Natural Light Photography, what does that even mean? Lately I’ve heard a lot of photographers say “I’m a natural light photographer” and it got me thinking about what this term really means to me and how it’s applied to photography. It sells the idea of authenticity but I suspect it also allows some photographers to work within their comfort zone.
Light....The key ingredient to absolutely everything I do as a photographer. Without light there are no photos. Knowing how to find the light to tell your story - or create it when and where it doesn’t exist - is perhaps the most important element that separates top-tier photographers from the rest of the pack. At some point along the way, I found...
The sky overhead is long gone. The horizon is a distant memory. All around us, the forest fades in and out as a thick, glowing mist ebbs and flows. Huge gnarled trees come into view, decending to ground level to become huge roots snaking across the forest floor. We're deep inside Costa Rica's Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve hiking deeper into the eerie half-light. Every surface is damp and slippery, and most are coated with thick green moss decades in the making. The mist is cool and heavy, dampening our faces with every step but shows no signs of burning away. Wildlife is everywhere.
Well you won't find Yogi Bear here but if you're headed up to Yellowstone, you will find grizzly bears, wolves and maybe a moose or two. With nearly 3,500 square miles of wilderness, you're bound to stumble upon the abundant, magnificent wildlife that at times feels like it’s no more than an arm’s length away. Always be "Bear Aware" because at Yellowstone, humans are not at the top of the food chain. You are at a gloriously inhospitable place, full of predators and prey, in which nature is still allowed to be red in tooth and claw.
Here I am overlooking the wonder God has created, and I am in awe to see such beauty. Beauty that stretches as far as the eye can see. It soothes my soul. It calms my thoughts. It brings inner peace among the storm. And time stands still, even if just for a while. And in that moment, Gods beauty overshadows all else.
Is there anything better than lying in your bed deep in the African bush and hearing the resonating roar of a lion? I've had the privilege of going on a safari and hearing the king of the jungle bellow forth. A lion's roar seems to start at the tail of the beast with a few gentle, meager and almost sheepish groans. These mutterings slowly but surely build into almighty roars, almost loud enough to cause the earth beneath you to rattle. If you are close to the beast at the time that he roars, you can almost feel the vibrations in your ribcage but if you are a couple of miles away, the resonating roar drifts over the crests and through the valleys, in a soothing and lazy sort of baritone way. A subtle reminde...
On the last day of our Hawaiian vacation as we made our way to the airport, we saw what would be our final destination. Just off the main road nestled between the mountains stood the Coconut Hut, a tiny Hawaiian oasis serving fresh coconut water and sugarcane candy.
As we were leaving, we couldn't help but notice the breathtaking views. The vibrance of color, the clouds floating below the mountain tops, the wind whistling in the car as we drove along the highway. The island was photogenic with every turn. Nature untamed and uninterrupted.
What I will remember most about this exotic land is how well preserved it is. The stunning features of the Hawaiian Islands are prehistoric and the nati...
I have some very exciting news... my photo has been published! Used by the app Twenty20 to showcase an Architecture challenge.
This is an image of the winding staircase inside the Ponce DeLeon Inlet Lighthouse. My climb led me up 203 steps to the top of the 175 foot tower where I enjoyed the magnificent views of Ponce Inlet and surrounding inland waterways from the lighthouse gallery deck.
A flash of emerald, a flutter of wings, and the tiny bird vanishes. Moments later it reappears, this time at a better angle. A thumb-size dervish with hyperkinetic wings that can beat 80 times a second, producing the faintest hum. Tail feathers paddle, steering gently in three dimensions. As the bird stares into the trumpet of a bright fuchsia bloom, a thread-thin tongue flickers from its needle beak. A sunbeam glances off its iridescent feathers, the reflected color as dazzling as a gemstone hung in a sunny window. It's a Little Wonder... beautiful, stunning, and exotic.