A Visual CV

Kim Manley Ort, a photographer and photography teacher from whom I have been fortunate to learn much about the art of seeing and photographing,  shared a post in which a photographer answered all the questions from his interviewer with one of his photos, giving an insight to what is his body of work.   Kim and several other photographers that I have come to know and follow did the "Visual CV" about themselves so I have decided to see what I know about myself and my photography just by posting my photos.   See if you can see me!


 Here are my answers....   

Who are you?

Why Photography?

What is your trademark style?

What truly inspires?

Describe your lifestyle?

How do you view the world?

What makes a great shot?

Where is home for you?

Where do you go when you close your eyes?

An important lesson learned?

Dandelion Joy

The dandelion, that much maligned and hated "weed" ,

Always blooming, showing off its bright yellow, 

reaching for the sun.

Petals closing and resting
at day's end, 

sleeping, 

changing into a new look to greet the day!

Little wispy seeds emerge,

to catch the morning light,

tumbling off in delight when 

the summer breeze blows a breath!

 

                                                                     

 
Like a million little stars basking in the sun..



Falling stars that touch the Earth, 

 Tumbling down in fun.

But then, they don't fall, they fly, away on the breeze,

to set down and rest

upon the warm Earth, 

to dream of being a golden beauty

 reaching for the sun!

Not a Weed, but a Flower,

Giving Joy and Hope

I love Dandelions, 

They are one of my "Reliable Joys!"

Sagebrush

Northwest Colorado is a place of mountains and valleys, rolling hills and meadows and sagebrush.  Acres of sagebrush thrive during the hot, dry summers and the cold, snowy winters.  During the spring thaw and the rains that normally come then, the sage turns grayish, silverish green but doesn't flower until the fall when it turns a little more grayish brownish color.    The sagebrush smell is spicy and is more prevalent after a rain.  It just smells good!  The wild animals such as antelope, deer and elk do eat sagebrush and birds will nest under its spiky branches to be safe from predators.  In the fall, the sagebrush blooms with golden yellow flowers.  

But the sagebrush hides something else!  Color!

             white and lavender

Purple and pale blue

  

                                                       

                                                                          Yellow

 

                                                                      

Red

Discover beauty

in unexpected places

Fills my heart with awe!

Photographs and Words

     I have never been a writer even though I am a voracious reader.  

Words are something that I use sparingly except with family and close friends. 

What about words that would be part of my photographs?

 I would rather read words than make myself 

come up with words to describe or explain my photographs.  

         I could find parts of songs or poems that might compliment my photographs.

This photo says to me..

" My eyes have seen the glory.."  

or this one  "Take me home, country roads, to a place I belong"

or this song line " I see a bad moon arisin' ..."

But are words really necessary for photographs?

If I am sharing a photograph for others to see and enjoy 

what if their words are different from mine?

Maybe I only supply the photographs to make others feel the words!

What would your words be?

Knobs and handles

I like doors!

But I love door knobs and handles!

Metal or wood

                  


Fancy or plain

Shiny and smooth

Knobs and handles open doors 

to let us inside or out...

Turn the knobs

Pull the handles

Open the doors

You might be surprised 

Joy in Finding Beauty

One can always find beauty in a big landscape 

where light and color are a treat for the eye..

But look closer for beauty.. 

a handmade bowl

graffiti painted on a wood building.

I find beauty in the shape of wire 

wrapped around a fence post,

in leaves and reflections on a rusting piece of tin,

                                        

and in the reflections of sky and trees in water,

                                             

                                            Oh, but frost and ice...a different kind of beauty..

                                                 
                                        

Look for beauty in the frost and ice of winter..

it will give you great joy!