Off in the Distance

Castle Valley, Colorado River Scenic Byway, Moab, Utah

Yesterday, I posted an image of sun-kissed buttes along the Colorado River Scenic Byway, When I shot it, I knew that I would be back to shoot the area again before I left Utah. How did I know that? Take one look at today's image and you will know why. This composition was directly across the road from yesterday's scene, but wasn't lit properly in the morning light. I knew that the only way that I could convey this scene properly was to shoot it in the evening, when the road would be brighter and give a more compelling leading line. That leading line helps show off the shadowed buttes and the wonderful La Sal Mountains off in the distance. The landscape along this scenic byway really conveys the look of the old west so much so that it was the background for the the filming of the John Wayne movie, Rio Grande.

 

Sun Kissed

Castle Valley, Colorado River Scenic Byway, Moab, Utah

Just back from a week-long shooting tour in the Moab, Utah, area. This was taken on the first morning along the Colorado River Scenic Byway (aka the River Road) near Castle Valley. With all of the attractions in the Moab area, visitors don't always get time to visit this great road, and it really is a shame, because it is quite beautiful. The morning was quite cold in the low-to-mid twenties, with a little wind, but  it was well worth shooting then. We were primarily shooting the Priest and the Nuns formation as well as the Castle Tower, but, when I turned around to see what was behind me, I noticed the sunrise touching the tips of the buttes.

This image was taken with the new Sony A7 that I purchased, using its panorama mode. This trip was my first extended shoot with this camera, and overall I was quite impressed with it's performance. I wasn't sure how the first full-frame mirrorless would perform, and it has a couple of things that need to be improved upon (battery life and lack of a wide-angle lens being the main issues), but it could end up being my main camera body down the road. 

Sandstone Pano

 

Moab Here I Come

Arches National Park, Utah

It has been a dreary winter since my last trip in early December. I can't remember a worse winter, and, of course, it was the first time in several years that we didn't head south in February for a couple of weeks. Not going to happen next year. I have come out of hibernation and am flying out early tomorrow for eight days on a photo tour. The destination is Utah (with a quick overnight in Grand Junction, Colorado) to visit some of my favorite areas in Moab. 

For those of you who have not been to Moab, it is very close to Arches National Park and Canyonlands National Park. Other photo-rich areas are Dead Horse State Park, Fisher Towers, and the mighty Colorado River. The scenery there is amazing, with great color contrasts of the bright oranges of the sandstone against the blue skies (hopefully with great cloud formations). Today's image is of Turret Arch, which serves as a foreground to the beautiful La Sal Mountains.   

One of the reasons that Moab is near and dear to me is that it was a trip there with my son in 2005 that re-ignited my passion for photography after a long layoff from the hobby. I will not be posting until late next week, when I get back to Connecticut. Till then, enjoy the start of Spring.

Foggy at the Falls

Artist Point, Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone, Lower Falls, Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming

Yellowstone National Park is such a diverse and large park that it often boggles the mind to see it's different geological wonders. I have posted a number of images of the sulphuric thermal features, and thought it was time to show what is on the other side of the park. Here we have a shot taken from Artist Point of the Lower Falls in the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone. It is a popular location for tourists to visit, but I almost didn't even get out of bed for this one.

I woke up before dawn,  took a look outside, and saw that the weather was rather bad. It was extremely foggy and raining a bit. I figured that there was no way that I would be able to shoot the falls at sunrise, since there wasn't going to be one that day. I almost crawled back into bed, but, what the heck, I was up already. I headed toward the falls and could barely see the road. I was the only car in the parking lot, and as I trudged to the lookout, I realized that the lower falls was actually below the horizon line and that I could get some decent images where the fog would add some great atmosphere. As I was shooting, I heard some people talking, and thought that some other adventurous photographer had taken a gamble. Boy was I wrong. It was actually  two groups of tourists that had arrived on two buses. Goodbye peaceful shooting, but, thankfully, I was just finishing up.

