#110 – Tuesday April 23rd
A perfectly ordinary snapshot, taken during a recent backpacking trip in the Superstition Mountains. This particular rock outcrop provided much needed shelter from a monsoon storm during a prior excursion into the Superstitions, and on this day, blue sky forever, it seemed the equivalent of visiting an old and dear friend.
I’ve always enjoyed rambling about the out-of-doors, but I’m drawn to the desert by some undeniable magnetic attraction, and as this affliction has come to dominate my work, I rely on these photo vignettes to offer a spring-board toward a different kind of exploration.
It’s been a banner year for wild flowers, the landscape bursting with color, and while much of my work over the past year has mirrored this explosion of hues, at the moment I have an overpowering wish to capture the elemental and etherial quality of these experiences.
Elemental. Black, totality of color. White, absence of color. A landscape of extremes. Etherial. The subtle, delicate and fragile tones of desert flora, reveled in the benevolent and often unforgiving light of the southwestern sun.
Thanks for reading.
Charles
And here I thought I was seeing elemental ice climbers…;-)
WOW!
Holly, Thank you for the exuberant expression in your comment to this post. I’m sort of an all in kind of guy and I think/feel my way through the creative process and these new canvasses have me stoked . . .