For your consideration: a small portion of a massive, iconic monument to engineering accomplishment . . . its scale reduced by the foreground silhouette of a barrier wall topped with a maze of guardrails. The entire composition is arranged to greatly flatten the sense of perspective, rendering abstract what would otherwise be simple a juxtaposition of vastly disproportional subjects.
This lengthy time-lapse exposure was taken at 1.30am during my most recent nocturnal photography safari (see this entry for a comparative shot taken the same evening). Being nearly two months ago, it's becoming overdue for another post-sunset adventure.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#59)
For your consideration: a pair of photographs which together depict vastly different scales of reference, yet both were taken using the same Macro lens.
The first image is a characteristic of classic macro work: an extreme close-up of a subject, revealing fine detail and structures which in normal, casual consideration would escape attention and thus appreciation. For an untrained botanist/gardener such as myself, this temporary biological state provided quite a delightful surprise when it blossomed into a California Golden Poppy overnight.
The second scene was recorded in a 5th-floor conference room at my current place of work, a location which has been visited before in this blog. The sterility of the entire space has long made an impression on me. The particularly complex arrangement of sharp angles and stark geometric forms in this construction -- with the surprising, subtle elegance of the wood grain -- evokes a mood of looming questions without clear answers forthcoming . . . The chair is already backed into a corner and the table spans the frame, creating a claustrophobic sense of no escape from the impending examination . . .
The first image is a characteristic of classic macro work: an extreme close-up of a subject, revealing fine detail and structures which in normal, casual consideration would escape attention and thus appreciation. For an untrained botanist/gardener such as myself, this temporary biological state provided quite a delightful surprise when it blossomed into a California Golden Poppy overnight.
The second scene was recorded in a 5th-floor conference room at my current place of work, a location which has been visited before in this blog. The sterility of the entire space has long made an impression on me. The particularly complex arrangement of sharp angles and stark geometric forms in this construction -- with the surprising, subtle elegance of the wood grain -- evokes a mood of looming questions without clear answers forthcoming . . . The chair is already backed into a corner and the table spans the frame, creating a claustrophobic sense of no escape from the impending examination . . .
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Embryonic Poppy, #7458
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: April 26, 2010; Canon 20D; f/8 @ 2 secs; -1/3 EV; ISO 100; 100mm.
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Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#58)
For your consideration: representations of flowers' Forms, as per Plato.
Since my earliest tentative forays into the creative possibilities of photography I've greatly enjoyed the elegance and subtle complexities revealed in the close study of plant life. Having a superior macro lens lends itself to such pleasures.
The first offering is from the sole plant in my office at the library; it was a gift from the staff as condolences for the passing of my biological mother last year. As such it has come to symbolize for me a sort of living memorial to her. Consequently I was appalled when I returned to work on Monday and discovered the leaves and stalks uniformly limp, sagging and yellowing from lack of water . . . I hurriedly soaked the pot thoroughly with thin hope that I might be able to save this entity at least from an early death. At first the prognosis seemed grim, but I am pleased to report that three days later the patient seems to be rallying strongly. This particular photograph was taken almost two weeks ago, in the late afternoon under natural lighting conditions -- and well before my lapse into plant abuse occurred.
The second composition was taken while recently visiting friends for dinner and cards; I noticed an exquisitely crafted and detailed set of salt-and-pepper shakers in a glass curio cabinet next to the dining table and - as intuition had compelled me to bring my camera along for the occasion - I was granted permission to take a few shots. Besides being attracted to the fine artistry rarely seen these days, I also wanted to create a visual pun of sorts, a nod to one of my photography cohorts who happens to find most flower pictures of modest interest at best . . . I've warned him that quite soon I'd be posting at least one more lily . . . this one's for your viewing pleasure, with a wink, my friend.
Since my earliest tentative forays into the creative possibilities of photography I've greatly enjoyed the elegance and subtle complexities revealed in the close study of plant life. Having a superior macro lens lends itself to such pleasures.
The first offering is from the sole plant in my office at the library; it was a gift from the staff as condolences for the passing of my biological mother last year. As such it has come to symbolize for me a sort of living memorial to her. Consequently I was appalled when I returned to work on Monday and discovered the leaves and stalks uniformly limp, sagging and yellowing from lack of water . . . I hurriedly soaked the pot thoroughly with thin hope that I might be able to save this entity at least from an early death. At first the prognosis seemed grim, but I am pleased to report that three days later the patient seems to be rallying strongly. This particular photograph was taken almost two weeks ago, in the late afternoon under natural lighting conditions -- and well before my lapse into plant abuse occurred.
The second composition was taken while recently visiting friends for dinner and cards; I noticed an exquisitely crafted and detailed set of salt-and-pepper shakers in a glass curio cabinet next to the dining table and - as intuition had compelled me to bring my camera along for the occasion - I was granted permission to take a few shots. Besides being attracted to the fine artistry rarely seen these days, I also wanted to create a visual pun of sorts, a nod to one of my photography cohorts who happens to find most flower pictures of modest interest at best . . . I've warned him that quite soon I'd be posting at least one more lily . . . this one's for your viewing pleasure, with a wink, my friend.