Bet You Can't Say This

Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, Anglesey, Wales

When traveling abroad, you never know what unusual fact or place you might run into. How about stopping at a tourist center and finding out that you are in the longest-named town in the world? That is right, I am talking about Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, Wales, located on  the Isle of Anglesey. Talk about tongue twisters. I wouldn't even know how to begin to pronounce this after the first eight letters. I had a hard enough time saying its English translation. Just to prove that I am not pulling your leg, I shot a wide-angle (no other way) of the sign with its name on it with the translation below it. Say it three times fast...

Dwarfed

Bay of Kotor, Kotor, Montenegro

There is nothing that gets my juices flowing than towering mountains. They are definitely my favorite destination whenever I start thinking of traveling. There is something spiritual about them that makes me feel at peace. With that in mind, I really wasn't expecting to see such beautiful ones when we took our first Mediterranean cruise a few years ago. One of the ports was Kotor, Montenegro, and I didn't know anything about it. Looking at the map beforehand, the bay winded from the Adriatic Sea 28 miles to a large harbor.

The map didn't prepare me for the beauty that makes up one of Europe's most beautiful natural harbors you can imagine. Towering all around the harbor were these magnificent mountains that dwarfed the water. I later found out that Montenegro was the size of Connecticut, and mountains covered over 60% of the land area. Definitely my kind of place.

Waiting for the Train

Cuyahoga Valley Railroad Station, Cuyahoga Valley National Park, Brecksville, Ohio

Let's face it, when one thinks of visiting national parks, the first thought that comes to mind is usually that they need to head west. This is understandable, as there are only a handful of parks in the east, such as Acadia and Smokey Mountain. There are a few lesser-known parks that may not have the name recognition, and one such park is Cuyahoga Valley National Park just south of Cleveland, Ohio. The area started out as a a recreational area in the 1870's, and later became a National Recreation Area in 1974. It was later designated as a national park in 2000.

The park is nestled in and out of communities, and to get from one part of the park to another, you actually drive through neighborhoods. It is a quaint park, with lots of hiking trails, waterfalls, hills, and a river running through it (Cuyahoga is a Mohawk word meaning crooked river). One of it's attractions is a scenic railroad that runs through the park. We had just missed the train as we parked, but we headed to this little train station to see when the next stop was scheduled. We didn't have time to wait for the next one, but I thought it would make a good photo.

Waterton Reflections

Lower Waterton Lake, Waterton National Park, Waterton, Alberta

At the border of Montana and Alberta is a terrific little Canadian National Park that sometimes flies under the radar of travelers. This is probably due to the fact that it is adjacent to Glacier National Park. In fact, I am sure that most people have never heard of Waterton Lakes National Park, and may even be surprised that it is a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Known or unknown, it is a photographer's paradise, with the magnificent Rocky Mountains and beautiful lakes.

The biggest lake is known as Waterton Lake, and is actually two lakes that are referred to as Upper Waterton Lake and Lower Waterton Lake. The two lakes are connected by a channel. One would think that Upper Waterton Lake would be north of Lower Waterton lake, but they would be wrong. The lower lake lies fully in Alberta, while the upper lake extends south into Glacier. Regardless of the naming convention used, the lakes act as a wonderful foreground to the rugged Rockies, as can been seen in this photo of Upper Waterton Lake.

Field of Green

Driggs, Idaho

When I went to Grand Teton National Park last year, I remembered seeing an image on fellow photographer and blogger Rick Louie's website of a shot from behind the Tetons. I contacted him to see if he would be willing to give me some information so that I could visit and possibly shoot the area. Rick was kind enough to share it, and I realized that I could only get there on the day that I flew into Jackson. So after landing in late afternoon and checking into the hotel, I headed over the Teton Pass into Idaho. I grabbed a quick dinner, and began looking for Alta, where Rick had taken his photos. Of course, I got a bit lost and ended up on the outskirts of Driggs, Idaho. As I drove along this unnamed road, it ran parallel to this beautiful field of green with the Tetons in the distance. I noticed the very narrow line leading through the field and decided to stop and fire a few frames. 

