The Drive Home

Winter Dramatic, Bellamy Reservoir.

It’s All In The Timing.

There are two times during the year that I make sure to always have my camera in my car during the work week. In late winter and summer the days are just the right length where sunset roughly coincides with the time I get off work at my day job.

As luck would have it, my drive home brings me by this wonderful scene overlooking the Bellamy Reservoir in Madbury, NH.

When I saw the look of the sky as I was getting into the car I knew I’d be stopping on my way home. Luckily the ice was still plenty thick enough to walk on as the shoreline brush makes getting a clean foreground all but impossible.

The recent weather also helped when it came to making interesting photos here. Since there really isn’t anything of great interest to utilize as a foreground in my photos, the recent warm weather left the ice covered in pools of meltwater surrounded by some very interesting textures to work with.

So for the next few weeks I’ll have my camera with me, every day during the workweek. Not just on the weekends as I do during the rest of the year.

Reflecting Upon Nature.

Weekly Photo Challenge ~ Part I

Nature, in all its splendor, is supremely beautiful.

Often more so upon reflection.

Happy Hour Begins At Three

 

And Michelle, the Queen of Peace will be there.

 

Michelle.

Weekly Photo Challenge: An Unusual Point Of View

“Are there fish in there?”

As I eagerly await the glorious explosion of color about to take place upon the landscape, I’m going with another autumn themed post of this weeks Photo Challenge.

Most people visiting New Hampshire during autumn, come for scenes like this one showing fall in all its glory.

Color In The Notch. Crawford Notch, NH

Not me, at least not always, and definitely not on one particular day in early October of last year.

I was looking for a unique point of view.

On a mission to create a series of abstract nature photographs for a client, I set out to capture the warmth and brilliance of autumn in New Hampshire without the photographs being too “seasonal.”

Photographs that depicted the peak of autumn color, yet could be displayed year round and not seem out of place with the season.

Since I was after an abstract style of photo, I felt that each photo should engage the viewer and leave them asking, “what is that?” Recognizable, even if only slightly, as something in nature while inspiring the viewer to invest more than a casual glance.

So instead, I came up with this,

Abstract Autumn Reflections. Crawford Notch, NH

Would you believe that these photographs are of the same scene and as close to mirror images of each other as I could get? The second, which by the way, the client loved and is now printed BIG on canvas and hanging on her wall, is the same sheer granite wall, the same splendid fall foliage, as in the first photo, only in the second it is reflected on the rippled surface of a small pond at the base of the cliffs.

But what do fish have to do with anything?

Well now, that’s a funny story. I started the day with a beautiful sunrise, and an iconic New England  scene, complete with white steeple church surrounded by mountains of color. Then I finished the day off with a moose. All of which can also be seen in this post from last year.

However, during the remainder of a long full day in the mountains of New Hampshire, even though surrounded by glorious mountain scenery at the height of autumn color, I rarely pointed my camera directly at the foliage laden scenery, and when I did it wasn’t in a conventional way. Most of the time I was photographing it indirectly, through reflections, or using camera motion to capture all the vibrant color in a unique and abstract way.

By panning my camera, both vertically and horizontally during exposure, or setting it low to the waters surface to capture the reflection, I was able to create the series of abstract images I sought for my client.

Anyway, let me finish my fish story.

Without exception, at any place I was photographing, no matter how beautiful the scene, I was the one and only photographer, among the hoards of tourists and other photographers, who was pointing their camera at the water. Quite often I would walk up beside a group of tourists, immediately get down on my knees to set up my camera, pointing down at the water, take a few shots, then get up and leave.

The puzzled look on their faces, as they watched this guy with a bag full of expensive gear, who never once looked up at the scene everyone else was admiring, was priceless!

And without fail, every single time I set up for a shot, at least one person would ask me, “are there fish in there?”

Thursday’s Special: Luscious Curves

The lovely curves of an old Chevy pickup. Covered in meticulously laid orange paint.

What did you expect with a title like that, a naked woman?

Every so often the influence of my “real” job rears its ugly head in my photography. It happened again a little over a week ago.

Sunday, August 18th, was a very long day for me. As I mentioned in this postI had gotten up at 1:30 in the morning to be on top of a mountain for sunrise. The Barrington, NH Antique Truck Show just happened to be on the same day. Even though I was running on very little sleep, I couldn’t resist the allure of polished chrome, and custom paint.

About Thursday’s Special.

A theme-less photographic free-for-all for you to share your interpretation of the world around you, brought to you by Paula. Stop by her blog and share whatever photo(s) tickles your fancy.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Reflections

Reflections,  times three.

Still mostly submerged except for the top of its head, eyes, and nose, this beaver spotted me right away as it surfaced from under the ice into the unfrozen water at the edge of the pond.

North American Beaver cautiously checking out the guy with the long glass eye.

Louvered black hood of a drag racing car, accented with bright red and orange flames

 Louvers and flames meticulously painted on the hood of a hot rod.

The legs of a fly fisherman standing knee deep in the water, net hanging from his hip, stands patiently waiting for a fish to take his fly.

Fly fisherman patiently waiting for a trout to rise and take his fly.

Impressions Of Autumn

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Dedicated to Valentina. She asked to see more abstract images, and I’m happy to oblige. Enjoy!

Weekly Photo Challenge: Happy

 Happy is…

Hiking to the summit of a small mountain for the first time, in the dark, and watching this view unfold as the sun comes up. Makes me forget just how early 3:30 a.m. is.

From the summit of Foss Mountain looking north towrds the White Mountains. The summit of Mt. Washington, shrouded in clouds, can be seen in the distance. The eastern facing slopes of the mountains in the distance glow with the first rays of the rising sun.

To top it off, I ran into a group of young men at the summit who happened to be from my hometown in Connecticut. What are the odds?

Happy is…

Driving down from the above mountain, and seeing this view. If this doesn’t say “Autumn in New England,” nothing does.

As the mist settle on the pond, a small white church sits nestled in the beautifully colored autumn foliage on the far shore. To the right in the image, also partially hidden in the trees, is a white farm house along side a bright red barn. Shot in Eaton, NH.

Since it was quite dark, and I was paying more attention to the directions to the mountain, I never noticed this church, which the road went right by. So this was a very pleasant surprise on my return trip.

Happy is…

Successfully, I think, using subject motion, reflections, and camera motion during exposure, to create abstract images showing the fall color in a less conventional way.

The fall folirage is reflected as an abstract red, yellow, and orange glow on the fast flowing water of the Swift River in Albany, NH.    

 Ecstatic is…

The one image that made the entire day for me.

This fine gentleman caused quite a stir along Rt 302 in Crawford Notch. Traffic came to a stand still as crowds gathered to get a photo. Seemingly unfazed  by all the fuss, this bull moose started walking directly towards me to cross the road. Obviously, I was standing in the best spot for a moose to cross the road, and he had every intention of using it. I graciously stepped aside as he passed by close enough for me to touch.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Reflections

The Challenge That Wasn’t.

Since it seems there is no “official” weekly challenge forthcoming from the powers that be at WP, Ailsa over at Where’s My Backpack? decided to throw down the gauntlet and present us with one.   http://wheresmybackpack.wordpress.com/2012/05/12/reflections/

Reflections.

Here are a few of mine.

Pink Fragrant Water Lily.

Boathouse, Chocorua Lake.

Masts In The Mist

Memorial Remembered.

(The Memorial Bridge, connecting Portsmouth, NH and Kittery, ME has recently been torn down and is slated for replacement).