White Blossom (L'Homage à ma mere), #7359
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: April 16, 2010; Canon 20D; f/9 @ 1/60 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 400; 100mm.
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Inorganic Lily, #7428
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: April 24, 2010; Canon 20D; f/2.8 @ 1/50 sec; ±0 EV; ISO 400; 100mm.
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Sunday, April 25, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#57)
For your consideration: a study of subtleties in form, texture and hue.
The dwindling reservoir of remaining days with unfettered access to my current, cherished work venue is the source of premeditated nostalgia. Accordingly I've been taking what moments I've been able to find in order to roam the inner sanctums of the building, soaking up imagery while I can.
This photograph is an extreme macro taken in one of my favorite spots, a quiet, deeply removed corridor in what passes as the library's equivalent to the National Archives. Nestled betwixt the Vaults and the back offices of the Beethoven Center is a small window space, upon the sill of which sit several potted plants, an infinitesimally small portion of the 470,000 square foot structure.
This tiny composition has occupied my attention for several months . . . a particularly challenging scene to record due to the delicacy of the petal detail, subdued lighting conditions and very little depth-of-field with which to work. I was especially attracted to the flowing, graceful edges and the spare coloring amidst a sea of white.
The dwindling reservoir of remaining days with unfettered access to my current, cherished work venue is the source of premeditated nostalgia. Accordingly I've been taking what moments I've been able to find in order to roam the inner sanctums of the building, soaking up imagery while I can.
This photograph is an extreme macro taken in one of my favorite spots, a quiet, deeply removed corridor in what passes as the library's equivalent to the National Archives. Nestled betwixt the Vaults and the back offices of the Beethoven Center is a small window space, upon the sill of which sit several potted plants, an infinitesimally small portion of the 470,000 square foot structure.
This tiny composition has occupied my attention for several months . . . a particularly challenging scene to record due to the delicacy of the petal detail, subdued lighting conditions and very little depth-of-field with which to work. I was especially attracted to the flowing, graceful edges and the spare coloring amidst a sea of white.
Stem and White Blossom, #7401
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: April 22, 2010; Canon 20D; f/8 @ 1/800 sec; ±0 EV; ISO 200; 1 00mm.
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Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#56)
For your consideration: a pair of offerings converted to black&white, inorganic versus organic macro images.
The first is a study which combines elements of deliberate, premeditated engineering, structures arbitrarily revealed by means of erosion, and a serendipitous compositional arrangement suggestive of a modern take on the Michelangelo's creation panel in the Sistine Chapel.
The second is a time-lapse photograph demonstrating the blistering, trailblazing pace set by some denizens of mobile homes . . .
The first is a study which combines elements of deliberate, premeditated engineering, structures arbitrarily revealed by means of erosion, and a serendipitous compositional arrangement suggestive of a modern take on the Michelangelo's creation panel in the Sistine Chapel.
The second is a time-lapse photograph demonstrating the blistering, trailblazing pace set by some denizens of mobile homes . . .
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Arrow Creation, #7337
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: April 16 2010; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/1250 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 200; 100mm.
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Monday, April 19, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#55)
For you consideration: seeing red . . .
A pair of images with drastically differing approaches to focusing on red as the dominant subject.
In the first case, a demonstration of the surprising power of a minute portion of a scene to command attention, even amidst complex texture.
The second photograph is simply a bit of whimsy, and is in fact an inside joke dedicated to my friend Matt Loo, who's current circumstances has him searching for a pig without also breaking the bank . . .
A pair of images with drastically differing approaches to focusing on red as the dominant subject.
In the first case, a demonstration of the surprising power of a minute portion of a scene to command attention, even amidst complex texture.
The second photograph is simply a bit of whimsy, and is in fact an inside joke dedicated to my friend Matt Loo, who's current circumstances has him searching for a pig without also breaking the bank . . .
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Red Summit, #7320
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: April 16 2010; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/125 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 200; 100mm.
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Thursday, April 15, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#54)
For your consideration: notes on the strange duality of bittersweet outcomes.
After several months edgily awaiting news of California's budget axe wreckage, today the blow was delivered -- and how sublimely ironic that it fell on April 15th (not only Tax Day, but also the anniversary of the Titanic's sinking). A cruel bit of timing employed by the Powers That Be.
Relief, of course, at this: I escaped the worst-case scenario of being laid-off, a particularly bleak outcome for others not so fortunate. That would have been truly horrid news.
However, deep grief -- and yes, anger: come July 1, 2010, I shall be ousted from my cherished, beloved, nurturing and fulfilling position with the Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., library, shuffled to another IT department elsewhere on campus. The final destination has yet to be determined (or so I've been told). Easily the best job I've had during the long course of my career, knowing that the decision to eliminate my position and thus force a reassignment utterly ignored any sane criteria with respect to performance, institutional knowledge, team chemistry or any other facet of common business sense, is acutely frustrating and bleakly disappointing. Making a significantly positive and visible impact here, and having earned the respect of my professional peers and (large) end-user community -- all for naught -- is a hard reality to swallow.
