Tag: blue

As the year…

is winding down.

winding [ wahyn-ding ]

something with twists and turns

And what a year! This post brings my total of years blogging to five. It’s been a good practice for me and a joy to connect with people from all over the world. I so appreciate the feedback and I love sharing my natural world with you.

New for this month because you know I like to be in full swing of new projects by the end of the year. Focused and already in a routine by the first…

I have 18,340 words written for my book. I am one quarter of the way to my goal! It just means getting up a little earlier, and this time of year that means the day’s writing is well under way by sunrise.

What are your goals for the new year? I’d love to hear them.

Happy New Year and thank you for reading and following it’s (almost always) about the water!

Looking to find your voice…

in photography?

The deeper the blue becomes, the more strongly it calls man towards the infinite, awakening in him a desire for the pure and, finally, for the supernatural… The brighter it becomes, the more it loses its sound, until it turns into silent stillness and becomes white.

Wassily Kandinsky

I’m not the kind of girl that falls for pastel shades of barely there color. If I’m going to stray from my beloved monochromatic it’s going to be with an intensely bold yet limited color palette.

It’s important to know what you like and to seek it out. One of the best ways to find your voice as an artist is to build some galleries of your work; group them and see how they fit together. Sometimes images fit together for unexpected reasons and others stand alone lacking any common thread. Look for commonalities in focal lengths, color, composition, and theme. What other things can you see that work together as a group? This is an extremely insightful exercise that can tell you a lot about yourself and the direction that you’re going.

Years ago I came to the realization that I couldn’t spend my creative time in a studio setting so I took the technical skills that I’d learned while photographing my kiln formed glass and headed outdoors. I credit a wonderful painter/mentor with forcing me to confront the landscape. It forever changed my direction in photography. (Thank you, Nan!)

Re-visit familiar places, photograph them again, and listen quietly for the voice of the landscape.