So… been a while since we shared any silly shenanigans. +Keith Cramer has an Osmo ("motion without blur; action shots without shake") and prior to it's arrival we had a conversation that led into what to do with it. This also led to our buddy Dwayne from work strapped to the top of a jeep. 😉
Woke up this morning and +Rhonda Britton? pointed out there was a beautiful sunrise. I stumbled bleary eyed to the window and snapped a shot of the #backyard and #landscaping under the beautiful #sunrise colors. Used #snapseed to bring out the color and crop out the window reflection. By the time I got out the door for work, it was snowing like a blizzard! Gotta love March in #Indiana eh? Happy weekend everyone! ?
The digital age inundates us with streaming audio, streaming video, quite literally an always on stream of content at our fingertips. Remember when stream was cool water over rocks and sand? The only song the sound as the current flowed over and around obstacles or as it splashed over your feet. The only video the sun's rays filtered through trees sparkling off the water and the shimmering reflection of the forest and sky overlaid on the smooth pebbles beneath the surface. Mother Nature's original always on, interactive app.
Trees reach for the light, ever branching and budding arms striving to touch the heavens. Though tenfold generations of man may herald the way, the tree too must heed nature's ubiquitous call; upon that announcement abandoning their mighty postures and returning to the earth that bore them.
We start so many journeys carefully; considering each step and how to place our feet to keep from falling or getting dirty or wet or going off the beaten path. Sometimes the right path for us is over the bridge and sometimes it is through the woods. Sometimes dry on top of the rocks in the stream and sometimes soaking wet through the current. Start your journies with reckless abandon. Your paths will appear. They may also change. That's ok; it's part of the journey. ?
This pic is daughter contemplating the crossing of a small stream. At the start of the hike, she went carefully from stone to stone crossing dryly; by hike's end she was wading through ankle deep. I love the tall aspect ratio of the shot because it gives a better sense of the amazing landscape around us. Truly beautiful.
This Reticulated Giraffe was actually taking advantage of patrons feeding it lettuce leaves supplied by zoo staff.
"Does the giraffe know what he's for? Or care? Or even think about his place in things? A giraffe has a black tongue twenty-seven inches long and no vocal cords. A giraffe has nothing to say. He just goes on giraffing." Robert Fulghum, All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten
Sumatran Orangutan enjoying a snack and chilling out at the Fort Wayne Children's Zoo.
"As an orangutan cannot embrace higher mathematics or comprehend the architecture and operation of a computer, we humans – so good at loudly proclaiming our intelligence and applauding our own doltish displays of cerebral gymnastics – cannot begin to understand the true structure and functioning of the Universe." John Rachel, 12-12-12
Ha! Was going through photos and stumbled across the story of +Halfdan Reschat? and +Fluffy McSharkah Khan? coming to America the first time in 2013 for New Year's. I think I captured their essence in cartoon form quite well. Hehe ;-)?
It's a fleeting moment seen more through the memory of seeing than the actual seeing; it's quite literally milliseconds etched into your conciousness somewhat like light on film, but adding emotion to the palette. I used technology, and by far nothing I would consider high end, to try and capture some images of a lightning storm several nights ago. I edited best I could what pixels were captured to come closer to the memory; low light and less than optimum conditions only gave so much to work with, though. I find it challenging, and rewarding, to pull out something more accurate to the emotion of the moment for me than the original conveys. Sharing both the edited and the original image to you at the link. The final edit has a slight #prisma filter applied that matched the coloring and evened out the grain from low light and edits; sometimes best to run with what you have as a positive instead of negative.
Overly long but quite descriptive title for this image captured in the wee hours of the morning the other night after being awakened by a storm. Almost used a Doctor Who reference (fans will understand). Used #LightningCamera app for this capture. I slept through most of the storm so only got a couple chances for a shot, plus the rain on the window was making focusing a hassle. I'm still learning how best to compensate for light/exposure especially using a cell cam and app for #lightning captures. I edited (obsessively) in #Snapseed to enhance and get the right feel. Using multi pic post to also show a #blackandwhite version, a b&w stylized HDR version, and the original (very purple and with raindrops on window) version, all of which had some appeal to me for geeky photographer and editing reasons. ?
p.s. Lightning was so frequent and bright it charged the solar lights in the backyard for a few moments throughout the storm.
Remember being a kid and standing out in a flurry of snow with your toungue out, feeling the cold flakes touch and instantly melt in your mouth? As adults we see the snow coming down and dread things like shoveling, clearing off the car, and driving to work on slippery roads. I'm not saying those things aren't going to happen, but maybe they'd be just a little less onerous if we walked out into the storm with mouths open and toungues out to taste a bit of childhood nostalgia before adulting for the day.
This goes along with my prior post. The images came about because I was playing while shaving. I was making an arbitrary choice to go clean shaven for a bit instead of bearded. The words came about because I was playing with the image while editing. I put my index finger in front of me covering the vertical line, closed one eye, then opened it while closing the other so my view alternated sides. In each half I saw a familiar but different stranger, each with different thoughts, and wondered about what others see and what I see in others. Most likely none of this would have been created if I had not decided to shave; to purchase markers for my daughter which were available to draw on myself; and to explore and share on social media. So many choices and outcomes.
We are built in layers. If you look close enough, you can see; like the striations of a 3D printed toy, or the strata in the walls of a deep gorge. Layers upon layers of choices we make, thought out or in the moment, conscious or unconscious. Turn left or right, walking into the road and the path of an oncoming car or stumbling into the arms of a stranger who becomes your lover. Perhaps the car stops and you meet your soul mate. Perhaps the lover is the most painful collision in your life. There is an entire lifetime in every choice; a new universe born, or snuffed out in an instant. The joys and pains and triumphs and regrets of moving inexorably forward through this one life. We are all, in every instant, the sum of our joys and our pains, our triumphs and our embarrassments. Over easy or scrambled; stripes or solid; engineering or social work; one more drink or had enough. Choices beget choices. We teeter on the edge of every consequence before falling into our future. Rewind a person; dissect them; but know the pieces are filtered through eyes littered with a lifetime of choices. The night sky filled with stars is a shallow blank canvas compared to the wonder of every single person; barely existing on a universal scale but so much more complex. You see blonde and brunette and grey and bald; black and white and yellow and red. Look closer. We are the beautiful battered product of infinitesimal choices.
“No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just...come out the other side. Or don't.” by Stephen King The Stand