In case you’re missing the flies of Summer on this cold Winter day? Today’s post might fulfill that yearning?Unless, of course you’re reading this from the tropics or South of the Equator? Where there’s probably a few flies around right now? I found this little series of images last Summer here in the Pacific Northwest. Turns out some flies like to rest on roses for lengthy periods in the morning before the Sun hits full noon. All of the images in this series I found at different days on my photo trips to the local rose garden. While photographing I had plenty of time to work on getting a good image. This guy was just in a resting mode. Maybe loving the warmth of this yellow rose?
Source: Catch this… Before it Flies
I miss the Bees! Particularly the Honeybees.
That’s what it could sound like in a few years if we keep going the rate we’re going? Of course, right now I’m missing the bees because it’s the middle of Winter. I literally can’t wait to photograph bees among the flowers again this coming Summer!
According to a report published on the Bee Informed website last May, America lost 44% of it’s Honeybee population over the previous two years. That’s typically more than twice what the normal rate of honeybee loss is in an average year. The fact that the honeybee loss over the Summer season has increased dramatically, as well as the loss over the Winter Season increasing, has many folks very concerned. Personally, I feel this article, link above, puts a lot of blame on parasites rather than focusing on pesticides like Neonicotinoids. While the article does mention pesticides as contributing, it pretty much puts the blame on small backyard beekeepers. When a swarm of dead bees are found underneath a fruit tree that’s recently been sprayed with pesticides, as happened in Wilsonville, Oregon a few years back, I find it difficult to believe that’s because of a parasite from backyard beekeepers.
Anyway, it was Albert Einstein who said, “If the bee disappeared off the surface of the globe, then man would have only four years of life left. No more bees, no more pollination, no more plants, no more animals, no more man.”That’s very concerning, I just hope we’re not in those last 4 years yet?
If America doesn’t care enough about it’s dwindling honeybee population, it’s my hope that another nation will pick up the slack?
Find out more… What is a Bee to the Flower?
Alright, well in the Willamette Valley area of Oregon anyway, the cold snap has pretty much passed for this year. While we may still get a few more cold days inland of the coast, pretty much, the really cold weather for this Winter has passed. Of course, as soon as I say that, we’ll get an extended cold weather snap. May even still get some snow? But now we can start thinking about the warmer days ahead. Plus, the days are getting longer too – just the other day I stuck my head out the door at 5pm and celebrated that it’s still actually daylight at 5pm here. As you can tell, I like when it gets warmer.You might want to start looking closely at the outdoor plants in your neighborhood. You’ll see some tiny buds beginning their short blossom period. Fruit trees will have tiny little buds on them. Rhododendron plants will have large size buds on them.
Source: What is the Camellia Flower?
I’m not really a good photographer!
Many folks ask me why I photograph flowers? It’s difficult to get outstanding images of flowers. Especially macro images of those flowers. Many folks use that as an excuse not to make an attempt.
I started photographing flowers simply because they are something to photograph. I’m an older photographer in the photography community, when I attempt to apply for jobs in the industry, people would rather hire younger folks, than an old man like me. I entered photography as a profession later in life and honestly I don’t know very much about running a studio or managing photographers in a business environment. While I’m a quick learner and I do have that experience from other areas in my life it’s difficult to convince hiring managers that I can successfully convert those skills. They typically don’t want to take the gamble and would rather go with the younger, impressionable candidate. So I lose out. Of course it’s age discrimination, but it’s difficult to prove that unless someone out right tells me that’s why they won’t hire me. I’ve applied for so many jobs that it’s really very difficult to even begin the process anymore. While I’m bummed that this happens every day in the photography community, it’s beyond my control and I’d rather focus my attention in another direction (pun intended).
