Tilt no. 3 "Standing in a sea of the dead." Farmers use massive felling machines to pull trees from would be fields like plucking eyelashes from eyelids with tweezers. These two trees are left standing in a filed of the dead as they ready for a crop of golden corn.
Tilt no. 2 The Tree stool tall & proud, almost totally unaware of its posture in life & unaware of its companion down the road.
Moon over Iroquois Towering above like a cathedral with a delicate sliver moon.
Fire Dance A tall figure dances with fire around their belly, singing a mighty song.
Falls Final Days - 120 film
One in the Wind (South Dundas, Ontario - Digital
Shangri-La Cabins at Low Tide
They stand and look proud along the Bay of Fundy in Nova Scotia. I enjoy following the lines along the grass to the trees & water.
Fall Light no. 1 The sun was illuminating the leaves & you could see right through them. They seemed to glow & radiate with this amazing energy.
Fall Light no. 2 The sun was illuminating the leaves & you could see right through them. They seemed to glow & radiate with this amazing energy.
Fall Light no. 3 The sun was illuminating the leaves & you could see right through them. They seemed to glow & radiate with this amazing energy.
Algonquin Park Trees in Reflection
"Deep in the park stands a deep still lake. The air feels almost unnerving in the total calmness. The reflections in the water suggest a mirror universe, something to slip into & get sucked into forever. " // I love to camp the interior of Algonquin Park & I didn't get to do that in 2020 for reasons we are all aware of. I have been missing the quiet, calm of the trees, the water & nature. I miss the sound of the loon calling, telling me I have arrived. When I am out in the park, I tend to commune with Tom Thompson - I put in at Canoe Lake often & canoe past the bustle & activity of the Lake, into something quieter, into the interior but not before I stop in on Tom's Totem & say hi - I imagine what it would have been like to carry heavy wooden easels & canvas along a portage & into my canoe to find a spot to paint. This photograph is one of my favorite to look back on when I am missing the park. It reminds me, just how encompassing the camping experience is. (near Burnt Island Lake).
Morning Trees in Fog These trees,as if suddenly, came to life & began their quiet parade or maybe it was a funeral.
Look Up "All around us we are watched." I enjoy photographing trees in abstract & unique ways. I took a break from photographing thees a few years ago, after someone close to me, a fellow photographer, made a very sharp, off-handed comment about Ansel Adams & tree photography - while I was flipping through a book of his & relating it to my work. I am slowly building up a passion again for observing & collecting photos of these tremendous spiritual plants.
Lilac In The Sunlight Lilac blossoms in the warm summer sun. Looking outside across the porch to the lilac tree, the sound of my dog barking in the distance, and the wind chimes, chiming in the subtle breeze.
Walking Through The Migratory Bird Sanctuary
Follow the lines down through the heart & into the soul. Keep looking, keep finding.