Early morning solitude and freezing fog.
This entry was posted on February 2, 2013 by James O.. It was filed under Photography and was tagged with 35mm, art, Black and White, film, Film Photography, James Brandon O'Shea, Morning, nature, Oregon, Photography, Photos, travel, Winter.
I love these misty images James. The frost covered fern is fabulous as is the following image. Very nice indeed.
February 2, 2013 at 11:38 am
Thanks a lot Chillbrook.
February 2, 2013 at 11:44 am
I love the last image, James. A photographer’s self-portrait. Do you feel that your experiences of the environments you photograph are different in the final image from how you remember them, or do you feel that the camera brings out something ineffable that you have taken from the experiences and cannot express any other way?
February 2, 2013 at 11:54 am
Thanks Tyran. That’s a good question. I think the answer is yes to both, but even though the subjects are different than I remember them being, they’re are usually not too different from what what I imagined they’d turn out like, which is becoming more common the more I photograph, and probably my favorite images are the ones that do have the extra mystery to them that I didn’t anticipate to see come through but seem to bridge some gaps that I don’t think I could fill if I meant to. Hope you enjoy that run-on sentence.
February 2, 2013 at 12:31 pm
What a place to spend your early morning…the images make me want to visit….
February 2, 2013 at 12:07 pm
It was a really powerful experience, which I’m sure you’ve felt on your hikes; complete stillness and quiet aside from the movings of nature.
February 2, 2013 at 12:32 pm
Yes, I have felt that…and cherish it…long for it….
February 5, 2013 at 5:20 pm
February 2, 2013 at 7:56 pm
Many memories there in that special place… glad you were able to absorb some of the good “vibes” there… truly special on many levels. I have ridden the hills and trails there since I was 8 (a long time ago and some of the most powerful moments were when I was up on top, riding some horse, and the wind picks up… the trees come alive and it feels like a whole different world, much like when it is still and calm,… very magical and mysterious… a very beautiful bunch of pictures JB! Thanks for sharing with the world
February 2, 2013 at 8:31 pm
I love your Joryville stories – it seems like you have a lot of memories there. I’ve also been up there in the wind and I know exactly what you’re talking about. Thanks for the support as always.
February 4, 2013 at 8:54 pm
Ah, I have seen these ones but haven’t commented. I enjoy the second image…the heavy laden tree.
February 4, 2013 at 5:37 pm
How beautiful, James. It feels like glimpses into perfect serenity.
February 5, 2013 at 5:29 pm
Love the three last ones. Great work James!
February 22, 2013 at 10:05 am
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