There are several facets of losing this particular job which I will grieve; the deepest sadness arises from the inevitable dimming of the daily interactions with quite a few people, an aspect of my work which has been a source of tremendous pleasure . . .
Nonetheless, for some time now I've been blessed to be traveling a spiritual path which teaches me that Impermanence is a core reality of life, and the degree to which I resist accepting this truth is the measure of my attendant pain. Even as one aspect of my life's journey draws to a close another will simultaneously begin. Therein rests the possibility of yet more positive growth, joy and revelation.
Thus, these two photographs.
The first: a meeting room on the fifth floor of the library, in the Special Collections area. I've long loved its airiness, light and solitude; it is a good space in which to meditate. This composition reflects the emptiness and sterility which describes my feelings about the impending forced exile from this wonderful building and the friends who I'll miss.
The second: a decidedly different setting, cool, inviting, and flourishing with life and its accompanying possibilities. Between parted curtains of darkness, an optimistic view of what may yet await at my next station on campus. More will be revealed.
After several months edgily awaiting news of California's budget axe wreckage, today the blow was delivered -- and how sublimely ironic that it fell on April 15th (not only Tax Day, but also the anniversary of the Titanic's sinking). A cruel bit of timing employed by the Powers That Be.
Relief, of course, at this: I escaped the worst-case scenario of being laid-off, a particularly bleak outcome for others not so fortunate. That would have been truly horrid news.
However, deep grief -- and yes, anger: come July 1, 2010, I shall be ousted from my cherished, beloved, nurturing and fulfilling position with the Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., library, shuffled to another IT department elsewhere on campus. The final destination has yet to be determined (or so I've been told). Easily the best job I've had during the long course of my career, knowing that the decision to eliminate my position and thus force a reassignment utterly ignored any sane criteria with respect to performance, institutional knowledge, team chemistry or any other facet of common business sense, is acutely frustrating and bleakly disappointing. Making a significantly positive and visible impact here, and having earned the respect of my professional peers and (large) end-user community -- all for naught -- is a hard reality to swallow.
There are several facets of losing this particular job which I will grieve; the deepest sadness arises from the inevitable dimming of the daily interactions with quite a few people, an aspect of my work which has been a source of tremendous pleasure . . .
Nonetheless, for some time now I've been blessed to be traveling a spiritual path which teaches me that Impermanence is a core reality of life, and the degree to which I resist accepting this truth is the measure of my attendant pain. Even as one aspect of my life's journey draws to a close another will simultaneously begin. Therein rests the possibility of yet more positive growth, joy and revelation.
Thus, these two photographs.
The first: a meeting room on the fifth floor of the library, in the Special Collections area. I've long loved its airiness, light and solitude; it is a good space in which to meditate. This composition reflects the emptiness and sterility which describes my feelings about the impending forced exile from this wonderful building and the friends who I'll miss.
The second: a decidedly different setting, cool, inviting, and flourishing with life and its accompanying possibilities. Between parted curtains of darkness, an optimistic view of what may yet await at my next station on campus. More will be revealed.
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Conference Room, #4104
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: July 24, 2009; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/200 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 100; 18mm.
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Pinnacles Wall, #7803
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 30, 2010; Canon 20D; f/5.6 @ 1/125 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 400; 50mm.
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Seeing 2010 (#53)
For your consideration: two still-life images, of differing sorts.
The first is another offering from my growing body of leaf and flower series, a subject matter I apparently favor. Here we have a macro image of a lily firmly planted, yet by virtue of this particular perspective conveys the illusion of an object swiftly flowing across the frame. This was shot in natural, late afternoon sunlight.
The second photograph is a portrait of a good friend, who reluctantly but with good humor agreed to pose on an overcast afternoon following a day-long gathering of mutual friends. In contrast to the delicacy of the first submission, this pseudo still-life's subject emanates strength, confidence and a keen watchfulness.

The first is another offering from my growing body of leaf and flower series, a subject matter I apparently favor. Here we have a macro image of a lily firmly planted, yet by virtue of this particular perspective conveys the illusion of an object swiftly flowing across the frame. This was shot in natural, late afternoon sunlight.
The second photograph is a portrait of a good friend, who reluctantly but with good humor agreed to pose on an overcast afternoon following a day-long gathering of mutual friends. In contrast to the delicacy of the first submission, this pseudo still-life's subject emanates strength, confidence and a keen watchfulness.
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Calla Lily, #7279
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: April 14, 2010; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/100 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 200; 100mm.
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Seeing 2010 (#52)
For your consideration: a pair of images which together represents clashes of both architectural fashion and environmental sensibilities . . .
Yet, despite the disparate tableaux, these photographs' compositions bear considerable symmetries to one another: the crossed cranes mimic the peak of the barn's roof; the rusting silo's ladder finds similar expression in the cranes' girders; the modern, sterile office building is an ironic counterpoint to the similarly placed tank rich with rusting age; the black&white streaks on the skyscraper's façade are echoed in the corrugated barn doors (and sides) . . . even the undulating hills have equivalent geometries subtly present in the city's roiling sky.
