Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Seeing 2010 (#110)

For your consideration: a Martian forgery, of sorts . . .

I lived for a time in a distant land and era; the dominant feature and raison d'être for the entire scree of communities was the local copper mine with its massive open pit and smelting operations. Situated in the far remote reaches of eastern Arizona, there was dearth of compelling entertainment on the whole. Still, a unique source of awe could be witnessed: the dumping of slag onto the mine tailings, especially when viewed after dark. Gigantic buckets of molten liquid, evocative of volcanic lava, cut bright golden-orange sluices of fire coursing down the utterly toxic, steep slopes of the excavations, briefly lighting up the night sky.

I never managed to photograph one of those searing events, but the image below resurrects long dormant and fond memories of a more innocent period of my life.



Rust Fall, #0249

© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.

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Details: July 28, 2010; Canon 20D; f/16 @ 1/125 sec; - 2/3 EV; ISO 400; 100mm.

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4 comments:

  1. Another great piece of work....originally a part of some very ordinary corner of this planet that no one can think of and presented so beautifully that the bright lights look like some heavenly rays....fantabulous!!!!....:D

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  2. Hi James, I am Candice McGee's daughter. This picture as with all the ones you have taken, is amazing. Like the comment before me states, it is something that other people probably glance at but think nothing of every day but yet you found the beauty within it. The lighter rust that is falling almost looks like colorful water spilling down the edge. Great job!

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  3. Nice to "meet" you, Haley; thank you for the very kind commentary.

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  4. This is my new favorite. I agree with with the waterfall trickling over the edge into an almost surreal angelic glowing pool. What I like the best is the gradual and variegated colors of ancient rust. To me it has a spiritual glow and because there is no way to tell the size of it, one could imagine sitting at the bottom of the drain and being bathed and surrounded by that glow.

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