My grandpa wrote a book called Functional Neuroanatomy. I’m looking at a copy now, it was published in 1971, is blue and has an illustration of nerves on the cover that looks a bit like a tree. I don’t recommend it as light reading. Every now and then, after meditation, observing the mind and letting thoughts flow by, I think “Hey grandpa, check it out, I’m studying the brain too.” . Earlier this summer. @WestinHapuna #BigIsland#IslandOfHawaii
As we come to an important voting season here in the US, I wonder what politics would look like if we all pulled back from the specifics of policy, and came to a general consensus about what we all REALLY need, to survive here on Earth. . Just start with the agreed upon basics: Food, Shelter, Water, Air, Fire. . Maybe this is overly simple, but if you make sure no one basic need compromises another, it takes a lot of things into consideration. . From my naive perspective, any oversight in policy that leads to damage, is generally a result of not being aware how interconnected these simple things really are. In providing Shelter and Fire, don’t destroy the ecosystem that provides Food, Air, and Water. . If I pushed a personal agenda, (long term enjoyable survival of all Earths inhabitants) I’d tell you to vote. Vote for politicians who are skilled at balancing the most inclusive, wholistic view possible. #CreativesVote . Or, perhaps you agree with George Carlin; the Earth just wanted plastic, and now the humans can all go away, thank you very much. #savethehumans
For brief moments, the mechanics of nature appear to be more than vapor. There is a singular within the system. A conscious love of being, without a care for having been. . This image was created last spring with a @hasselblad H6D for the 2018 Hasselblad Masters Book now in print. The cloud lasted about 15 seconds. As in most of my images, I’m fascinated by the process where multiple moments and views condense into one. The cloud, sky, dunes, and grass; each were sought with individual intentions for a final whole. In painting, it’s understood that these are referenced or imagined moments, there is no confusion about reality or time. In photography, the light is good then gone, the cloud is there then not. These moments all happened, but when cut apart and reassembled, where is their combination? Like the cloud gains a persona with a specific arrangement of vapor, the image gains a location with a specific arrangement too. I’m always fascinated by the moment of transition. The most fun creativity, usually feels like discovery.
I like to think that right now, somewhere in the Southwest, a cloud shadow undulates over rolling forms. The dry earth cools then warms in its wake. First contraction, then expansion. And if you are quite enough, you can hear small grains of sand adjust to the breathing ground. . Last spring I spent a month living out of my car in the desert, to work on a series of images for the @Hasselblad Masters book. . I recently meet up with the Hasselblad team and the other masters, for awards, and the unveiling of the finished book. What an amazing final product. I’m incredibly fortunate to be connected with such a wonderfully talented group. Both those behind the cameras, and those behind the making of the cameras. Plus, it’s pretty darn cool to see your work published. A first for me.
Slow windless evenings can be some of my favorite, or the most frustrating, it’s all perspective and presence. Am I racing off ahead of now, searching the horizon? But right here, there is a quiet stillness, then a shift, did the sail just fill? It must have, ripples on the bow, the centerboard knocks, the tiller softly pushing back. . I thought the drone would be a great way to capture that feeling, but some surprising things happen when you fly from a small sailboat. First, the downforce of the rotors creates enough wind to sail by, and second, landing is a challenge when the closer you get the faster you go. All this is compounded by a very tippy little boat and a flopping sail next to spinning propellers; more exciting than usual. . Shot on @djiglobal ‘s #Mavic2Pro#SeeTheBiggerPicture
The air was thin, and there was that familiar light feeling. At first I was surprised by the lack of a headache, then I was surprised by the lack of anything; thoughts had fled completely. In their absence, the usual discomfort of altitude hadn't arrived. My tripod and I floated around searching for compositions. Every now and then I’d glance down to see if my feet were still attached - yup, then up again to be lost in the distance. . @WestinHapuna #BigIsland#IslandOfHawaii
Shapes and colors. Last month my niece asked me why I had a hole in the heal of each of my slippahs (flip flops). I hadn’t really thought about it, but joked that it was a Hawaii barometer - time to go back and get some new Locals. She asked when I was going. Shrugging my shoulders I said “don’t know...” The next week I received an email from @WestinHapuna. Love stuff like that. . #BigIsland#IslandOfHawaii
On my last road trip I decided not to bring an overnight backpack. At first I regretted it, but after enjoying a surprisingly minimal night on a mountain top with a slightly overstuffed camera bag, I felt happy things worked out that way. Nature is good at teaching you what’s essential. Of course the lesson might have been slightly different had it rained. . Shot on @djiglobal ‘s #Mavic2Pro#SeeTheBiggerPicture
. Keep. On. Reaching. Up and out. To feel inspired. Feel the rhythm - feel connected. Embrace the desire to - Spiral out - Keep going. . ~ Lateralus (ish) . Spiral Jetty is an earthwork sculpture constructed in April 1970 that is considered to be the most important work of American sculptor Robert Smithson. (Wikipedia) . There is some speculation that the reverse spiral alludes to infinity. . Shot on @djiglobal ‘s #Mavic2Pro#SeeTheBiggerPicture