The Charleston Hat Man

Church and Broad Streets, Charleston, South Carolina

When we were in Charleston, South Carolina, last April, we wanted to get a sense of the history and feel of this small southern city. To achieve that, we signed up for a horse-drawn carriage tour. This is a very quaint and enjoyable ride, where one can see the architecture and history that is prominent in the city. Of course, I had my camera with me, but it was quite the challenge to get any decent shots, especially on some of the cobblestone streets. Near the end of the tour, I spotted this mural of the Charleston Hat Man, and was able to get a decent shot of it (thank God for Content Aware that enabled me to make a light post disappear). 

Apparently, this mural was first painted on the wall in 1892 to advertise a local haberdashery. I don't think the establishment still exists but it looks like someone must maintain it. It is quite the unusual mural. If you look closely, its nose, eyes, ears and mouth are actually made of hats.

Intricate

St Patrick's Cathedral, Manhattan, New York

One of my goals for 2014 is to begin to process black and white images more than I have in the past. I am a believer that some photographers see primarily in color, while others have the ability to also see in B&W. Unfortunately, I see potential images in colors and have a difficult time envisioning them in B&W. Lucky for me that sometimes a particular image has a peculiar color cast that I just can't seem to get where I want it to, and I decide to try processing it in B&W. This was definitely the case with this scene from Saint Patrick's Cathedral in New York City. No matter what I tried, the color seemed off, and the intricate details simply did not come through as I remembered them. 

To see if I could get an impactful result, I edited as I normally do, and then took the image into OnOne Software's B&W Module of it's Perfect Suite 8. There I was able get the tones to a place where the details on this hanging sculpture popped out from the back stained glass window. I am definitely pleased with the improvement that taking the color out of the image provided.

Lord of the Flies

Yaquina Head Lighthouse, Newport, Oregon

When I took a look at my website numbers last week, it occurred to me that today's post would be my 500th since I started this blog a few years ago. When I first started, it was intended as a once in a while thing. It quickly grew to a five days a week publishing effort. I have met so many people on-line that I wouldn't have known otherwise, from fellow bloggers to faithful followers. I have thoroughly enjoyed posting my photos, as it allows me to revisit some great experiences, and hopefully gives a reader or two a place to add to their personal bucket list. 

When I was deciding what image to select for the 500th, I wanted a subject that was near and dear to my heart, and lighthouses popped into my mind. I also wanted to convey a unique experience, thus the title of the post. One of my favorite lighthouses on the Pacific coast is the Yaquina Head Light in Oregon. You have to pay to get access to it, but it was well worth it. As I parked the car, we noticed that people seemed to be scurrying around rather quickly for no apparent reason. We soon found out quickly that there were just an amazing number of flies about, and they were landing on everyone. I walked past a man who was wearing a white teeshirt whose back was literally half-black, as a result of all of the flies on it. My wife and son joined the crowd in walking swiftly to the lighthouse and quickly back to the car. But you know us photographers. I took my time to get the shots that I wanted, although I was probably moving as quickly as I could. Thank God they were not the type of flies that you find in Maine that bite. If that were the case, I might not have come back alive.

Calm Waters

Is Photography Art?

Cameron Lake, Waterton Lakes National Park, Alberta, Canada

The image above is my first attempt at using Topaz Labs Simplify plug-in, which enables the photographer to create a painting-like rendition of a photo. Below is the photo before processing it with Simplify. 

Cameron Lake, Waterton Lakes National Park, Alberta, Canada

Coming into this year, I wanted to expand my photography by starting to learn and experiment with some new post-processing techniques, one of which was to create the occasional "painting" version of my images.

When I finished this particular image, the thought came to me to give my take on a topic that seems to appear regularly in photography circles. Is photography art? Apparently, some believe that a photo is uniquely different from a painting. There are certainly some main differences that come to mind when comparing the two.

