The Eastern Sierras of California have their own kind of magic. I’ve always known that. And of course, there’s a reason why Galen Rowell chose to call the town of Bishop in the Owens Valley home.
This past week, I ventured down that way as a sort of mini-retreat to clear my mind, heart and soul. After being nose-to-the-grindstone preparing and giving presentations, writing articles, birthing my newest work (which continues), getting ready for teaching travels to the Smoky mountains, Florida and France – AND masterminding new projects… I was ready to start singing the Inspiration Blues!
“Enough!” I cried. “It’s time for a pilgrimage!” (that’s what I call road trips.)
So I packed up my car and headed down south. Continue reading “My Eastern Sierra Sojourn”
Can you believe we’re almost done? Today is Day 9 in: “Finding Your Voice… 10 Days, 10 Concepts To Help You Find Your Photographic Voice.” And now…
The View: Wide or Macro?
Today’s exploration asks how you love to see the world. The wide view? Close up, contained and focused? Or somewhere in between?
If you’re like me, you love it all! I wanted to admit that right off the bat, in case you thought I was gonna say “Choose amongst them!” No… if you love all view, go for it!
Where you DO have to choose is in your composition. You have to, in a sense, justify what goes in the frame of whatever view you’ve chosen. For this series, that means make strong choices about that based upon what you love. The story you want to tell. The message, point of view or perspective you want to share… which has to all come back to what you love most.
Continue reading “Finding Your Voice: Day 9. The View.”
That Oh-So Wearable Feeling
Y’know that moment where you finally get a glimpse of something you’ve been after, and it kinda makes you gasp from the power of its revelation? Maybe it’s the answer to a deep question that has plagued you since you were 12, or blessed clarity that suddenly appears in answer to “What should I be DOING with my life?”… or maybe it’s just something stupid simple like “What shoes should I wear with this outfit that don’t hurt my feet?” Hey, it can be anything! But I’m talking about that second when the fog just starts to lift and what’s behind Door #1 shows itself for the first time, giving you just a taste of awesomeness yet to come. When I walked about the corner and saw this mountain framed with a flaming blaze of glory… I gasped like that. And of course, had to photograph it. Then I wanted to wear it – forever! Continue reading “Flash Cards & Art”
That Technicolor Time of Year
Earlier this autumn, the hubs and I took a week and bombed down to the Eastern Sierras. Mind you, we didn’t just randomly decide to pack up and go blasting off all willy-nilly, when it was convenient for us. My goodness no! Nature has the upper hand in this scenario. YOU wait for HER! You have to watch from afar… kind of like when you stalk something you REALLY want on eBay, then sign up for the “Watch list” so you know when it’s getting to be time to leap. But hey.. no bidding until the last second! God forbid you start a bidding war!
But I digress… how unusual. heh.
Your life is not your own during this time. You refresh websites like California Fall Color over ‘n over for news that the colors are ready to peak in the places you want to go. You research, snoop, wait, compare… and when conditions are juuuuuuust right.. BAM! You throw your gear in the car and bomb down U.S. Route 395 t’git summa that!
Moments like this one in McGee Canyon (and about a million other brilliantly colored ones) are the reward. It’s awwwwwesome.
Got anything you wait, plan, scheme and get super excited about? Tell me, tell me!
Not so long ago, the hubs and I stood here on the shore of Silver Lake in the eastern Sierra Nevada Mountains.
We took a week, got away from the hum of computers, emails and the madding crowd.
Went into nature.
Got up at 5am and beat the sun to the day. More than once.
Hoped for golds, pinks, purples and brilliance, but got mist. Magic, flirtatious mist though… so all was well.
Had breakfast at the oldest trout fishing retreat in the Eastern Sierras. Last seats, end of the counter. People watched.
Came home. (Reluctantly)
The Many Faces of Splendor
This week just continues to amaze. Maybe it’s just the extreme appreciation you have when you’ve been cooped up for an entire summer, hammering away behind a computer… then step out into this:
Continue reading “Eastern Sierra Impressions”
As monochrome as yesterday’s post was, the day after that storm dawned ridiculously, shamelessly bright and clear. AND… with a couple inches of snow at the upper elevations! Couple that with some rad fall color – and you’ve got a breathtaking event. I found myself pulling out my 100 mm macro lens, the 24-70 AND the 14mm prime. Where are mini-me’s when you need ’em? Heh.
Here are just a couple of the in-your-face loveliness from the Day That Dawned Clear. I think they’re pretty self-explanatory… autumn in its many-colored macro splendor from 8500 feet in the High Sierras!
Oh – and that last one? Taken by the hubs of one KHutt in her happy place. heh.)
Continue reading “Macro Autumn”
Thinking in Black & White
Today dawned bright and clear.
But I digress… already! You’ll see this is a theme in today’s post…
Yesterday here in the Eastern Sierras (where the hubs and I are running around photographing the INCREDIBLE fall colors), it was rainy… and snowy at the upper elevations (8000 feet and up). Which meant for an AMAZING sunrise!! Now I’m ahead of myself (akin to digressing).
By the time I downloaded my photos of so much grey, misty, mysterious light last night… I couldn’t help but think in monochrome.
Continue reading “In A Monochrome Mood”
First Rains of Autumn
The first rain of the fall is always so exciting. No, it’s not like watching paint dry! It smells amazing, invigorating the very air with… I dunno… stuff that make you feel all alive and spiffy.
The hubs and I are on a photo trip (I call it ‘photo tripping’) down the Eastern Sierras of California this week. We took off yesterday, as our first rains of autumn were pouring down. They came JUST in time to save us from one nasty wildfire that’s burned out of control for 3 weeks, working its way uncomfortably close to home. They turned the tide on that (thank God!) and have freshened up the scenery, washed away the dust which was dulling everything, and it’s made the colors pop, the air feel crisp and fresh… and the clouds do their mysterious, misty, moody show all day today. I’m in heavenly swirl of gratitude and appreciation of absolutely everything right now!
It was a loooooong summer. I promised myself that when I got my overly heaped plate of commitments large and small properly wrangled.. my reward was going on a photo trip.
Welcome to KHutt Rewards Week. Let the fun begin… 😀
This was a little bunch of rabbit brush overlooking Grant Lake yesterday morning. If you’re allergic to this stuff… it’s misery on a stem. If you’re not… it’s the perfect start to a colorful, awesome season!