There is another relationship between these two scenes: Houston is easily my least favorite city in the United States, while my soul finds comfort in the peace, quiet and sublime beauty in the region near San Juan Bautista.
Yet, despite the disparate tableaux, these photographs' compositions bear considerable symmetries to one another: the crossed cranes mimic the peak of the barn's roof; the rusting silo's ladder finds similar expression in the cranes' girders; the modern, sterile office building is an ironic counterpoint to the similarly placed tank rich with rusting age; the black&white streaks on the skyscraper's façade are echoed in the corrugated barn doors (and sides) . . . even the undulating hills have equivalent geometries subtly present in the city's roiling sky.
There is another relationship between these two scenes: Houston is easily my least favorite city in the United States, while my soul finds comfort in the peace, quiet and sublime beauty in the region near San Juan Bautista.
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Summer in Houston, #8102
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: July 28, 2007; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/250 sec; ±0 EV; ISO 800; 17mm.
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© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 30, 2010; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/800 sec; -1 EV; ISO 400; 100mm.
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Saturday, April 10, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#51)
For your consideration: a confluence of organic and inorganic elements in a subtly complex composition.
This abstract - hewn of both rough, heavy block elements and gracefully flowing tendrils - yields an unexpected sense of undulating motion across the frame, as well as a pronounced tension between fixed masses juxtaposed with slender organisms seemingly ready to float away.
This tableau presented itself to me during a walk on Christmas Day.
This abstract - hewn of both rough, heavy block elements and gracefully flowing tendrils - yields an unexpected sense of undulating motion across the frame, as well as a pronounced tension between fixed masses juxtaposed with slender organisms seemingly ready to float away.
This tableau presented itself to me during a walk on Christmas Day.
Untitled, #5861
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: December 25, 2009; Canon 20D; f/13 @ 1/200 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 100; 45mm.
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Friday, April 9, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#51)
For you consideration: a pair of abstractions from nature.
The first, taken after a meditation on she shore of a local percolation pond, presents a subtle tension between strata diving towards darker depths and a barely rising form, seeming to hover above the surface.
The second is for me an exceedingly rare foray into actuely accentuated image manipulation: a solarized version of a still life originally photographed indoors under scant lighting.
Each photograph illustrates the principles of the elusiveness of reality and the unreliability of visual evidence . . . there is more to see of what we perceive.
The first, taken after a meditation on she shore of a local percolation pond, presents a subtle tension between strata diving towards darker depths and a barely rising form, seeming to hover above the surface.
The second is for me an exceedingly rare foray into actuely accentuated image manipulation: a solarized version of a still life originally photographed indoors under scant lighting.
Each photograph illustrates the principles of the elusiveness of reality and the unreliability of visual evidence . . . there is more to see of what we perceive.
Untitled, #6887
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 20, 2010; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/125 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 400; 100mm.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#50)
For your consideration: two submissions representing favorite subjects -- high contrast organic abstracts and time spent with my beloved friend Nino.
The blade is an example of a bit of extemporaneous vision: I exited a building just before sunset and discovered that my car was parked along side a long row of large plants whose leaves were in various states of decay. Many of them were fortuitously positioned to be glowingly illuminated by the last rays of the day; having my macro and a unipod made capturing fine detail with simplistic backgrounds possible, despite unpredictably swirling breezes. I especially enjoy the duality of symmetries and asymmetries present - note the unbalanced shadow of another unseen leaf.
Nino and I go back more than two decades. Since the early days we've become among one another's closest confidants, advisers, and sources of solace and encouragement. A rarest of friends, who continues to be a shining light in my life.
While not quite as spontaneous a setup as that of the blade image, when I realized Nino and I were skirting the local dome this pose was easy to visualize. Several forms echo throughout the space -- some obvious and others subtle (such as the zipper's teeth mimicking the hemisphere's grid). The dramatic sky is a nice counterpoint to the serene demeanor of this kind and peaceful man, who here holds a wry grin congruent with his good humor and the whimsy of this tableau.
The blade is an example of a bit of extemporaneous vision: I exited a building just before sunset and discovered that my car was parked along side a long row of large plants whose leaves were in various states of decay. Many of them were fortuitously positioned to be glowingly illuminated by the last rays of the day; having my macro and a unipod made capturing fine detail with simplistic backgrounds possible, despite unpredictably swirling breezes. I especially enjoy the duality of symmetries and asymmetries present - note the unbalanced shadow of another unseen leaf.
Nino and I go back more than two decades. Since the early days we've become among one another's closest confidants, advisers, and sources of solace and encouragement. A rarest of friends, who continues to be a shining light in my life.
While not quite as spontaneous a setup as that of the blade image, when I realized Nino and I were skirting the local dome this pose was easy to visualize. Several forms echo throughout the space -- some obvious and others subtle (such as the zipper's teeth mimicking the hemisphere's grid). The dramatic sky is a nice counterpoint to the serene demeanor of this kind and peaceful man, who here holds a wry grin congruent with his good humor and the whimsy of this tableau.
