Tuscon Morning for sale
I added three photos to square market you might like…Tuscon Monsoon Morning (above), Roswell Bridge and the DC Tidal Basin. You can purchase them on square market. If you want them in a different format…or see anything else in my Smugmug portfolio you like please contact me so I can serve you!
The EHW Photography store is open at: EHW Square Market
View the rest of my portfolio here: EHW Portfolio
You’ll also see some other gear I have up for sale there as well. Some good gear not getting enough use.
As always 10% of the print profit goes to charity.
Blast from the past!
Here is a simple little shot from a four years ago…whoa you mean old photos still hold relevance? Photos taken with old technology like a Pentax K200D 10mp CCD can still “work?”
Well…yes they can…I know people who could shoot with a pinhole camera and put my efforts to shame. A good photograph is less about technical excellence than it is about soul…in my humble opinion.
So many iconic photographs come from a spit second decision, snapped on instinct guided settings not perfectly applied logic.
Not much different than life..always comes back to that life thing…
People we trust the most are those that we know who will do right when under duress and short timelines. We know that their soul contains excellent guide rails, and we can trust their instinct more than our indecision.
So I’m going to get back to the good book tonight and try to strengthen my guide rails…so maybe you will trust me to do right when my next time of trials begin.
PS This is a Pentax K200D shot with a Tamron 18-250 ultrazoom. Good kit if I say so myself. K200D is still my back up, although now I don’t know how I ever got by with only one whiz wheel (control wheel) and not two!
Desoto puts a twinkle in my eye on Day one of Old Car City…
Heading back into the evening class…put wanted to post something from this morning. Six miles of trails and seventy years of cars to photograph! I only covered two small yards so far, and they are full of fun shapes and images just crying to be photographed. I am of course the only Pentax shooter here! So my stuff does not get borrowed much for some reason.
Getting ready for critiques tonight and learning from what I’ve done and failed to do…
My five year old saved Christmas!
The last few weeks pressed me from every angle. Work, not being able to get my dream moving, the evil at Newtown and in my own town..All felt like a bone crushing weight on me. Even my picture taking, my refuge for sanity, was falling flat. The spirit of Christmas felt as far away as the moon. I could recognize the evil was in a person’s choices, not the wonder of creation. I was just overwhelmed by the amount of darts thrown at good people of late. I had closed myself off to the spirit of Christ’s power because I was letting things other than keeping God foremost in my thoughts and family’s development matter.
All this started to change when as I put my head down, my lovely wife said…make small changes and the change will come. I slept on it, and through the night the weight of everything started to feel workable. I got up and walked into the living room to watch the sun rise on the Christmas tree. It was then that my five year old came down the stairs and plopped himself right on top of me.
His first words were, “Dad we have a wonderful tree. It is magic.” God was speaking through the mouth of a babe. For ten minutes we sat still, and quietly talking about favorite ornaments lest we wake up the other four souls in the house to early. Then he said, “Dad we need to take some pictures of our tree.” That was all I needed. Out came the tripod, the light for my first light painting attempts, and photographic direction from my five year old. My soul was alive, and responding to the cuing from God to live and enjoy Christmas in the present.
Every year I look at the Christmas tree form a new perspective. This year I took it from my five year old. Christ does bring grace if we let him. I pray that you and yours can do the same.
PS These photos are from perspective of my five year old…his height I hope conveying some of the awe we felt as kids before the Christmas tree.