Because You Asked. June 30, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Love and Death.
Tags: in brief...
A while back, some nice lady asked if I wore boxers or briefs.
The nerve of some people!!!
And of course, being the buttoned-up kinda guy that I am, I declined to answer, on accounta I’m shy.
But then I got to playing with indoor lighting effects and flashless photography, and I figured, “What the hell…”
You know where this is going, don’t you?
If you’re at work right now, you might not want to scroll down…
Or maybe you do! 🙂
Sorry for the soft-effect, but it was a four second exposure, and I got the urge to move part way through it…
Because Inquiring Minds Want To Know!
Nature, Nurture, And How We Meld The Two. June 28, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Tags: Bridge of Flowers, dahlias, daiseys, Malcolm Hilliard
I generally don’t photograph anything which doesn’t occur naturally, and only thus warrant the tag, “nature photographer.”
And I kinda like that, being a voice for the voiceless things and places and spaces which make up the better part of my world. Because knowing about the world around us engenders caring about the world around us. How can we not embrace the natural world when its detail is shown to us, its mystery presented to us as an offering, an extended hand, an invitation to know?
But sometimes the Made World intrudes, and in fact informs my images, as with photos of the Shelburne Falls potholes which include the dam and surrounding buildings.
And within spiting distance (well, ok, you’d need a vicious Easterly wind) is The Bridge Of Flowers, certainly a magnet for visitors, but more to the point, a sanctuary in the heart of a small river town, a bit of beauty which wouldn’t be there but for the vision and efforts of those who fund and maintain it:
So here are a few shots of what’s blooming there this weekend, just in case you happen to be in the area (or are nowhere near here, Thank you Interwebz!):
Here’s a great color combination, a rich yellow/orange and an intense blue, it almost doesn’t matter which blue you choose. Thank You, Malcolm Hilliard:
Here’s a dahlia of some kind, much less flamboyant than most of its family, but I liked its simplicity:
And I photographed these little guys last year, and didn’t catch their names:
They’re osteospermum, the Sunscape Daisies.
The Bridge is too pretty to not share when it’s in bloom, so please excuse my foray into “cultivated nature.”
Along The Road. June 28, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Tags: beaver pond, fly fishing, potholes
I know, I’m stalling. There’s so much which needs saying, and so little time to say it. Elections come and go, Loved Ones pass away, the future becomes the present, then becomes the past.
And still, the words won’t come. I’m sorry. As a parent, I expect more from me.
But for now, here are a few images from Along The Road, which hopefully will convey something of what’s inside of me.
A beaver pond in Plainfield:
A fly fisherman on the Deerfield river:
At The Potholes in Shelburne Falls:
Sorry for the randomness, I guess I just had a few worth seeing which weren’t thematic (except for involving water!)
After The Rain. June 28, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Tags: fog, grass, rain, tree
In the haying fields of West Charlemont, a fog rises as the sun goes down:
In A High Meadow, June 27, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Tags: a rose
a wild rose,
simple, unassuming, beautiful.
It blooms for you.
Dinner With TCR. June 27, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Dinner with TCR.
Tags: asparagus, pesto, polenta
Howzabout some sautéed carrots, asparagus and summer squash served over grilled garlic polenta, topped with a rustic roasted red pepper and caper pesto:
Friday Kitteh Blogging! June 27, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Tags: At least I think so...
Today, a Roadside Fieldkitteh:
She’s purdy, no?
Flora. June 25, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, Love and Death.
Tags: the girls of summer, wildflowers
Summer’s here, and the meadows are ablaze with color! Unassuming daisies anchor a visual field of Indian paint brush, buttercups and pinks:
Clover in a range of hues stretches for its share of sunlight in the tall grass:
The Girls of Summer wave as you walk by, elegant, leggy, swaying mesmerizingly in the afternoon light:
Appreciate them, savor them, each and every one. It’s the Season of Love, a time for recklessness, a time to drink fully from the cup that’s offered you…
They pretend not to notice your admiring gaze.
Fauna. June 25, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Tags: butterfly, goldfinch
Today, Things With Wings!
A young goldfinch chirps for Mommy in a lilac hedge:
…while a nearby Eastern Tiger Swallowtail tanks up on nectar:
We have such beautiful Brothers and Sisters!