  • Time - Photos typically capture a given scene over a very short timeframe, from fractions of a second to several minutes in the case of long exposure. Paintings can take days to months and even years to complete.
  • Imagination - Both mediums require this skill, and, on its surface, painting seems to require more. Photographers do not have to create a scene or subject from scratch like painters do. The painter has a totally blank canvas where he or she must imagine what the final product will look like. There are no constraints, only the painter's imagination. The photographer, on the other hand, has a subject already present to capture, but there are many constraints. They must deal with constantly changing light (after all the word photography's origin is derived from the Greek language that translated means "drawing with light"). Their imagination comes into play in figuring out how best to capture the light on the subject, it's direction, color, and shadows it casts. Their imagination comes into play on how to compose the subject, how the camera will capture the subject, and what can be added or subtracted from the image in post-processing.  The painter can create anything they want with no constraints. Want soft light? How about a tree? The painter just paints what he wants in the scene.
  • Equipment - Perhaps the biggest difference is in the equipment. A painter has brushes and paint, and must use those to create the end result. A photographer has a sophisticated piece of equipment that seems to do all of the work. I think this is the main reason that there is a debate on whether photography is an art form. Anyone can take a photo, where not everybody can paint. With the proliferation of camera phones, all you need to do push a button, pick an effect, and there you go. If that is the case, then why doesn't everyone's photos look like Ansel Adams took them? Try this, go onto some photography website like 500px.com and look at some of the work there. There are photos there that make your jaw drop that compare very easily to paintings. I know that the extraordinary ones make me wonder how they were able to create it.

I could go on and on, but here is my bottom line. Who cares whether photography is art or not? What people seem to forget is that both forms have the ability to evoke some emotion with the viewer. Both represent something that the photographer or painter personally felt and was compelled to express those feelings for others to see and feel. I know when I view a compelling painting or photo, it feels the same. I don't wonder whether it is art or not, just what it made me feel.  

I know this is a different type of post for me, and I wasn't intending to write on this subject until I sat down to write it. That being said, the photo above was taken in Waterton Lakes National Park in Alberta, Canada. It is of Cameron Lake, which was quite deserted for some reason.

 

Harbor View

Newport, Rhode Island

A quick post for today to visit a New England gem, Newport, Rhode Island. Newport is not a large city, but it is known internationally for it's sailing and mansions. It is also home to the Tennis Hall of Fame. We had come down to visit in October (the summer months are quite crowded), and we stayed in a hotel just opposite Goat Island. After spending a nice afternoon and dinner on our first night there, I looked out of our window and had this view to soak in.

Old Time Farming

Zaanse Schans, Zaandam, Netherlands

Just outside Amsterdam, this is an attraction that is a must visit. We found this place, as I really was interested in getting some photographs of windmills (I couldn't have visited the Netherlands and come back home without any). It definitely delivers on the windmill front, with eight windmills onsite.  The unexpected surprise is that it is also home to five museums (including the Grocery Museum). There is something for everyone, with shops, barns and houses all built in the Dutch wooden architectural style. Every path you walk, there seems to be something new to see,  like this old time farming vehicle. Many of the attractions have been systematically relocated here since 1961.

Tear Drop

Tear Drop Arch, Monument Valley, Utah / Arizona Border

When I first started traveling for vacations, I ordered a travel guide from a Southwest Travel Association. When it came in the mail, the cover photo transfixed me. I didn't know where or what is was, only that I had to visit there someday. I found out that the subject was the Tear Drop Arch somewhere on the Utah / Arizona border. Fast forward to 2004, when my son and I decided to go on a hiking / photography trip in Utah when he graduated college. Right away, I knew that someway, somehow, I was going to shoot photos of the arch.