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Blade, #7233
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: April 7, 2010; Canon 20D; f/4 @ 1/640 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 400; 100mm.
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Nino, #6402
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: February 27, 2010; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/125 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 100; 35mm.
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Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#49)
For your consideration: l'idée abstraite du jour.
The hour is quite too late for me to muster any coherent commentary; as always I eagerly invite your own.
The hour is quite too late for me to muster any coherent commentary; as always I eagerly invite your own.
Untitled (Synthetic Façade), #7212
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: April 6, 2010; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/400 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 400; 100mm.
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Saturday, April 3, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#48)
For your consideration: a natural abstraction courtesy of life tenaciously clinging to a rocky environment. How often do we find more than meets the eye in a given setting: here a multitude of collected organisms array themselves in such a way as to suggest quite a different entity altogether, perhaps the fossil of an ancient alien visitor.
This image presented unexpected challenges, not the least of which was low intensity indirect lighting, and a markedly uneven surface which posed depth-of-field issues for the close macro. In fact my original intent was to publish this scene in its original colors (light sea green with blotches of orange and red in the "background"), with its inherent surrealism enhanced via slight saturation increases . . . Efforts in that direction proved unsatisfying, but a sudden vision as a black&white rendering lead to this result.
This image presented unexpected challenges, not the least of which was low intensity indirect lighting, and a markedly uneven surface which posed depth-of-field issues for the close macro. In fact my original intent was to publish this scene in its original colors (light sea green with blotches of orange and red in the "background"), with its inherent surrealism enhanced via slight saturation increases . . . Efforts in that direction proved unsatisfying, but a sudden vision as a black&white rendering lead to this result.
Lichen (Levitation), #7091
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 30, 2010; Canon 20D; f/5.6 @ 1/640 sec; -1 EV; ISO 400; 100mm.
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Thursday, April 1, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#47)
For your consideration: an unexpected, delightful find while shopping for a necklace in honor of my step-daughter's upcoming Confirmation.
Taken in my living room during the opening hour of the twenty-first year of a particular journey I'm following; the object at hand is not meant to represent a specific path or discipline, but rather as a meditation on the rewards of seeking enlightenment. The discoveries are limitless and often surprising . . . the surface here is velvet.
Taken in my living room during the opening hour of the twenty-first year of a particular journey I'm following; the object at hand is not meant to represent a specific path or discipline, but rather as a meditation on the rewards of seeking enlightenment. The discoveries are limitless and often surprising . . . the surface here is velvet.

Black Buddha, #7181
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: April 1, 2010; Canon 20D; f/16 @ 30 secs; -2/3 EV; ISO 200; 100mm.
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Monday, March 29, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#46)
For your consideration: two full frontal views, one disturbingly local, the other a modestly distant refuge from the chaos of modern society.
The first: utterly lacking in pretense . . . a bastion of the Second Amendment, disarmingly straightforward in its bunker mentality and pillbox aura. The radiating neon seems ironically at odds with the camouflage paint scheme . . . a bit off target with respect to concealment. I frequently amuse myself at the necessity of a reinforced door and crash-prevention pillars . . .
Presented as an antidote, the second photograph is a mildly abstract study in architectural form and texture: the north-facing wall of my primary sanctuary in the hills. Several times annually I rendezvous at this serene compound for reflection, renewal and the warm fellowship with many varied friends who happen to share a particular path in life which emphasizes love, tolerance, and an effort at enlightenment.
The first: utterly lacking in pretense . . . a bastion of the Second Amendment, disarmingly straightforward in its bunker mentality and pillbox aura. The radiating neon seems ironically at odds with the camouflage paint scheme . . . a bit off target with respect to concealment. I frequently amuse myself at the necessity of a reinforced door and crash-prevention pillars . . .
Presented as an antidote, the second photograph is a mildly abstract study in architectural form and texture: the north-facing wall of my primary sanctuary in the hills. Several times annually I rendezvous at this serene compound for reflection, renewal and the warm fellowship with many varied friends who happen to share a particular path in life which emphasizes love, tolerance, and an effort at enlightenment.
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GUNS, #7029
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 20, 2006; Canon 20D; f/4.5 @ 1/10 sec; ±0 EV; ISO 800; 34mm.
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Seeing 2010 (#45)
For your consideration: two images taken five months apart, both at one of my favorite places (being in the foothills above San Juan Bautista).
The first is a sharply cropped portion of a larger photograph, originally in color. It is rare for me to significantly alter the boundaries of my original images - I tend to carefully compose in the camera viewfinder the scene structured as closely as possible to reflect my intended final rendering. Here, however, the removal of a considerable amount of extraneous material, combined with the monochromatic conversion, resulted in much greater focus and abstraction.
The second is a rare candid portrait of one my closest friends and spiritual mentors. Despite assurances that my photographic prowess does not include the power to capture my subjects' souls on film (nor CCD sensors), Victor is one of many who resist sitting for photographs. This is one of my better shots of him, and reflects his intensity, confidence and humility.
