Fern Detail

Some where green, some yellow, some where orange and some were just a bit faded looking, which I like.

Early Fall Ferns

I was wondering if it was going to be an early fall this year right before spotting these ferns. Unless it was just a fluke I think that these guys are proof enough. I say every year that I am going to catch the fall colors but it seems like something is always going on during that time and I never end up getting to the places I want to be. Fortunately this year I was caught by complete surprise. With the exception of a few lost images made in high school, this is my first real fall color image.

Where Are We Going?

Wait, what?

Rain on Lupine Leaves

Playing around in photoshop today and thought of John O'Connor's post: The Many Shades of Green and made me wonder how that was processed beacause I love it. After a lot of editing and feeling a bit stumped I was able to get kind of close, regardless, it's amazing how so much can go into a photo. An image can be completely different than the original file once it's processed. Sure; in our digital age we have it a lot easier, but there is now a whole different realm of processing with all of the software that's floating around out there. It's takes an incredible amount of learning to use these tools and I still do think composition is number one. But it leads me to a question I would like to get some feedback on. If anyone or in this blog's case: maybe someone would like to join. Let me know what you think.
-How much of being a good photographer do you think has to do with image manipulation or post processing?

Continuation

I have always been a big fan of aquatic scenes and I can say that water is probably one of the main reasons I photograph. Water flows: and that's simple. How that function happens is an extremely complex action that draws me in every time and inspires me to take out the camera. When I think of the material world, we have tons of different goals and destinations while my friend, the river only has one. Observing this flawless movement with nothing stopping it's course is a metaphor we can all learn from or at least admire. By the time the camera and legs are packed up, the section of water just photographed will be miles away and where it exactly originated from is anyone's guess. Just that fact alone is a heavy influence on me. With that in mind, I'll say that it is pretty difficult to not look back from whatever path you're on, possibly stumbling on conceptions along the way. It's impossible to never fail and it's unlikely to move toward one universal purpose. In other words, no matter how hard one can try, we can only dream of having the characteristics of rivers or flowing water. I guess opposites do attract.