Monday, October 24, 2016

A beautiful fall day in the woods

Today was one of the most calm and beautiful fall days I have seen.  It was a perfect day for a walk in the woods.

I have been doing many walks in the woods with my camera the last month. I lost my job of over 14 years a month ago, and in those times when I need to get away from my computer, I take my Nikon and head out into nearby parks and woods. I am lucky to live near so many great places to go, including right behind our house.  

As I walk through the woods today, surrounded by the colorful leaves and chirping birds, I started to think about all that has happened in the last few years  My beloved cat passing, then my mom going through health problems and passing away last May, health scares to family close to me, and now my job loss.

Then I came upon this scene of the sun coming through the trees. My lens didn't work right so it is blurry, but here is the photo regardless. The camera can't capture how beautiful it was. It was a moment where I thought that I need to be thankful that my family is healthy and happy, and that I can't forget to look at all of the great things around me. While the stress of unemployment is not easy, it is not the end of the world, and I have skills that are needed. It just takes time.

I also use my walks in the woods to talk to my parents, who have both passed on.  I am not a spiritual person, but I like to think that maybe they are around me in some form. My mom loved nature, particularly butterflies, She was always picking things up and making crafts out of them. My dad liked to hunt, but I think he just liked being outside as he never really shot anything.

I know there are so many of us out there looking for the next chapter in our professional lives.  It will happen. I am looking forward to where my professional walk takes me.


Saturday, October 8, 2016

My passion for photography

This past year I have gotten back into nature photography in a big way. I used to do this many years ago when I used Kodachrome. With digital photography, I can take as many as I want, and in the process, hope that I get at least one or two that are good.

The past two years have been tough ones for me. The loss of my mother, health scares, and now the loss of my job a few weeks ago. Getting out with my camera is the one thing I can do to relieve the stress and feel like I am accomplishing something. It has woken up something inside of me that has long been dormant.

I don't have the best camera or lenses, but I make do with what I have.  It works for me. Sometimes I don't even get a good photo. I missed the shot, or it is blurry or not properly exposed.  But that is ok. It is just the thrill of getting outside and taking a long walk that is important. Along the way I have discovered the beauty of a bee closeup on a flower, a bird in a tree, or a wildflower off the beaten path.

Cameras are Nikon D5100 and D60, with Tamron zoom lens with marco and Nikon 50mm with close up filters.

Friday, October 7, 2016

Frida Kahlo

I was recently watching a video about the Blue House in Mexico City, where Frida Kahlo lived her life and where she died. I knew very little about her, mostly from the movie "Frida." Her paintings did not do much for me until I read about the pain she suffered from her injuries in an accident.  Now I understand why she painted the way she did.

On September 17, 1925, Kahlo was on her way home from school when the wooden bus she was riding collided with a streetcar. Several people were killed, and Kahlo suffered nearly fatal injuries--an iron handrail impaled her through her pelvis, fracturing the bone, and she also fractured several ribs, her legs, and a collarbone.

The accident ended Kahlo's dreams of becoming a doctor, and she experienced pain and illness for the rest of her life. To occupy herself during her recovery, she began to paint with the aid of a special easel that made it possible for her to paint in bed, and a mirror that was placed above her so that she could see herself.

Kahlo once said, "I paint myself because I am so often alone and because I am the subject I know best." 

I am somewhat fascinated with her now.  She seemed way ahead of her time.

The artwork below was what made me look into Frida.  It is from Zen Pencils, and is about accepting who you are and being proud of what makes you different. Click here to view