Thursday, May 8, 2014

Ansel adams was a photographer and did black and white photos, being that the only kind of his day. Ansel struggled in school and would now be diagnosed as hyperactive and dyslexic. Due to his conditions and a significant amount of ignorance at the time,  he was beaten as child. Ansel spent most of his time in nature. Due to solitary and his struggles, he developed a love for nature. He was born four years after the big earthquake in san Francisco. He joined the sierra club and, eventually over time became the manager. This experience was really vital to his early days of being a photographer. The original purpose for this club was the exposure of nature in the king river national park region.

Friday, April 4, 2014

panoramic post






I chose this one, as an example of what not to do.










I chose this one because of the colors, and it captures the beach, and the curve centers the sunset.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Found face story

My  name is Willow, I come from a long life of oak trees from thousands of years ago. It's our job as trees to provide oxygen from carbon dioxide. As well as it is to be a safe home for critters in the area. We are often cut down for use of paper and housing and many other uses. My hidden talent is often missed by all those who pass it up. I am highlighted by the sun and hidden by the fog. I am apart of the perfect picture portrayed to those of the creator and appreciated by those who love him and the picture crated for them. I am a tree of the field, and sing to those who listen.


                                  ~Issaih:55;12


Thursday, February 13, 2014

Favorite Photo post


Why I chose this photo. I chose this because trees represent life, the irony of a weeping willow is a negative aspect to a positive symbol. Depressed version of life. The sun setting behind it. Endings. Ending of the day of time of life. Beautiful ending. Reaching for the water. Water is life, it's vital to growth and survival. While the trees behind it reach for the limitless sky, to the sun and source of light. The tree is bare, and stripped of sun receiving leaves. But the lack of leaves allow the sun to high light the branches of the tree. The light reflects the trees in the water. Reflects on life. Or is the tree reaching for itself in the reflection? Swayed by the wind in every direction. But its roots remain firm. That'[s why I chose this picture.