My desire was, is, and will continue to be photography. Flowers ended up being my medium because I didn’t have a lot of funds to go on a fancy trips somewhere to photograph. I’ve always been jealous of a fellow artist friend, older than myself, who could afford to take these fancy photography trips with her camera and come back with images that she would then interpret into her water color paintings. With flowers, all I have to do is walk around the neighborhood and photograph whatever flowers I came across. Plus, it’s a bonus to meet some of my neighbors who are growing those flower in their gardens and share those images with them.
While photographing flowers can be difficult, the really hard part in photographing flowers is selling them. The world is already full of great floral images. There’s not a lot of demand. I can’t seem to sell a single one of my images? I’ve tried so many different web sites and stock photography sites, but my images just don’t seem to pass muster for them? Of course, that’s probably because I’m simply not that great? I do manage to create a great image once in a while, but most of my images are only so-so.
Lately, I’ve been bringing flowers that I purchase home and photographing them in my home studio. That’s where the Sunflower images above come from. The first having been photographed with an imitation Vincent van Gogh painting in the background. The name on the back of my painting says “Pool Hall,” but it’s quite obviously a copy of “The Night Cafe in Arles.” That was not planned when I brought these Sunflowers home. I was photographing them is a vase, and while photographing looked up at my painting on the wall and suddenly realized… I just couldn’t resist. The other two images above are from the same session. I really tried to get a good image of the water drop with the sunflower in the background, but this was the best I could get with my equipment.
I hope you like? Remember to share with everyone you know. Sharing brings me more exposure, so to speak, but perhaps I’m not ready for that exposure yet?
This is what happened when I brought a Yellow Fireworks Dahlia plant home from the market. I’m not a big fan of visiting the market in the Summertime because they bring out all the recent flowers and I want to bring them all home. I have limited garden space, so I don’t get to grow a lot of flowers in the house. But I manage to take one or two in a season and my indoor plant collection is a budding start. While the flowers on these plants are blooming I’ll then spend afternoon, morning and night creating images and capturing memories that hopefully will last throughout the Winter.
These are some of my favorite images from this particular plant and creative session with a Yellow Fireworks Dahlia flower. To find out which of these three images is my absolute favorite, visit the Niume post.
I’m deeply saddened by the events that happened in Florida Sunday morning. June is normally the month of pride for the LGBT Community. Has been every year for as long as I can remember. It’s a time when folks come together to celebrate their differences and express love and appreciation for that difference. This expression of love and appreciation suffered a direct attach because of people who are indifferent toward those emotions. I feel sorry for those people who have to support hate and indifference toward others. Your isolation is what worries me most. There’s not one ounce of caring left in your soul that you have to attack others in their expression of love? It’s really just pitiful.
I come from a background with a family overcome with hatred and nonacceptance. Not only because I’m Gay, but they tend not to understand or take into account the feelings of anyone that crosses their path. I feel sorry for them, because they can’t see past their blinding ignorance. I wish it would change, but they have to change themselves. I can only encourage and remain dedicated to who I am and live the best possible life, in peace and acceptance, that I can.
I remember growing up in a suburb outside of Kansas City. My mother was originally from Mississippi, Dad was from Pennsylvania. They met in Florida while Dad was in the Navy. Moved to Kansas so that he could work at TWA for 30 years. They raised a big ole Catholic family. I have 6 siblings and every year at Spring Break we all would hop into the car and take the trip to Mississippi to visit Mom’s family. I absolutely loved those trips, squeezed into the Oldsmobile, or in the later years we moved up and were to able to afford a Chevy Caprice Classic wagon. What an ugly car! And ours was this puke green color. I’m not sure why that particular car ended up being the chosen one?
One year on a visit to my grandmothers, I was playing in the front yard of my grandmother’s house, with a few siblings and cousins. It was kind of early in the morning and I guess it was garbage day? There was the garbage truck slowly moving it’s way up the street. Driven and operated by an older African American man. Well, older? To me at that age all men were older. As he picked up the can in front of my grandmother’s house he threw it over the back of the truck, a few things spilled over the side and on to the street. My grandmother was out the kitchen door almost immediately and began yelling at the poor guy! Calling him every name in the book! “God-damned N-word!” Yelling at the top of her voice. I was shocked that it was happening, let alone so publicly. I couldn’t believe my Grandmothers expression of hatred toward this man, and I felt sorry for the poor Garbage Truck Operator. That incident was one of the first times where I saw such an expression of hatred and intolerance and it’s made an indelible mark on my mind every since.
