I have been watching the Garlic bloom outside the kitchen window. It has been blooming for a while, and I have been watching it, …
And, today was the day I wanted to capture. I do not know what to say about this image, really. To me, this is Garlic, Sweet Garlic. And I think it is beautiful.
In this image, we are way east in California, a long way from the mountains. The sun has set in the valley where we are shooting from. The dark line, towards the horizon, is the place where the air below is in shadow, and the air above is still in sunlight. If you look at the larger image, you can see streaks of the mountains shadows in the air.
Definitely a nice place to watch the sun go down. … And looook at all the cotton.
This is an interesting image to me. … It evokes loneliness, and yet it is a colony of birds as well.
They are protected here in their lonely home on the lake. Land based predators cannot reach them through the shallows.
For me, sitting on the shore, they are unreachable, except by my long lens.
The Salton Sea is a wonderful place to visit.
It has so many good memories for me and there are new memories. This image is just after sunset.
While capturing the image, the sea was very quiet, no wind, and still warm from the heat of the day. I could hear birds singing their evening songs as they were going to roost.
It is a good day.
At the time, in any location on our planet, when the sun is sinking in transit from day to night, all the species of plants and animals prepares for their nocturnal or diurnal missions. Diurnal, to sleep, and dream of love, life, and events untold coming from the events of the past day. Nocturnal, to rouse, take stock, touch, feel, taste the blood coursing through the veins, to live again.
Here we stand, at a point of decision. We can look at a moment and decide. Shall we live, or shall we sleep?
I love the stars in this image. … It is so nighttime, still and quiet. You can hear every gentle groan, squeak, and rub, in the Basin, because there are so few noises of movement as the water barely moves in its small variances.
People are asleep in some of these boats. This place is, home and work, for those few living another life just a few feet from others of us that live on land. Even while they are at dock, they sync to the tides, and the stars, while we sync to the clock.
These are my goals, “Reaching the moon,” “Helping lead mankind to the stars,” “Infinity, and …”
This is what I do, “Show what I see,” “Always moving towards better vision.”
This is my hope, “That mankind will evolve, and benignly spread from this planet to near space, and beyond.”
This image is that continued grasping.
Craig’s Poem
by Deborah Taylor
I don’t know what to tell you
“The rest is silence,” like the poet said
Tell me how to love the theatre again
Tell me how to love stage again
When his hand led me to the wings
When his voice led me to the lights
When his heart led me to that Poet.
You know the one-
The one who wrote, “Now cracks a noble heart”
“Good night sweet prince”-
Our prince is gone
Our king
Our teacher
Tell me how to break the silence
roaring in my head.
I like the light of evenings, just after sunset. … Actually, this is quite a while after sunset, and very dark. In this light between night and day, the three fates, Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos, can be seen in these three young women.
This location is Chula Vista, and the power plant in the background will be taken offline and replaced by a newer unit. … As it sits, I love the lights in the background.
And the young women definitely light up the twilight.
“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.
Moving on, but come back tomorrow.
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 think all the people in this image are friends, or work together. At least they know each other through each other with just one degree of separation. … Maybe it is only in my mind. … 😉
Anyway, I was shooting some images of guests, and just before I shot this image of the group, I saw these two women sitting in the dark area of the third floor at Anthology in San Diego. 
I then asked them out to the patio area to shoot an image with some of the city in the background. And everyone came along. I had not seen them as a group before I asked the two women for a new location, but as soon as I did, it became this wonderful group on the patio. Of course the women are beautiful, but I also find it interesting that the man with the martini, has no socks.
And here is the link to
San Diego Fine Art Society
Spring in the desert of Southern California is full of beautiful things.
This particular Friday evening, was no exception when I went for a ride with a friend to the desert. Warm winds moved the branches, and hair, but did not chill the body. It was evening, and the sun was very low, creating long shadows, and a little later, as the sun dropped behind the mountains, no shadows at all.
I have several favorite images of the evening, but I always come back to this image of Jenivive looking at this large, and beautiful Ocotillo.
I used to live in Leucadia, Solona Beach, Del Mar, and a couple other places along the coast. One of the places I worked was “Beach And Town Liquor,” a store in Encinitas. So whenever I am coming from somewhere North, towards home in San Diego, I take the beach route, Pacific Coast Highway, old 101, just to look at my old haunts.
This evening I noticed a very pretty addition to Encinitas, next to the place where I used to work. The new place is The De Tour Salon, in Encinitas. I stopped and hauled out some camera gear and took a couple shots of Encinitas. This image is one of the Salon.
The Salon was using a different image that I shot that evening for their Facebook page.
I like to walk my dog in different places. Part of the reason my dog goes along with me on these walks, is to give me the excuse to go somewhere she has not been.
This day, I took her down to Tecolote Canyon, not far from our normal route, but off the normal path. I was following the sound of laughing, and voices in good humor. The sound was coming from a hidden area. When we moved between trees, and next to the creek, we found six young men drinking beer, and having a good time.
These three were up in the tree, drinking. I thought the light looked very cool, and I asked them whether, or not, I could shoot this image. They said yes.
So here we have three young men, standing in a tree, drinking beer.