The first is a sharply cropped portion of a larger photograph, originally in color. It is rare for me to significantly alter the boundaries of my original images - I tend to carefully compose in the camera viewfinder the scene structured as closely as possible to reflect my intended final rendering. Here, however, the removal of a considerable amount of extraneous material, combined with the monochromatic conversion, resulted in much greater focus and abstraction.
The second is a rare candid portrait of one my closest friends and spiritual mentors. Despite assurances that my photographic prowess does not include the power to capture my subjects' souls on film (nor CCD sensors), Victor is one of many who resist sitting for photographs. This is one of my better shots of him, and reflects his intensity, confidence and humility.
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Friday, March 26, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#44)
After a brief absence . . . for your consideration: a pair of images representing thematic opposites.
The first is an organic study of elegant, sweeping forms which lend a sense of undulation to the composition, a gentle motion arrested by the starkly static thrust of the pollen-dusted spike which appears to be simultaneously immobile while also jutting skyward.
In contrast the second offering, a scene constructed largely of wood, seems oddly inorganic due to the powerful dominance of swaths and vectors of paint. Similar to the first composition, here too a relatively small portion of the canvas demands attention: framed by potent lines and near the vortex of converging rays, a yawning mouth of indeterminate depth sits in wait of unsuspecting visitors.
The first is an organic study of elegant, sweeping forms which lend a sense of undulation to the composition, a gentle motion arrested by the starkly static thrust of the pollen-dusted spike which appears to be simultaneously immobile while also jutting skyward.
In contrast the second offering, a scene constructed largely of wood, seems oddly inorganic due to the powerful dominance of swaths and vectors of paint. Similar to the first composition, here too a relatively small portion of the canvas demands attention: framed by potent lines and near the vortex of converging rays, a yawning mouth of indeterminate depth sits in wait of unsuspecting visitors.
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© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 20, 2010; Canon 20D; f/5.6 @ 1/2000 sec; - 2⁄3 EV; ISO 200; 100mm.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#43)
For your consideration: a scene perhaps distantly evocative of Kafka, or Munch.
A few nights ago my nocturnal photography chum and I took a rare drive to the coast, hoping to find ample subject matter on the boardwalk with its associated amusements. To our surprise, the entire town was seemingly abandoned, eerie for a Friday night (and featuring unseasonably warm weather at that). Thus we were compelled to mine the local scenery for less obvious study material.
I happened to bring along a few props - virtually unprecedented accessories for me. After some exploring we discovered a raised pedestrian walkway, which presented intriguing lighting and considerable potential for geometrically formal compositions.
Thus, this offering. It seems that the greatest challenge in life is to successfully form a genuine partnership with another human being, especially in the realm of romance. Initially the goal is to present our Best Selves; if a connection is made and sustained eventually the masked personas are displaced by something more closely reflecting our true nature. For some, such revelations are occasioned by sporadic moments of enlightenment piercing dark inner corridors; in the beginning only superficial characteristics are apparent. As the journey unfolds, more will be revealed.
A few nights ago my nocturnal photography chum and I took a rare drive to the coast, hoping to find ample subject matter on the boardwalk with its associated amusements. To our surprise, the entire town was seemingly abandoned, eerie for a Friday night (and featuring unseasonably warm weather at that). Thus we were compelled to mine the local scenery for less obvious study material.
I happened to bring along a few props - virtually unprecedented accessories for me. After some exploring we discovered a raised pedestrian walkway, which presented intriguing lighting and considerable potential for geometrically formal compositions.
Thus, this offering. It seems that the greatest challenge in life is to successfully form a genuine partnership with another human being, especially in the realm of romance. Initially the goal is to present our Best Selves; if a connection is made and sustained eventually the masked personas are displaced by something more closely reflecting our true nature. For some, such revelations are occasioned by sporadic moments of enlightenment piercing dark inner corridors; in the beginning only superficial characteristics are apparent. As the journey unfolds, more will be revealed.
The Blind Date (Head Games), #6755
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 19, 2010; Canon 20D; f/8 @ 1/6 sec; -1 2⁄3 EV; ISO400; 100mm.
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Seeing 2010 (#42)
For your consideration: a pair, tableaux which depict nature's beauty and persistent vibrancy.
When a high school student -- where I first stumbled into what would become my passion for creating images -- one of my photography teacher's first assignments was to take an entire roll of film (remember that?) on subjects within fifty feet of my front door. Thirty-six things to "see" which I would normally pass by in oblivion daily. It was a revelatory lesson.
Thus it came as little surprise to me when this afternoon I checked my watch and discovered that I'd just spent an incredibly quick sixty minutes photographing a few lilies and their surroundings, in front of a church downtown.
The first submission is the result of passing a considerable bit of time in intimate proximity to one of the most uniquely formed lilies I've ever encountered. I recall being startled when I realized Georgia O'Keefe's paintings represent far more than the superficial representation of plants . . . the organic form I was privileged to find today immediately evoked memories of a fabulous joint exhibit of her work along side Ansel Adams' at SF MoMA last year. I couldn't resist.
