pane

Drinking it all in and opening

Trunks and branches, stems and petals, reaching up in gasps and swirls

All new

All fresh

As spring unfurls

 

PhotoLyrics - Poetry by Mark Safran - Photograph by Doré Vorum

 

Frigid Weather

Oh the photographs I would capture on a recent trip to Brooklyn: the river, bridges, and architecture, danced in my head. Alas, my hopes dropped as quickly as the temperature the day I visited. I knew it was time to head inside when my finger could no longer press the shutter, frost nipped. What to do? I went to the Brooklyn Museum which offered warmth, incredible art and an amazing glass ceiling. Lying in the middle of the atrium floor, I took countless photographs of the ceiling including the image above.

Not what I expected or hoped for, but by allowing myself to see new possibilities, something different.

 

 

Reflections

re·flec·tion, noun. The throwing back by a body or surface of light, heat, or sound without absorbing it. "the reflection of light"

When I share my reflection photographs, folks are curious about how I saw the scene.  It is something I find difficult to explain because it is not what I saw, but a feeling that drew me in.  It is the feelings of wonderment, lightness, happiness, curiosity and serendipity that I try to capture with my camera.

Reflections: San Antonio Riverwalk 5. Minor adjustments to exposure, but pretty much what came out of my camera.

Wandering

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No visit to San Francisco would be complete without visiting the Golden Gate Bridge. Amazing photographs of the magnificent structure abound on the web, but I wanted something different.  Instead of walking across the bridge or shooting from the overlooks, I wandered below the bridge and came upon an unobstructed view of the underbelly along with a lighthouse and best of all, I was the only person there. 

Wander often. What you discover may surprise you.

Reflections

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On a bitterly cold day along the Hudson River in New York City, crowds gathered by the railing to await the sunset. The incoming storm clouds that filled the sky created a spectacular view that did not disappoint the shivering onlookers. When the sun had finally descended below the horizon, people scattered in search of warmth. It was then that the real show began for those of us lucky enough to still be around for it. Everything mixed together with the twilight sky. As I was shooting the scene before me, I noticed a hint of color out of the corner of my eye and I looked behind seeing a magical scene: the sky, harbor and river being reflected in a piece of old wavy window glass. I quickly pressed the shutter and captured the image above.

Look up, down and all around, the images surround you.

Streets of Philadelphia

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I love to wander with my camera. It slows me down and allows me to see things that I may have otherwise overlooked, such as Urban Liquid. I was crossing a busy street in Philadelphia when I noticed the rounded side of a bus shelter reflecting the street scene behind me: crosswalks, buildings, newspaper racks, trees, cars and people, all blending together to create my image.

Minor adjustments were made during post-processing, but the image you see was pretty much straight out of my camera.

Things I Don't Photograph Project: Landscapes

I don't feel comfortable photographing people and landscapes. I know what I like: architecture, reflections, color, and zooming in close, so that's what I shoot. 

My challenge this year is to photograph things that make me uncomfortable and share them. Here's the first in my Things I Don't Photoghraph Project.

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