Tag: Photo101

Mirrored Contrast

Mountain water, sparkling stillness gleaming…

Whispering

Evocative as canvas recreation,
Sweep as only nature’s brush can etch…

The Edge of Dawn

The edge of dawn invades the salt sea air,
When I seek peace, this is my saving prayer.

The Naked City

“There are 8 million stories in the naked city; this has been one of them.”

Trash or Treasure?

A speck of bread crumb oft remains unseen, Another creature’s trash, a port in storm, As cold retreats, it leaves a blanket scene, That covers over seeds ‘neath ice platform.

Cropped Fields

Our theme for Photo101, Day Fifteen is “Landscape & Cropping”.  I’ve selected a lovely landscape photo from my archives to demonstrate my perspective on cropping. Photo 1 is my original, uncropped shot, modified only with a frame and my signature, as I do with all… Continue Reading “Cropped Fields”

Fortuity

This picture speaks to me of a grandfathers love, against the seemingly insignificant backdrop of our backyard, where many happy days have been spent over nearly five decades with our children and their children. But looming large, in foreground, is Grandpa and his caring loving ways.

Fleeting

Photo 101:Day Thirteen: Moment & Motion

“Our lives are made up of big events and tiny moments. Ultimately, life is fleeting, and oftentimes it’s these small moments, this motion, that we love to document.”

Vanishing Point

The eye is drawn to the vanishing point at the horizon, flanked by the architecturally pristine and picturesque white boards of the foot bridge.

Splash of Color

Iconic structure beckons and he heeds…

Let there be light…

This photo ( in response to Day10 of Photo 101) was taken at Cape May this morning, shooting directly into the just-risen sun; creating an almost eerie glow on the water’s surface and the pillars and balustrades of the balcony. If one didn’t know it was a sunrise, one could believe it was an unusually brilliant night star.

As Plain As Day

Photo 101: Day Nine: Warmth & the Quality of Light
“…oft-elusive inspiration is directly in front if me, in a simple vase of unpretentious, freshly-cut tulips, blossoming in the warming rays of the morning sun.”

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