Tuesday, September 22, 2009

114 - Connections



Canon 5DmkII, 24-70mm at 35mm, iso100, 1/60 sec at f/9.5, +CPL

A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty. Albert Einstein

Friday, September 18, 2009

113 - Coincidence


Canon 5DmkII, 16-35mm at 16mm, iso100, 1/15 sec at f/8.0, +CPL

According to Wikipedia, Coincidence is the noteworthy alignment of two or more events or circumstances without obvious causal connection. The word is derived from the Latin co- ("in", "with", "together") and incidere ("to fall on"). In science the term is generally used in a more literal translation, e.g., referring to when two rays of light strike a surface at the same point at the same time. In this usage of coincidence, there is no implication that the alignment of events is surprising, noteworthy or non-causal.

I tend more to mystical teachings that insist on the view that there is absolutely no coincidence in the world. Everything that occurs can be related to a prior cause or association, no matter how vast or how minute and trivial. All is impacted by something related to it that is seen or unseen, cognized or unknowable.

This sunset had special meaning for me and I believe the universe set it to remind me; Number one, how blessed we are. Number two, There are connections that make all of this a lot of fun.

Yesterday with another photographer I was discussing photographing sunsets, I said "And don't ever rule out the east, things happen there that don't happen in any other direction." Well the image above, that I took the next evening (due east) is what I was talking about. This beautiful pattern of sun rays is called anticrepuscular rays. Coincidence???

The second image and don't get wrong I'm not a religious guy, speaks to how blessed we are. I've been to this location numerous times and I've never seen a Sister there. Sister Marisa has a beautiful smile and is very friendly. I asked her to pose for me and she graciously agreed. The anticrepuscular and crepuscular rays are also called God rays. Another darn coincidence...

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

112 - Kindness


Canon 5DmkII, 70-200mm at 160mm, iso200, 1/45 sec at f/2.8,

Constant kindness can accomplish much. As the sun makes ice melt, kindness causes misunderstanding, mistrust, and hostility to evaporate. Albert Schweitzer

At what age do we forget this?

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

111 - Effortless




Canon 5DmkII, 16-35mm at 16mm, iso100, 1/15 sec at f/8.0, +CPL

There is a feeling of effortless effort when passion is connected to a process. It is amazing to me that when I am creating images the aches and pains in my body seem to disappear for that time. Photography is my meditations.

Friday, September 4, 2009

110 - Blessed


Canon 5DmkII, 16-35mm at 16mm, iso100, 1/15, 1/4, 1 sec at f/11.0, +CPL

What work I have done I have done because it has been play. If it had been work I shouldn't have done it. Who was it who said, "Blessed is the man who has found his work"? Whoever it was he had the right idea in his mind. Mark you, he says his work--not somebody else's work. The work that is really a man's own work is play and not work at all. Cursed is the man who has found some other man's work and cannot lose it. When we talk about the great workers of the world we really mean the great players of the world. The fellows who groan and sweat under the weary load of toil that they bear never can hope to do anything great. How can they when their souls are in a ferment of revolt against the employment of their hands and brains? The product of slavery, intellectual or physical, can never be great. Mark Twain