The photographic show, Emerging Artists, at Emerald Art Center on Friday evening was really fun and well attended. I think I talked more in that one evening than I do total in a month.  While fun it was tiring both physically – on my feet for 3 hours – and being ‘on’ is always an energy drain for us introverts.  I know that many people charge their batteries being active in groups like that but not me.  It is an energy drain and while I love doing it and being out there I recognize that in order to recover and recharge I need some time alone and in nature.  Such was the case last night.  The rain quit for a few days and while a spectacular sunset was not in the offing there did develop a soft almost pastel gentle evening.  I had the place to myself save for some rather large and noisy skeins of geese.

I watched this image develop over about 30 minutes until the sun sank into the far cloud bank – time to pack up and head for home – batteries recharged.


Bandon visit

From time to time I have come across comments by other photographers saying that Bandon is their favorite place to shoot on the Oregon Coast and I have to agree.  Shooting in a wonderful place is great but sharing it with my friend and fellow photographer, Susan Dimock made for a fun evening.  She and her husband Steve, another great photographer, own a delightful boutique motel, the La Kris Inn, ( in Bandon.  If you are the area I highly recommend you stay with them.

We arranged to meet at 4 PM and head out to Face Rock Wayside for an evening on the beach shooting the sunset.  What a treat for me.  There was a very low tide and some interesting clouds forming all of which, to me, indicated a good evening ahead.  We started at what is known as the Wizard’s Hat with about 40 minutes left before official sunset.


There were a number of other photographers on the beach and it was interesting to watch as we all jockeyed around looking for ‘The Shot’.  Watched one fellow, who had a Pentax medium format DSLR camera with a big lens on his tripod, lose that rig to the ocean – just a dunking not  a whole loss but it was painful to even watch.

After shooting all along the beach – heading north, we came to a spot where it seemed the evening light and the official sunset would come together with the sand and rocks on the beach.  Below is my attempt to capture that evening light on the wet rocks and sand.  Click for a larger view.


The following morning found me in the parking lot above the beach from the night before.  It was overcast so not much drama from the morning light, instead nice pastel colors.  This is a long exposure of 25 seconds at f10 and ISO of 800 – 16 mm lens. Yes it was pretty dark when I took this shot.  Love to hear the booming of the ocean against the rocks on a quiet, still morning.


Hope to get back to Bandon again soon – not that long a drive from Eugene.  If you want to see some of Steve and Susan’s work they both have pages on FB – Steve Dimock and Susan Dimock.  I recommend a viewing.

Comments are always welcome and while I have quit asking for travel companions please know that the door is always open.

22 and Sunny

It has been overcast and foggy here in the Willamette Valley for the last couple of days so I decided to go up and see if I could find some sun.  An friend of mine, Leigh, once told me “When in doubt go higher” and I have kept that advice close over the years.  Wise woman.

I went higher – up the Old Mckenzie Highway – and found a near pristine field with almost unmarked snow about 2 feet deep.  I knew there was a waterfall in the area that I wanted to shoot so I strapped on my snowshoes and headed out.  Graceful is not a term I would apply to my gate in snowshoes but certainly better than plunge stepping down a hill to the waterfall.  I have shot this waterfall before but with higher flows so the frozen landscape dropped the flow and I think added some interest.  (Just seemed better in Black and White.  Click for a larger view)  The image is called Cross Currents – obvious reasons.


I stumbled my way back up the hill to the field I first spotted and the following image presented itself.  Shady and 22 degrees – the sun did not add any warmth but did add some interest to the shot. What a great day to be out in the mountains.


An aside:  I did manage to get stuck in the snow/ice turning around on a forest road and had to dig myself out since I have been abandoned by my past faithful diggers.  I think I need to be more careful in the future.  Hee Hee

New Year – First Shots

Starting a new year by going to mountains adorned with fresh snow is about the best way I can think of to begin a new year and that is what I did this morning.  I guess you could say my heart is in the mountains.

Forecasters have been predicting snow for the Valley floor for the last few days but I decided to take matters in my own hands and go out and find some.  The mountains surrounding the Valley are all rimmed with fresh snow – ~1,500 seemed to be the snow line.

I headed out with the intention of shooting up the North Fork of the Middle Fork of the Willamette River upriver from the town of Westfir.  The image below was the first one I took this year – seemed to say Snow Clouds.


