As you’ve no doubt noticed if you follow this blog, my long-time twice-a-week posting schedule has dropped to not posting at all of late. I’m feeling a bit burnt out on photography just now. It’s not the first time I’ve felt this way, so I’ll probably be back in a bit. Thank you all for your attention. Viewing my photos must add at least some small value to your lives or you wouldn’t keep signing up to be notified when I post them, and I’m glad of that.
English Ivy, in the trees and covering the ground.
Looking west across the northern end of the Black Rock Desert, Pinto Mountain the slightly darker shape on the left. All that flat, empty space is the Black Rock Desert Wilderness. I read that there’s a small, very occasional river down the middle of it that can be kayaked if you’re lucky enough to have water. You end up on the bare playa to the south and have to carry your boat out. I’m standing at the base of the Jackson Creek Mountains, also a designated wilderness area, which are much craggier and more impressive looking than anything you can see in this photo. We saw no one else in the couple of days we were here despite being camped right next to the (gravel) road. Maybe the cold wind kept people away.
Back from a camping trip in the northeastern part of the Black Rock Desert, which is in northwest Nevada. Burning Man is held in the southern part of the Black Rock Desert, which is more barren and a long way away from where we were. I used to wonder how people got photographs like this. Now I know: you just have to be there when it’s doing stuff like this. It’s as simple and as difficult as that.
How about a little color for a change? I was thinking black and white when I shot this, but I like it better this way. (By the Glacier Northwest cement company in southwest Seattle.)
I’m taking a risk here by including the trash can. I find that having almost anything in these photos besides the plants and the little bit of road, and perhaps some wires, causes the plants immediately to recede into the background and be ignored. We’re so used to seeing a screen of foliage behind the things that we’re typically looking at that it’s hard to make the plants the center of interest. Here I’ve done a lot of selective darkening and lightening to draw the eye toward the middle.
Below St Mark’s Cathedral on the west side of Capitol Hill — some very tony real estate. Mostly English Ivy with some Old Man’s Beard.
One from last spring.
English Ivy and Himalayan Blackberry.
Mostly Old Man’s Beard, also known as Wild Clematis.