One thing I will miss when we move from the mountains is my wife casually saying, “nice buck out there.” She was knitting by the window when this dude came around yesterday and posed for this portrait.
The world is full of beautiful vistas but it is hard to imagine a place more beautiful than Big Sur. The road twists and turns between Carmel and San Luis Opbispo and each turn reveals a new and stunning vista. It is hard not to stop every mile or so just to take in the view. The first time I visited was in 1968 and when I went back ten years later it seemed to not have changed, rugged wild and beautiful. You can buy a print of this image by clicking here.
We live in the Pocono Mountains in Pennsylvania bordering the Delaware State Forrest . There is no hunting in our community but there is just outside and we can frequently hear shotgun and rifle shots. My wife says I am wrong but it seems to me at this time of year there are more deer visible inside our community. Have they “learned” to high out here this time of year? Is it instinct or learned behavior? In any case it is not legal to hunt a Buck this young in Pennsylvania. You can purchase an image by clicking here
I love watching street artists. I am always amazed by a number of things. One is that they can make something so complex and not be distracted by people staring and walking around. Or distracted by noise, dogs, little kids, the wind and a host of other things. This guy was particularly amazing because one slip of that chisel and his foot is chopped liver. I didn’t have the nerve to ask him if that had ever happened. This was shot on the street in Lahaina in Maui County Hawaii.
Ten years ago when we moved here we came across this spot in the game lands which we called “Ed and Amy”. On the rock in the center of the small wetland area it was inscribed Ed + Amy in white paint. We used to walk through there with our dogs and wondered who Ed and Amy were and if they were still together. We hadn’t been down that trail for years and a couple of weeks ago we hiked back down to Ed and Amy. The rock was still there but the paint all gone now after ten Pennsylvania winters. The stream still runs through there but entropy at work has removed Ed and Amy from these wetlands.
This photograph was taken in Como Italy a couple of years ago. It was the trigger that has caused me to look for images like this ever since to create a book of people kissing in public places. There is that moment, before two people kiss when you commit to the fact that it is inevitable. This is one of those moments.
Henri Cartier-Bresson created the concept of the the decisive moment. To capture such a moment is the essence of Photojournalism. I like to think that he would have appreciated this image. You can buy a print of this image at my commercial gallery by clicking here.
Today, old man winter fired a warning shot over over our bow. Sure today it was just a small flurry, but I’m not fooled. This is from the Halloween snow a couple of years ago. If you don’t like snow like me it’s time to flee!