New Episode of “The Chat” on Monday! A brand new episode of “The Chat with Karen Hutton” goes live tomorrow!! And here’s your third and final clue to my stunning guest’s identity: Hint #3: When she began, her materials were found, but now she plays with her food. PLUS… her name is a color. Wink.…
Blue Hour = Blue! Blue hour is blue. Not kidding. Blue. Blue. Blue. Hence the name. If you haven’t even gotten out to photograph that special time of evening from shortly after the sun goes down till it’s actually dark – you should! It’s so interesting to see how your camera sees it too, which…
I have this thing. Well, I have alot of “things”. But this one has to do with visioning vs. drinking the “it’s real” cool-aid. I love using photography to illustrate stuff I think about, so here goes. Simple version. I will begin – and end – here:
Since I love shooting sunsets, I especially watch for thunderstorms. Up in the Sierra Nevada mountains where I live, they are most prevalent in July/August – and are pretty much “drop everything” events if you’re a photographer! My electronics and computer equipment doesn’t love them – but my camera sure does! Here’s one from a…
I love this photo. I also loved unexpected giggles. This moment happened in Hawaii, when I had a day to wander about looking for awesome vistas. I certainly found one here, amongst these dramatic rocks that still seemed molten, with the rough blue-blue water hammering against its edges. Oh yeahhh baby, I could see it…
I’ve wanted to visit Point Lobos, California ever since I was in my 20’s, studying photography and falling in love with Edward Weston and, to some extent, Ansel Adam’s black and white masterpieces of this area from the 1930’s. Their moody, monochromatic images from this oasis have teased my mind for many, many years. I…
One evening, I was lucky enough to be driving through the mountains on my way home when the photo I posted here happened. But that’s not what caused me to careen off the freeway onto the nearest off-ramp just a bit earlier, eyes glued to the sky and scamper off into the rocks with thongs…