As expected the further upriver I went the deeper the snow got until I could tell I was pushing snow with the front of the car.  I was determined to get to a small stream – a tributary – that I had photographed in the autumn a few years back.  So much different now – dark and cold but still a riot of sound as it moved its way downstream.


For those prone to comments on composition I purposely left in that small twig at the bottom center of the image – I like the whimsy.

After getting turned around which was a bit of a challenge but I did not get stuck.  Did not have my trusty diggers Paula and Dave with me so was careful.  Glad for that Subaru 4 wheel drive.

As I slowly drove along the road headed back the scene below just seemed to beckon. I parked and wandered through about 12 inches of snow to find what I was looking for.


As always you can get a larger view by clicking on the image and I sure do welcome all of your comments.

Twenty Sixteen last image

It was very dark and right at freezing when I left the parking lot at Spencers Butte this morning and headed up the trail aiming for an end of the year sunrise shot from the top.  Hiking with my headlamp is always interesting – trail seems endless as portion after portion are illuminated.

The trail – steep and icy in spots – and the surrounding forest suffered a lot of damage from the recent ice storm but I have hand it to the city workers – it was cleared and in great shape.  It had been a while since I hiked to the top and I had forgotten that it is a substantial hike – both going up and especially coming down.  Hard on old knees.  Sure did substitute for a morning workout at the gym.

I set up and waited – was little damp with sweat from the hike and the wind picked up on the top so I got a bit chilled but it was worth the wait.


(This image is so much better if you click on it for a larger view.)

Consider this my New Years gift to all of you and I wish you a wonderful New Year.


Last Spring I purchased a roll of 36 exposure Fuji Velvia color slide film for my little Canon film camera.  I carry it around in my car and sometimes I am so glad to have it with me.  Using it just brings back memories – shooting, waiting for developing, getting a box of slides which you then look at on a light table with an eye loupe and hope you got one good picture. Then sending the slide off to be printed and with great anticipation – almost like Christmas – opening up the package containing the print – maybe you got it; maybe not.

Today was the day I got my film back – had it developed and scanned to a CD so that I could spend some time with the images in my digital darkroom.  For the most part I did not get much but there were two that I ended up liking.   The first one was taken just east of town – a sunrise.  I had just left the gym following my morning workout and noticed the sky beginning to light up – the only camera I had time to get and use was my film camera.  I know this would have been a different shot with a digital capture but it was still fun.


Last month I was without my digital camera for a couple of weeks and so to feed my addiction I went out to a path along the Mckenzie River near Armitage Park film camera in hand.  The fog was still clinging to the trees and there was a bit of autumn color hanging on.  A path to some where that surely needs exploring.


Comments are welcome.  {The camera is now loaded with B&W print film}

Cold Fall Creek Morning

“pictures can be a lot like poetry, allowing me to express myself without having to be declarative about it. So essentially my photographs are attempts to communicate, and nature provides me with a beautiful vocabulary of sorts.”    

Erin Babnik

I love that quote.  Found it in an interview with Erin Babnik, a Photo Cascadia member, whose work I find very creative and inspirational.  I often struggle to find the right words that convey what I felt when I took the images I share with y’all on this blog.  I think for the most part I am only marginally successful but with practice I hope to improve.

Dave Hill and I headed up nearby Fall Creek this morning – beautiful and close to home.  The road runs adjacent to the stream and crosses it in a few places.  Alas no snow but there was frost and in some places icy bridge crossings.  I guess the almost-for-sure snow forecast was a bit off.  It is still supposed to get very cold on Tuesday night so perhaps if there is some moisture snow will materialize.

To me there is a mix of the gentle and harsh in the winter landscape.  The bare trees adjacent to winter flow in the streams make for what some would consider a stark view but I see rest and recovery for some,  passing for others and the overall promise of spring growth held tight in the closed buds.  This first image is of Fall Creek taken from the bridge at Bedrock Canyon CG.


Walking back to the car on one of the stops I came across a small runoff pond in which the surrounding vegetation was reflected in the still water and a single cottonwood leaf was entrained in the icy surface. Made what I have come to call a natural abstract and the cold solitary nature of the leaf spoke to my mood.  {Probably was not real good company for Dave} This image is certainly one  of my favorite images from the outings this year.


Be sure to click on the images for a larger view and your comments are more than welcome.