Following the third year of a holiday letter comprised
of my (increasingly complex) life via a (increasingly complex) year-in-photographs, I
wondered what it would be like to join the great experiment of 365 days of photographs.
I'm not a photographer,
I'm a writer. I'm a visual thinker, and if ever there was proof that a photo is worth a
thousand words, it would be the story a photo tells me, or in this case, about me.
Follow me on this adventure, where I
learn about photography, my ability to record my life, my dedication to something (I've
never been known for doing anything everyday) in my posts. I've also discovered I'm
learning about time, the history of it, and the odd practice of recording it, measuring it,
turning it into something tangible, and I'll record these explorations in the sidebar.
As always, feel free
to say anything. My experiment is not a spectator sport.

April 19, 2009

April 19 2009 Reiterating Something I Mentioned

I did say Montrose is a pretty place. I was severely underrepresenting the scenic nature, even with a photograph of a photograph of the mountains in that other post.As we headed further east for part of our class, I knew that this view would show up. I aimed out the window and shot at every moment I had a clear field as far in the distance as to not have trees or buildings between my view and the mountains, not that you couldn't see this mountain above said trees or buildings, but it's the layering that really takes your breath away.

Landscape setting. This camera's stabilizer is remarkable, in that we were in our stiff-shocked van on windcarved pavement, and the photo came out fantastically.

1 comment:

Heather In Progress said...

*Sniffle* I miss those mountains! I grew up seeing those mountains every day and (of course) did not appreciate them when I had them.