I’ve never been someone who has a lot of disposable income. But I want to help the victims in Orlando, Florida anyway that I can. Then I thought, “maybe I could offer a photograph?” So, I’ve decided to donate the proceeds from this image – Sunflower Opens – posted above as sold through Fine Art America. I haven’t sold any prints of this image yet and think it’s a beautiful one. It’s one of my favorites.
When a tragedy unfolds like the one in Florida this past weekend, believe it or not it opens the door to new opportunities. That’s what this opening Sunflower represents to me. It’s the opening up of a new flower, like the opening up of new relationships and opportunities. Plus, to me this image has a peaceful, almost serene quality within.
Please feel free to visit the listing for this print at Sunflower Opens at Fine Art America.
I end every post I’ve put on this blog with the word Peace. I try and end every conversation I have with the word Peace. Because I believe we need more Peace the the world.
Admitted, this is kind of a weird post I guess.
In my travels and everyday effort at creating images of flowers that I pass by, I’m bound to come upon some bugs flying around and landing on those flowers. I like to zoom in close to these creatures when I find them to see what they are doing. Usually they are just sitting around.
Sometimes the flies sit on the flowers for while, others they are sitting only briefly. The ladybug in the image above had a mission on this particular day. She was just traveling all over this pink flower when I got this image. I think it might even be a little blurry? I tried getting more images, but was only able to get this one because by the time I was ready to take my next picture she was under the flower petal and trucking back down the stem. I would have loved to have followed her around for a while just to see where she goes.
I was able to find a few images of these flies, especially the one on yellow above. They just sat on the flower like they knew what I was up to, probably hoping they could make into some magazine for flies? The fly on the pink petal is a little blurry, but still kind of interesting. Would love to get closer to these creatures, but alas, need a different camera lens in my life.
Anywho, I can probably expect that you won’t share this post, it’s kind of icky with the flies. But if you find it in your heart to share I’m sure this creatures would love to be seen far and wide.
A couple weeks ago upon visiting my local Tulip flower farm, I decided to bring home a planter full of Tulip Queensland variety of flowers to photograph under my lights in the home studio. This week those Tulip Queensland flower are in full bloom and this is what I was able to capture of that group. I spent a morning creating images of these flowers from different perspectives, but mostly macro and closeup images. I also moved my lights around and experimented with different lighting situations. What I present here in this post are just some of the images I found during this session. They make for some pretty interesting macro images! What do you think?
Trillium flowers are blooming. This poor flower is almost extinct in some places. It’s so beautiful people can’t resist the temptation to pick it and take it home.
First off, it won’t last! Second, Don’t! In some places it’s illegal!
But, if you pick this flower it won’t get the opportunity to collect it’s all important energy that enables it bloom next year. This flower depends on it’s above ground parts to collect the energy from the Sun and send it down to the root underground for storage. The longer it has the opportunity to do that the more energy it has for continued blooms. So, take pictures all you want, but leave it where you find it. Don’t fulfill that temptation.
My gift to You
Oestre! The Goddess of Spring! Welcome back!
“It makes no difference who or what you are, old or young, black or white, pagan, Jew, or Christian,
I want to love you all and be loved by you all, and I mean to have your love.”
I’m not drawing any connection between the Daffodil flower and Leap Year! It’s just a leap year and these are the Daffodils I’ve see growing in my neighborhood so far. I wanted to put out a post on Feb. 29th and Daffodils are what I’ve been finding images of lately. They are pretty prevalent this year in the Pacific Northwest. The Daffodil is part of the Narcissus family of flowers and symbolizes rebirth and new beginnings. Happy Leap Year and enjoy the Daffodils!
