Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Stop, Mountain, Clouds
Despite the sign's message,
the wind continues to blow
from the mountain top.
2015
The texture, the form, the edges...
there is a striking balance
between earth and sky.
Monday, February 15, 2016
Ice Limb
I often like to take pics
of shapes, reflected
in different forms.
The ice matches
the pine's lines.
2015
The symbolism of this image is profound. First off, this is a predawn pic. Then the three trees. On the right, you have two of the same type [Father and Son]. On the left, a dark mass [Holy Ghost]. And by God if there isn't a bird atop the pine [Holy Ghost]. When Jesus was baptized by John, the Holy Ghost took the form of a dove. Then there is the bell, the cross, and the heavens. I'm not one to wax religious [to any degree] but I find the composition oddly congruent There's even a mountain directly behind the smaller tree [Son].
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Frozen Stream
The frozen path of a
winter stream
leads off into the distance.
2015
A steel star, stained with rust
and stuck deep in tree-bark,
leans forward,
yearning to escape the hold.
Saturday, February 13, 2016
Moon, Lamp, Contrails
The moon, lamp, and contrails
align to create
harmonic resonance
in form and shape.
2015
Cloud Demon
The clouds, the shadows, the light...
it all makes for an eerie,
Friday the 13th image.
I may have processed this to highlight the form,
but every pixel is true to the captured RAW image.
Friday, February 12, 2016
Step to the Line
Stepping up to the
electric orange line.
2015
Perched high on the foothills,
I watched the clouds mold the light
into spectacular textures of perspective.
Thursday, February 11, 2016
Tree Crown
This feels like a face,
hiding behind a hood,
under a crown of limbs.
2015
The colors and textures
of the calendar's anticipation
of spring.
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Tuesday, February 9, 2016
Fading Mountain
A passing winter storm
engulfs the mountain.
2015
It almost feels
like your getting
poked in the eye.
Monday, February 8, 2016
Oil Dream-Catcher
This oil slick looks
just like a
dream-catcher.
2015
The cold, winter morning
my brother was buried.
Sunday, February 7, 2016
Frozen Life Lines
These frozen bubbles
of water and debris
takes a cellular form,
reflecting the microscopic
in the macroscopic.
What gets me?
The yellow walls.
2015
Inviting.
Magical.
Empty.
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Sky on Fire
The beauty and color
of the morning clouds
never ceases to amaze.
2015
It looks as if the cloud
is being pulled away from the mountain
when in fact,
it is diving into it.
Friday, February 5, 2016
Black Claw Mark
In the TV show Grimm,
the revolutionary movement
of the people against the establishment
is called The Black Claw.
I captured an example of their mark,
ripped into old, hard asphalt.
2015
The light is perfect
for capturing the reflections
and ice chunks.
Thursday, February 4, 2016
Tree and Cloud Texture
The texture of the sky
matches the texture
of the pine.
2015
The early morning light
gives dimension to the clouds
above this beautiful range.
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
Spike Ice Fingers
The skeleton shapes jut
from beneath the ice
and reach for us
like sharp, spiky, knife fingers.
2015
What does this cartoon mean?
Better question: is the Prophet depicted?
Read the article #Am I Charlie
Monday, February 1, 2016
Snow-Tipped Tree
The sun rises just high enough
to highlight the dwindling snow,
hanging on for dear life.
2015
Knot Face
The lichen is hair.
The knot is a face, complete with a neck.
There's even a nose, mouth, and if you look close, eyes.
The mind sees faces.
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