As I began to do research, I found out that the arch was on a large Navajo Reservation that encompasses over 17 million acres. All signs pointed to Monument Valley. I found that the only way to see the arch was to hire a Navajo guide, since it was not on the public 17 miles of dirt road that runs through the valley. When I met up with the guide, he asked me what I wanted to photograph. I told him that the only formation that I had to shoot was Tear Drop Arch. He said he would save it to last. As the sun started to set, he headed toward the exit, and I started to panic. I reminded him about the arch and he told me that the arch was about 3 miles outside of the park high on a ridge. After getting there and shooting the arch, he took us to meet his family, who lived very close to the arch. It was a wonderful experience learning about the Navajo culture and also getting a shot of this icon.

Santorini Dreaming

Oia, Santorini

Right now we are dreaming of a lot in New England. First of all we are dreaming of being somewhere that is warm, where there is no snow anywhere within miles. We haven't seen our grass since December. Next, we all have "cabin fever", and need a trip to somewhere exotic. Although I am looking forward to traveling to Moab in three weeks, it doesn't have that exotic appeal (no, I am not canceling Moab). Since I am still dreaming, I might as well go for the gold and dream that we won the Power-ball Lottery.

What would I do if I really won the lottery? I would rent a place in Oia, Santorini, for a few months and just chill (pardon the pun). This small island off of the coast of Greece is such a relaxed place (except when the cruise ships come to port). I could get used to the wonderful sunrises and sunsets, as well as admiring the great architecture that include all of those wonderful blue-domed churches.

 

Mount Moran Spotlight

Oxbow Bend, Grand Teton National Park, Wyoming

Many wonder (including my wife) why I like going back to places that I have already been to, and end up shooting many of the same scenes that I have previously shot. The answer is that one of the most important factors in making a great photograph, besides the subject, is the light. The light changes every hour of every day, and you never know what you will get. I remember that a famous photographer was asked how he ended up getting a particularly great shot. His reply was that he had visited that spot every year for over 20 years, and he finally got the shot that was being asked about.

This photo is an example of what can happen on any given day. I had been in Grand Teton National Park in July on a photo tour, and shot tons of images of Mount Moran from Oxbow Bend. When my son and I drove from Oregon to Connecticut in September, he wanted to stop in the park and stay a couple of days. The first morning, off I went to Oxbow Bend and witnessed this scene. It was nothing like July (which was a beautiful morning), but the fog, clouds, and the sun met at the perfect moment to light up the top of the mountain. Ten minutes later and it was all gone, and anyone who came later that morning didn't know what they missed.

Sailing the Maine Coast

Camden, Maine

I started this week with a post of the Nubble Light in southern Maine that I shot on a boat tour. Given the terrible winter we have had in New England this year, I decided to post an image that I took during warmer times of the northern coast of Maine. One of our favorite towns in Maine is Camden. We always stay in one of its wonderful B&Bs, and spend a couple of days taking in the local scenery, great stores, and restaurants. Another favorite thing we do is take a sailboat tour of the area and just enjoy the day. I shot this image of another sailboat as we just cruised around  the coast. It was quite warm and relaxing, and I think it is appropriate to dream about such days as we head toward spring.

Run Down

Pennhurst Asylum,  Spring City, Pennsylvania

This photo is from the Pennhurst Asylum in Spring City, Pennsylvania. I have posted a number of images from inside the abandoned asylum and decided to capture one of the out buildings that are on the property. I am not sure what building this is (there are at least 15 buildings on the site), but I am guessing it is the Director's House. During our visit there, we were only given access to a couple of buildings, and this one was not included. 

The asylum has a long and sordid history. Originally named the "Home for the Feeble Minded and Epileptic", it could house up to 10,000 patients. About half of the patients were placed there by court order and the remaining ones by their families. It was designed to provide care and treatment of the disabled. Somewhere along the way, something went very wrong, and there is extensive documentation of the abuse of patients, including children. It eventually was closed in 1987. Many swear that the asylum is haunted, and, while I didn't see any ghosts, walking through the buildings was quite eerie.