Fine Art Photography Blog

The sheer amount of stuff I’ve managed to accumulate shows the travel bug hasn’t bit me, at least not very hard, lately.  In not-very-much-younger days, I refused to own more than I could fit in a car, and managed to see the Rockies, Sierra Nevada, the open prairie, and the desert in the southwest.

Exploring Washington state more intimately has opened a new world.  Driving cross-continent has given way to kayaking with the sea monsters in Lake Union.  Across brackish Puget Sound the Olympics continuing to rise up, becoming the Himalaya of tomorrow.

Unfortunately, moving cuts into time on the trails, leaving me with nothing photographic to share for a couple of months now, but can be worth it nonetheless.

In the last photo, above, an Argosy cruise ship leaves faint streaks above the lake while the stars leave their trails above.  Queen Anne hill is lit up like a million candles with the Aurora Bridge leading north. Trees can be seen growing out of Gas Works Park;  on a clear day, the Olympic Mountains stand above the bridge;  tonight they’re hiding in the darkness.

Ducks aren’t typically thought of as fine art, and generally for good reason. Still, it can be good practice trying to make something so plain look attractive. All of the same tools - lighting, color, depth of field, geometry - can be used on humble fowl:

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In another homage to MC Escher, this time more subtle, here is a photo of two ducks in San Francisco’s Golden Gate Park. The ducks are just entering the frame, disturbing a dogwood reflection in their small pond near the Japanese Tea Garden. The floating leaves, in particular, make this image Escheresque.

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