My 4-year-old daughter, Keira, has a camera, too. We’re embarking on a new journey with a new photographer; I’ll be posting some of her images here as time passes.
Make the best photo you can, every time. My photographic mentor and friend has repeated this phrase often, and it’s true; good photos come from good practice. As I drove through Lincoln, Nebraska, this Saturday, the differentiated light coming through the clouds at sunset was calling me, and soon after, from afar, I saw these two Vietnamese fishermen on the jetty at Holmes Lake. Stopping the car and rushing to the jetty, I received some strange looks from the men, but I waited as the nearer man baited his hook again and cast it.
Regardless of the time of year, Yellowstone makes for great images. Every time I’m in the park, I find new places, new opportunities, and new vision, and during a summer storm, I did the best thing a photographer can do: turned my back on that which everyone else was staring. Instead, as the tiny trickle of hot water left the hot pool for the cold waters of Yellowstone lake, it created a new barrage of colors; blue, green, brown, orange melded together in a textural composition of rock, cloud and water.