I always think fondly of the William Wordsworth poem “I Wonder’d Lonely as a Cloud.”
“I wandered lonely as a cloud, That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
“Continuous as the stars that shine, And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line, Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
“The waves beside them danced; but they, Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed—and gazed—but little thought, What wealth the show to me had brought:
“For oft, when on my couch I lie, In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye, Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.”
I visited Tryon Creek State Park yesterday in SW Portland yesterday and was afforded the opportunity to photograph new Spring growth in the forest. Those images will be forthcoming in future posts here. While out there walking around, I came across this little feline, with her human, out for a walk also, her name is Cleopatra and she reminded me of my awesome cat whom I lived with for 16 years. See my memorial tributes posted on this blog a year and a half ago. When Sinatra was younger he used to go for walks with me in the forest. I loved it. That forest was in my backyard, so it wasn’t difficult to get out. As far as I knew Sinatra never walked out in the forest by himself, but whenever I would go he loved to follow. And Cleopatra kind of looks just like Sinatra did. Such a cute cat, I was glad I got a chance to capture the moment.
I’m trying to create more posts here on my blog. I’ve been busy of late getting up to speed with a new photography job. Things are getting back to normal now, so hopefully you’ll get to see more posts here. Don’t give up on my.
Okay, so I was supposed to post this series of images last Summer, soon after I posted my Washougal River post from last year. But I got sidetracked and to be honest I didn’t think these images that I found out on the Clackamas River weren’t as spectacular? But I’ve decided to post anyway, since I haven’t posted at all this month, I wanted to get something out there.
The Clackamas River feeds into the Willamette River in Oregon City, after traversing out of the Cascade foothills Southeast of Portland, OR. It’s a beautiful river, but was probably once even more grand before Portland General Electric came in and built dams to provide power to the growing city to the North. The valley hasn’t been logged very much recently as compared to along Highway 26 out to the coast. It was logged long ago, and the second growth forest is coming in nicely. Hopefully they won’t log again for a long time to come.
I also wanted to say that I updated my last Feature Artist post featuring some commentary about the pieces I posted images of from the artist himself, Jan Shield. Check out the link and some great fine art.
Happy Winter Solstice!
As we gently pass through the shortest day of the year and come into contact with all the night lights in our society, especially with all the holiday lights, I’m reminded of these oil paintings I recently got the opportunity to photograph. The combination of dark and light paints in these Oil paintings make it look as if I’m actually viewing the scene. These pieces are created by Yamhill County, Oregon artist Jan Shield. While photographing these pieces with Mr. Shield, he mentioned that “These works were painted by toeing the canvases on top of my car, going out into the farm fields around Forest Grove, OR and working with the light of the sky, auto beam light, and the increasing glow of the electric advance of light from Portland, OR into the environment.” It’s an expression into a century of electrified power and night time glow.
I wrote a short biography on Jan Shield in my previous post of his where I shared these wonderful Raku plates he created. So I won’t write a lot about him here, be sure to visit that post for more information. On a recent visit to the Dancing Trees Sanctuary, where Shield still lives and creates art on a daily basis, I was able to also photograph some more wood sculptures that he created as well. I will feature those images in an upcoming post. In the mean time, Shield is still represented by the Fairweather House and Garden in Seaside, OR, and the Rental Sales Gallery at the Portland Art Musuem.
I hope you enjoy your Winter Holidays and that you are with family and/or friends.
Wow! It’s difficult to believe that Autumn is nearly two-thirds gone already? In a little over 30 days from today, Winter will be presenting it’s likeness for all to enjoy! And the holidays are just around the corner from that.
Yesterday, while working on some images that will be presented in an upcoming post, probably later this week, I found this golden colored Maple Leaf barely hanging on to this Heavenly Bamboo leaf in my backyard. It made for an impromptu photo session to get the images posted in today’s post. Pretty cool from my humble opinion? What do you think?
