Eden is a Place: TreePhotoBlog2: Populus tremuloides

Took these pictures in the fall near Causey Reservoir, Utah. Originals in color. A different look at quakies whether it be in black and white (like Ansel Adams but I still think different, right?) or in tinting a B&W photo the shade of yellow that many a quaking leaf turn before they get pushed to take flight.

I really don't mind the slight blur (I have a very basic digital camera.), the quaking aspens that my camera caught here were, well, quaking.

Eden is a Place: Photoblog: "Inanimate Summer"

Photos taken last summer in Eden, at my parents house, right before we made the big move east. There are several things that could be taken from these photos but I will not comment on any of them. I will mention, however, that because I took these pictures during a melancholic moment in my life, the tear of vines which appears in the lower of the two photos was a nice, serendipitous touch.

Eden is a Place: Photoblog: "Through the Looking Glass" series

I'm always interested in how light is refracted, bent, dimmed, enhanced, etc. Light is probably the crux of my photographic interests and the main subject of my lens. I usually try, however, not to slip into complete abstraction. I do this by capturing only quotidian observations. That is, I keep my eyes open to the wonders of 'nature' wherever I am - whether it be out in what modernity calls wilderness or whether I be sitting at the breakfast table staring out the window through a vase at a wild, urban landscape, like I was when I took the photographs below.

I'm obviously not a professional photographer by any stretch and so you could say that this "series" of photographs below is ongoing (meaning that it is going nowhere), but it and other "series" of photographs that I develop keep me alive and help me defamiliarize myself ontologically and epistemologically. Basically, photography crosses and uncrosses my eyes. Like pure poiesis, or like a true and sincere prayer, it gives me back those moments that come before thought, before I've given in to ideology or the written word (if I'm not completely wrong, Julia Kristeva calls this moment the chora in her book Desire in Language).

Photographic series: "Through the Looking Glass"

1. Still Life / Landscape #1

2. Still Life / Landscape #2

3. Still Life / Landscape #3