Photo by Jim Pankey "WildSpirit"
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I carry only my camera, with one lens (normally 55-300mm AF) previously selected so I don't get weighted down with paraphernalia that would hinder my mobility or distract me from any opportunity to get that shot out of the conditions and subject matter in real time and action. I concentrate better without the worry of what I should select...I use only what I bring with me.
No tripod or light meter, nothing but the raw ingredients required for the quick, light lunch--no opulent dinner menu here; my favorite dessert is served and consumed as I review the results of my day on the computer screen. Ahh, this is living.
Wildspirit
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I have woken up this morning to capture the perfect picture. I have all my cameras and their lens. Here I go trekking up this hill to capture the shot. Perfect. What a terrific day for me!!
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My lens's biography would be an interesting book. It has journeyed across the world, seen magnificent awe inspiring scenery and deeply disturbing remnants of human greed. It has traveled by boat, motorcycle, horseback, rickshaw and semi truck. It has been waterlogged, bloodied, pitted by blowing sand.
This lens's biography is now coming to an end and will be replaced by the next generation. Not as strong, not as experienced but more in tune with today's needs. Is this progress or just using something or someone just for our selfish desires and then throwing them away.
My lens's biography will be read and remembered as a trusted friend.
Dan
My friend walks a little ahead of me. He is visiting from back East. He is enthralled with all the spectacular shots that practically compose themselves at every step on our desert walk. I have my camera, but I am really just here as a guide and companion.
Suddenly, he stops dead, fascinated by a yucca. I glance at the yucca, but then I notice he has stopped in the shade of a big rock. He is silhouetted against the blue sky by the morning sun.
"Don't move," I snap, and like the good photographer he is, knowing I must have a good shot, he freezes in the act of capturing the yucca. I drop to the ground, frame the shot and take the picture. I check the digital record, and it is good.
"You can move now," I call, and he finishes taking his yucca shot. He comes back along the trail to see what I was shooting, and we laugh that even though was the one here for the photos, I was the one getting the great shots -- of him.
I carry only my camera, with one lens (normally 55-300mm AF) previously selected so I don't get weighted down with paraphernalia that would hinder my mobility or distract me from any opportunity to get that shot out of the conditions and subject matter in real time and action. I concentrate better without the worry of what I should select...I use only what I bring with me.
No tripod or light meter, nothing but the raw ingredients required for the quick, light lunch--no opulent dinner menu here; my favorite dessert is served and consumed as I review the results of my day on the computer screen. Ahh, this is living.
If only everything in the world could be as beautiful as the images in the eye of my camera.
I have an award waiting for you at my blog. Please stop by and get it! :)
http://whitneyinspired.blogspot.com/2009/05/lovely.html
(I see that this is your second award for this...)
Some thoughts are impossible to put into words. Those are the ones that stay with us.
Mother's Portrait
"Will I see you today?", he wondered away
as he awaited the moment unknown.
He was searching for Mother, to replace the other,
out of which her loss his quest had grown.
In his new grief, he realized his belief
that we are all part of something more grand
and now in his search across this fine earth
his obsessive pursuit has led him to stand
in the long dark shadow on edge of non meadow
looking for a sign of her magnificent presence
the wonderous awe of nature's beloved Ma
and images of her miraculous essence.
Just as he came about, from his mother no doubt
All women are a gift from our Lady Venus.
And to respect them both, he need swear no oath
He'll let his photographs speak of his love to us.
stu pidasso
21May2009
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