I hope you’re enjoying the Autumn season so far this year? Watching the leaves change colors on the trees and gather on the ground has been a thorough enjoyment for me to experience this year. I’ve enjoyed posted all the colors of Autumn, if you’ve missed any of them take a moment of your time to go back and review. I think you’ll like? And in the meantime, share with your friends. I need all the exposure I can get.
I also wanted to briefly state that I #standUnited with #France and against bullying, intimidation and violent threats. There’s only room for #peace in this #World, let’s start living it today.
I was bored the other day and wanted to create. But I also knew I had to exercise too, at a little bit. So I went for a walk in Laurelhurst Park down the street. While on my walk, I suddenly realized that I was collecting leaves from off the ground. I was pinking up the ones that had freshly fallen. I walked all over the park for a little while, and collected leaves. I should have brought a bag to keep them in, I must have looked silly will all those colorful leaves in my hands. But I didn’t care. I suddenly found myself on a mission. I brought the leaves to my home studio and started taking pictures. I organized them into a collage, which suddenly sounds oxy-moronic? I was just practicing taking pictures. These are just a few samples of what I came up with. I hope you like. There’s 15 in the collection all together. To see them all, visit my Instagram Portfolio. Become a follower while you’re at it, why not?
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Autumn colors are around the corner, time for your Autumn Photo Session?
I like to facilitate Photo Sessions in environments that open up the individual being photographed. The colors in Portland, OR area parks are fabulous right now! Time to update that professional image or the family portrait. Forest Park, Laurelhurst Park, and Hoyt Arboretum are just a few of my suggestions. Above are just some of my favorite portraits I’ve created in the last year. Call today – 503-241-0170, ask about my $99 – 45 minute Lunchtime Photo Sessions. They only last 45 minutes. Lets meet and have coffee so we can talk about what you’d like to see in a session.
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Okay, here’s my little contribution to the plethora of Super Blood Moon Eclipse images out in the World today! What a phenomenal event, everyone wanted to see it. I visited Rocky Butte to witness this event and it seemed like everyone in Portland had the same idea. Fortunately I rode my bike because if I had driven with all that traffic? Well, let’s just say I’m glad I didn’t. I left early and I’m sure there were many folks who never got to see the event because they were stuck in their cars trying to get up, and/or down that hill. The first two images in this post were taken from Rocky Butte, the last, darker image, was created after I got back home, just before the event was over. I hope you like? While I’m sure these images aren’t the best out in the World today, but if you’re so inclined, remember to spread a little love in the World and share these images with your friends by sending them a link to this blog post. I could sure use the exposure, pun intended.
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Rumor has it the infamous airplane hijacker D.B Cooper landed in the Washougal River Basin after skydiving out of a Boeing 727 with a bagful of money during a thunderstorm way back in 1971. Many folks say he lived happily ever after, perhaps somewhere along the Washougal River? But then there are others who say he perished almost immediately after leaving the airplane. He was never located and the mystery still plagues the region like Big Foot.
The Washougal River Valley is an easy place to get lost, I’ve even been lost once along this river. That’s kind of a silly story, having to do with Google Maps, that I love to share, but perhaps I’ll save it for another post? This river valley is definitely beautiful, beginning it’s 33 mile course South of Mount St. Helens in the Gifford Pinchot National Forest and ending at the Columbia River just East of Portland, OR. While more development has recently shaped the valley it was still pretty rugged when I first moved to the region just 12 years ago. Washougal River Road is one of my favorite drives and I love to stop along the way to find some images.
The first image in this post is just a peaceful shot of the river meandering along the rocks and trees. The second image is another, but if you look closely there’s a small fish jumping out of the water very near the center of the image. I waited 45 minutes to get a better image, the fish were jumping like crazy on this day, but I could never find a better one. The third image is of a tributary along the River. Not sure what this creek is called, but it’s sure beautiful.
Enjoy and thanks for stopping by today. Remember to share with your connections.