Those interested in nature photography per se have certainly seen their fill of insect images; I was less than keen on the critter itself, but its grandly exaggerated silhouette grabbed my attention. The ambiguous pose is a fringe benefit: is our tiny buggy friend struggling to find purchase so as to crest the leaf's edge? Or is that arm/leg dangling idly over the organic wall, a micro/macro demonstration of cool?
When a high school student -- where I first stumbled into what would become my passion for creating images -- one of my photography teacher's first assignments was to take an entire roll of film (remember that?) on subjects within fifty feet of my front door. Thirty-six things to "see" which I would normally pass by in oblivion daily. It was a revelatory lesson.
Thus it came as little surprise to me when this afternoon I checked my watch and discovered that I'd just spent an incredibly quick sixty minutes photographing a few lilies and their surroundings, in front of a church downtown.
The first submission is the result of passing a considerable bit of time in intimate proximity to one of the most uniquely formed lilies I've ever encountered. I recall being startled when I realized Georgia O'Keefe's paintings represent far more than the superficial representation of plants . . . the organic form I was privileged to find today immediately evoked memories of a fabulous joint exhibit of her work along side Ansel Adams' at SF MoMA last year. I couldn't resist.
Those interested in nature photography per se have certainly seen their fill of insect images; I was less than keen on the critter itself, but its grandly exaggerated silhouette grabbed my attention. The ambiguous pose is a fringe benefit: is our tiny buggy friend struggling to find purchase so as to crest the leaf's edge? Or is that arm/leg dangling idly over the organic wall, a micro/macro demonstration of cool?
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Lily (remembering O'Keefe), #6827
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 20, 2010; Canon 20D; f/10 @ 1/1000 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 200; 100mm.
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Friday, March 19, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#41)
For your consideration: a small study of form, shadow and depth, taken in the closing hours of the evening at the dining room table.
Having just finished watching Milk, I needed to lighten the mood. A quick trip to the store for sugar cubes, some flatware from the kitchen drawer, a simple light and my beloved macro lens gets you this:
Having just finished watching Milk, I needed to lighten the mood. A quick trip to the store for sugar cubes, some flatware from the kitchen drawer, a simple light and my beloved macro lens gets you this:
Untitled (Tinely Levitation), #6705
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 18, 2010; Canon 20D; f/2.8 @ 1/50 sec; -1/3 EV; ISO 200; 100mm.
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Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#40)
For your consideration: a frazzled model with the vacuous stare of a zombie . . . with models such as this ostensibly extolling the cool, chic look for the female representatives of our species it is small wonder visitations by UFO-borne aliens are silly rumors limited to overactive imaginations. I'd think twice before exploring a planet inhabited by such creatures as this, perhaps the ultimate genetic offshoots of Medusa.
(Big Hair) Mannequin, #5834
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Details: December 22, 2009; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/50 sec; -1 EV; ISO 400; 55mm.
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Seeing 2010 (#39)
For your consideration: a duet with which to contemplate abundant symmetries and contrasts.
The leaf was photographed in direct, brilliant afternoon sunlight; the weathered wood was shot at 2:17 in the morning under low-pressure sodium street lighting (and subsequently converted to black&white).
The upper image portrays graceful lines, complex and refined detail, and an unexpected beauty and abstractness derived from organic decay; the lower canvass conveys a hewn ruggedness and scalloped surfaces suggestive of a harsh environment. Both echo a sense of skyward thrusts; the Alviso offering in particular mimics a Himalayan mountain scene complete with crevasses, turbulent sky and snow-capped peak.
The leaf was photographed in direct, brilliant afternoon sunlight; the weathered wood was shot at 2:17 in the morning under low-pressure sodium street lighting (and subsequently converted to black&white).
The upper image portrays graceful lines, complex and refined detail, and an unexpected beauty and abstractness derived from organic decay; the lower canvass conveys a hewn ruggedness and scalloped surfaces suggestive of a harsh environment. Both echo a sense of skyward thrusts; the Alviso offering in particular mimics a Himalayan mountain scene complete with crevasses, turbulent sky and snow-capped peak.
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Red Leaf Summit, #6641
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 10, 2010; Canon 20D; f/8 @ 1/160 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 400; 100mm.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#38)
For your consideration: more exercising of the new lens, from within the comforting confines of my recent retreat's bedroom.
A study of matter suspended doubly in time: on "film" and locked within the confines of a plastic space. Evocative perhaps of our own universe's primal, embryonic moments after the Big Bang, when the essential substance of the unfathomable expansion to come was strewn chaotically, seemingly randomly in the void -- yet hinting at structures on the verge of creation. Or, the scene might depict a vast macro study of many universes floating in dimensions beyond our reach and comprehension, wherein our own is but one bubble among the collection.
In either case, what interests me is that the foundational element of the subject is the lack of substance: the presence of an invisible gas forces the formation of transparent, spherical walls at the moment of congealing, giving rise to an illusion -- pockets of nothingness.
