Project 365 d-210

     This is the kind of image that I love to make. Black and white, land and water mixing together under a cloud filled sky. On my lunch break tonight, I headed out as I often do to harvest some images. As I pulled up near the river, I found the water was covering the road. As soon as I stepped out of my vehicle, I saw this and Pavlov's bell began ringing. I get jittery and nervous as I hurry to capture it before it gets away. My fear is that the light will suddenly change and the small window of time will be lost forever. The scene looked surreal to me like it was the marriage of two worlds for the purpose of photography. It wasn't until later that night in my studio that I got to fully appreciate what I had captured that day. The image just came alive before me as I sat alone in my darkened studying my days work. Not unlike a puzzle the image was part mystery to behold. Even though I knew its secret it still threatened to trick my eyes as I stared at it.

     There are times when I just know that I know there is magic within the frame. Today was one of those days, and it just fills me with a deep satisfaction knowing that this image would have perished had I not started Project 365. It was there to one degree to another days before I saw it and would probably be there a few days after today, but I picked it when it was ripe. One of my mentors agreed with me that it looked like "Uelsmann" and I do love his work even though I was not trying to emulate him. Can one simply get lost in one days work? If only this image were a portal into a world unbound by the constraints of time where natural light could be moved about at will like furniture being moved across a room. Another one of my mentors once told me that "Artists move from Oasis to Oasis on their journeys, and to make sure to stop and drink deeply because you never know when the next one is coming". He was right, and today I am drinking my fill while praying to God that there are more Oasis' like this one not far down the road.

Happy Shooting.