Archive for the ‘Wabi Sabi’ Category

I am hopelessly and forevermore drawn to industrial settings for their hard and gritty look. Pile on some rust and railroad tracks, concrete and crumble, and I am a girl gone crazy in love with her surroundings. 

Lately, though, I have found myself playing with my captures, buffing out the gritty and softening the harsh. The results are one or two steps removed from reality and more evocative of illustrations in a child’s book than the original captures would be.

This is Milwaukee’s Jones Island, an aggressively industrial setting if there ever was one, but transformed here into a quieter, more gentle world.

If you are viewing on a full-sized monitor, the pictures really pop to that storybook look when viewed large.

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The second night anchored on a sandbar near the bridge in Winona, Minnesota.

The thunderstorm rolled in around midnight. Loud! Holy Mother of Pearl! Had you told me cannons were firing from the upper deck, I would have believed you.

The only cannons firing, though, were mine.

Okay…Canons, not cannons.

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There was no way to go out on the deck to shoot, though…not unless I wanted to sacrifice my equipment to the storm so I spent my time running back and forth from the front of the boat to my berth, shooting through the glass and playing with colors and focus. Lovely jagged bolts of lightening would have been splendid, but this wasn’t that kind of storm. The sky kept blowing up all blue-white which was enormously cool to watch, but not much for photographic drama.

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Eventually, I ran out of shots to take, stowed the cameras and climbed into bed. By positioning myself just so, I was able to fall asleep to the sounds of thunder, wind, and driving rain while keeping the bridge in sight.

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This makes my short list of Best Nights Ever.

My fall garden is graced by tall and still-elegant Queen Anne’s Lace gone to seed.  Despite her wild nature,  she is permitted to hold court in any of my gardens as long as she chooses.

 

Downtown Green Bay. Sunrise over the Fox River, featuring a paper mill and a couple of tall ships at rest. Gallery, five pictures.

 I rarely shoot where I have to “follow the light,” but on this outing,  I had a fine hands-on experience with just how rapidly the quality of light changes leading up to sunrise.

It was the fog that woke me, trailing insistent fingers against my bedroom window, urging me to wake up.

I resisted, burrowed deeper into my bed, but one glimpse of those foggy tendrils grabbed me, pulled me out of my cocoon, and sent me in search of my camera.

Because everyone wants to be wandering around in the fields an hour before sunrise, right?

As usual, I really didn’t know what I was looking for and the first three or four dozen shots I took proved that. I kept walking. Then, I started to play with the ribbons of fog as they wound through the trees and fields.

And then fog around the abandoned farm site.

And then, the first peachy hues of the approaching sun.

And then… And then…

An oddly-stacked gallery from that morning walk, but I found that I was most happy with slices of the landscape, rather than full-on traditional ratios. Please click on any image to view the shots in a gallery format.

One more shot to share. I was out for a little more than an hour and returned home pretty satisfied with my morning’s work. Came in through the back patio doors, put down my camera, took off my wet shoes…and glanced back outside to see this display over my flower garden:

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Sunrise plus lingering fog, all filtered through the trees, equals WOW!

 

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Posted: July 14, 2016 in Barns, Details, Photography, Wabi Sabi

Slideshow gallery with four shots of a silo at the abandoned farm.

Not all of my posts fit the true definition of wabi sabi, but I think today’s offering does. 

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A trip around the corner to see what is left of the abandoned farm, which continues to vanish a piece at a time.  I will give you broader views, but right now, I am just wowed by the remaining exposed wood.