A study of matter suspended doubly in time: on "film" and locked within the confines of a plastic space. Evocative perhaps of our own universe's primal, embryonic moments after the Big Bang, when the essential substance of the unfathomable expansion to come was strewn chaotically, seemingly randomly in the void -- yet hinting at structures on the verge of creation. Or, the scene might depict a vast macro study of many universes floating in dimensions beyond our reach and comprehension, wherein our own is but one bubble among the collection.
In either case, what interests me is that the foundational element of the subject is the lack of substance: the presence of an invisible gas forces the formation of transparent, spherical walls at the moment of congealing, giving rise to an illusion -- pockets of nothingness.
Acrylic Bubbles (Globular Cluster), #6667
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 14, 2010; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1.3 secs; -1/3 EV; ISO 200; 100mm.
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Seeing 2010 (#37)
For your consideration . . .
Spend the past three days hunkered down relatively secluded at a Men's Retreat. The timing was impeccable, the weather miserably wet then surprisingly cold.
Not in much of a photographic mood for most of the time, but got a few small inspirations to play with the macro lens in my room at end of Saturday evening's activities. The room was cozy, simply furnished and toasty; the object at hand was borrowed from the dining room, the business end of a name card stand. The illumination source was a small book light.
Spend the past three days hunkered down relatively secluded at a Men's Retreat. The timing was impeccable, the weather miserably wet then surprisingly cold.
Not in much of a photographic mood for most of the time, but got a few small inspirations to play with the macro lens in my room at end of Saturday evening's activities. The room was cozy, simply furnished and toasty; the object at hand was borrowed from the dining room, the business end of a name card stand. The illumination source was a small book light.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#36)
Received some extraordinarily disturbing news. This submission accurately depicts the psychic terrain.
(No, no further disclosure is forthcoming; don't bother.)
(No, no further disclosure is forthcoming; don't bother.)
Cranial Chaos, #5270
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: October 22, 2009; Canon 20D; f/8 @ 8 secs; -2/3 EV; ISO 400; 24mm.
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Thursday, March 11, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#35)
For your consideration: a pair of macro abstracts, at once quite different and yet each deriving its substance and viscerally organic nature from the energy of unexpected and unusual intimacy.
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Red Leaf Abstract (Oasis), #6626
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 10, 2010; Canon 20D; f/8 @ 1/60 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 100; 100mm.
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Monday, March 8, 2010
Seeing 2010 (#34)
A submission in honor of what would have been my mother's sixty-ninth birthday.
As I wrote in a prior post, I was in a position to shepherd my mother's last days on this planet. Doing so meant, in the end, giving a medical directive to remove her from life support.
This was neither a simple nor easy decision. Seeking guidance, I trekked out into the Sonoran desert of my home, just west of Gates Pass, and spent time in prayer and meditation at a spot known to me, various friends and a few family members simply as the rock.
Ironic that quite a few years ago this same locale was an escape from reality, where many hours were passed in a haze, watching sunsets by day and peering into the unfathomable depth of the black night sky (pondering of course the profundity of existence and life itself, as college students are apt to do).
Visiting this spot in need of spiritual clarity and emotional fortitude would've been incomprehensible in those days. Doing so last November was both painful and a relief: although when walking out to this boulder I knew not what wisdom (if any) would come to me, a sense of safety, comfort and, ultimately, the chance for healing was assured. And so it was.
The strange journey of grief is now underway; as yet the navigational markers are obscure and elusive. Snippets of insight come, usually unbidden and surreptitiously. I have the considerable support of my wife, family, and many close friends, for which I am deeply grateful.
My mother was a deeply troubled soul. She is at last at peace, and perfectly healed as well. For this I am also thankful. At some future date I shall return to this spot to spread her ashes.
In Memoriam: Johanna Lynn Petersen, March 8, 1941 - November 5, 2009.
As I wrote in a prior post, I was in a position to shepherd my mother's last days on this planet. Doing so meant, in the end, giving a medical directive to remove her from life support.
This was neither a simple nor easy decision. Seeking guidance, I trekked out into the Sonoran desert of my home, just west of Gates Pass, and spent time in prayer and meditation at a spot known to me, various friends and a few family members simply as the rock.
Ironic that quite a few years ago this same locale was an escape from reality, where many hours were passed in a haze, watching sunsets by day and peering into the unfathomable depth of the black night sky (pondering of course the profundity of existence and life itself, as college students are apt to do).
Visiting this spot in need of spiritual clarity and emotional fortitude would've been incomprehensible in those days. Doing so last November was both painful and a relief: although when walking out to this boulder I knew not what wisdom (if any) would come to me, a sense of safety, comfort and, ultimately, the chance for healing was assured. And so it was.
The strange journey of grief is now underway; as yet the navigational markers are obscure and elusive. Snippets of insight come, usually unbidden and surreptitiously. I have the considerable support of my wife, family, and many close friends, for which I am deeply grateful.
My mother was a deeply troubled soul. She is at last at peace, and perfectly healed as well. For this I am also thankful. At some future date I shall return to this spot to spread her ashes.
In Memoriam: Johanna Lynn Petersen, March 8, 1941 - November 5, 2009.
The Rock, #5529
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: November 4, 2009; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/800 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 200; 25mm.
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