I am starting to get a little excited becaus the Snapshots Foundation is about to actually be born. I honestly do not know all the people involved with the entire project, but Jonathan Bewley has been working for a while to bring it to fruition.
Twenty-four hours from any now, every one of us could be homeless. The cause could be any of a thousand reasons, earthquake, bomb, oil pollution, whatever the reason, it is possible for every one of us to be faultless in our homelessness. In these unsettled times, the times of stress and financial hardship, people look for a way to make sense of their future. Will there be a roof over my head when I wake? Where will I live if there is not? Where will my next job be? Will there be a next job? In these times, some people turn to magic and faith because magic and faith explain the troubles by saying that it is the will of something greater than themselves.
In effect, those movements towards belief in a greater power, no matter what the power, absolve them of personal responsibility. It gives them a free pass in the world of reality. It does give comfort of a community, but no matter how many people believe, even if everyone believed simultaneously, the oil would still be gushing into the floor of the Gulf of Mexico.
We must use our brains, turn them on, instead of turning them off.
Today I was shooting some bonus shots during Gustavo Romero’s rehearsal for tonights performance with the San Diego Youth Symphony in the Copely Symphony Hall. Everyone worked very hard during the rehearsal, and we were treated to some wonderful music in a great hall that only contained about five people.
I love rehearsals. Rehearsals are the occasions where creativity takes place. Performances are another story because that is where people are performing for themselves, and an audience. Performances are what performers live for. But, I just love the moments of creativity, and the sparks of communication, the small conversations that can only exist during a rehearsal.
After the rehearsal, a few people gathered around Gustavo for the history books. 😉
This is another image from the San Diego Fine Art Society’s Hollywood Glamour Ball.
In this image, the dancers are moving at a pace far beyond the pace of mere mortals. They are the Dancers. Twisting, spinning, jumping, moving, in ways most of us can only remember as a child.
Dancers lift the spirits by showing us what we could accomplish if only we tried. … I laugh a little at that statement, because it is not really true. We only imagine it is true. That concept of being able to dance is just like people thinking they are photographers because they have a good camera.
Dancing, and any other art, takes time, and dedication, and a gift of innate adeptness.
“Moving on,” “Turning a Page,” “Times change,” What is happening today, is not yesterday.
It could be time for a good read, or it could be time to put to good use what we have already read.
For me, I study life in my images, and try to capture tiny moments that tell a story. Like I used to teach my students, “When writing a story, each sentence, paragraph, image, whatever is part of the story, must be complete in and of itself, it must have a beginning, a middle, and an end, so that the reader, or the viewer loses nothing if they move on to something else.”
So, today I am making myself take those statements more seriously to heart. … From today, I will strive to make every image story timeless, and complete. … Yet, I will also strive to ask my viewers, with my works, to want to revisit my visions.
That is my version of giving the audience what they want, while having them also, wanting more.
The last desert trip was full of cool sights. … Some of them are semi-frozen in time.
I caught this image as the earth was turning, bringing the sun lower to the horizon, watching the shadows growing longer. This little moment is frozen.
But, the horses are rusting. The color of rust makes them beautiful, specially beautiful in the ruddy light of a low sun, but it is rust, and being rust it is an indicator of decay.
All things have a lifetime. These horses are just past the prime of their lives. As long as they are able, they are committed to being in this fight for a very long time.
I am taking everything to April Game today. … And for your pleasure, these are the final sets from the Hollywood Ball. Of course, you can view everything by wandering around in the galleries, but here are a few high points to me.
It was a wonderful evening, and the image editing is moving along. … There are one hundred and fifty newly edited images from the evening of the San Diego Fine Art Societies Hollywood Glamour Ball.
I think you will like some of these very much.
There are still more to come, and as these images are being placed on the server, I am editing the other sets that will be going up tomorrow.
This is one of my favorite images. Here, we are at the Spreckels Organ Pavilion in Balboa Park, San Diego, on the occasion of the Organs 90th birthday.
These dancers were part of the celebration.
The young woman looking at the camera point of view is the only girl looking our way, and she is smiling, proud, happy, dancing for us. I was lucky enough in framing the one young woman against the only birthday balloons that were flying stage left. In the background, through the window, peeks someone. I choose to see the person as a small boy that yearns for the dancer’s heart, but it could, just as easily, be the Instructor, Choreographer, watching the movements of her pupils.
Either way, I love this image because of the eyes of the young woman. You should really view the larger size image to see the emotion of the young woman.
This image is part of a larger set that can be seen at the location of that single image. … I used this image out of all the others because I find Anja’s face so compelling. The little smile, the eyes that go on for days. … And I like the sunset and the lighting.
Anja has her own business of dancing, fire, Isis wings, and a whole set of other items. You can check them out at her site location. …
Why do I talk about a sextant today? I have always loved tools. And a sextant is one of those magical tools of the mariners, but that is not the whole reason.
Most people know the sextant as a tool to find ones latitudinal location on the planet, it does do that. But practically, it is a measurer of angles. Usually, it is seen used in the upright vertical position measuring the angle of the sun, or a star by navigators of the ocean, but it can also be used horizontally on its side to measure the angles between known things, like a couple mountain tops, to find a precise location on the planet.
So this posting is really about location. … My location, where am I going, and what am I doing?
Today, I am thinking about this sextant, and plotting my course for my future in photography. … I could use a few hands along the way. … And for all my friends, “Fair Winds and Following Seas.”
This is the first image that I shot that someone I respected liked, and I knew I could see some things that set me a little apart, and might give me a chance at a career.
I had dropped my car off for a car wash in oceanside, while driving back from San Francisco, and a short detour to Yosemite. I looked in the window and thought the people in there looked interesting, and it was a very intersting shop. They let me shoot anything I wanted, and the young man was very interested in my camera.
These animals are so graceful in the water, and lumbering giants on land.
I shot a whole set of images of these strong animals, just north of San Simeon, on a trip to San Francisco. I do not know how to tell the age of the Alice, but it was my feeling, if she were human, she would be about twenty-seven years old, and she liked me enough to be as curious about me, as I was about her.
I was very lucky with this image because their eyes are so dark, they usually look like black marbles, but this time she turned her head to face me, and the sun finally lit up her windows.
Fish. … I love them. And this image of a golden Koi fish in a pond, surrounded by deep blue ripples in a pond just makes my day. That fish seems to be looking right at me, and talking to my insides. … At the very least, we are making eye contact, so that our consciously aware of each other.
This was taken at the Self Realization Fellowship in Encinitas California.
I love this image. … When I first walked around the corner and saw this little kitchen nook, with the filtered light from outside, and the crystal overhead lighting, I thought it was pretty. …
The cool light from outside balancing with the warmness of the interior lighting. The metal of the pots and pans are softened, and all is cozy.
Then I noticed the use of space. Fantastic! A little magical nook where everything has its place. And, nothing encroaches the space of another thing.
That is a thing we would all like. … To have our place.
This is just one image from the “Hacienda de las Rosas Winery” in Old Town Park, San Diego. This is one of the owners and her daughter serving wine during one of the San Diego Fine Arts Society’s wine tastings, with art, artists.
April Game looking as she is wont to do, beautiful in the waning light from out the winery.
This is just one image from the “Hacienda de las Rosas Winery” in Old Town Park, San Diego. This is one of the owners and her daughter serving wine during one of the San Diego Fine Arts Society’s wine tastings, with art, artists.