Truly excited to be part of the New Hope Art League Juried Art Show. Show runs from April 6th-20th. Opening reception is Friday, April 6th, 6-8pm at The Conservatory, 4059 Skyron Drive, Doylestown, 18902.
Look up, look down, look all around
Up in the air or on the ground
Come for a walk, come for a ride
There's so much to see so come outside
Often when I wander with my camera this children’s poem plays in my head. I come home with pictures when shooting at eye level, but when I look up, look down, look all around, magic happens.
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.
Many years ago an amazing photographer shared these words of wisdom "If you see red, shoot it". It is a mantra I have followed to this day. Though over time I've modified it a bit to include black and white. Seeing the three colors together, like this image in Tampa, makes my heart sing.
I was captivated by a beautiful light sculpture suspended above my head and took many images from above, below, level, and while swiping my camera. When creating photographs, it was the images where my camera and I moved together, as if in a dance, that sang to me.
Reminder to self, be open to all possibilities .. the results may surprise you.
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.
Several years ago I photographed the Grand Canyon from various vista points, capturing the views as they stretched before and below me. Towards the end of the trip I began to lookup as well. At Desert View Watchtower framed by passing clouds and at the murals painted on the ceilings within. As I continued to wander, light from above caught my attention. Looking up I saw a glass ceiling illuminating stonewalls aged by time and the elements much like the Grand Canyon walls below me.
Look up, look down, look all around, the images surround you.