Fall is rightfully thought of as photography season in many respects, and that’s for one reason, which can be summed up in one word: color. Since so much of my work is now in black and white, it can be a bit challenging to get into the spirit of the season. But it is infectious and one might say, came to me. Here are a few favorites from this year, for your enjoyment. I truly hope that everyone notices, and appreciated the changing seasons. Those beautiful colors, like so much of our climate related experience are indeed vulnerable as we move ahead. But for now…
Cold evening air over the warmer land and lakes kicks things off for us. Early fall, Patch Reservoir, Worcester.
It’s been another of those rolling foliage experiences. No real crescendo, some trees just seem to turn earlier than others. Above and below at Babson College, just last week.
That can make for it’s own interesting interplay of colors. Increasingly, I seem to note that it’s not only the trees that get into the act. Some weeds can be pretty spectacular themselves.
This was from June Street, in Worcester, site of a construction project. Hopefully the old stone wall will survive. These weeds, probably not. We also get help though from late season flowers. These tough guys have to survive some pretty chilly nights. Again, from Babson…
One of the great things about fall is that it isn’t winter! At least not yet. Opportunities for fishing are still to be found. (From Elm Park, in Worcester, an old friend…)
But at some point, it’s time to go.
I’m very happy to announce that my good friends at the Art Emporium in Westborough, Massachusetts have honored me by holding a small exhibition and print sale of my work, beginning today. This exhibition is going to be a bit different for me in that the theme is really drawn more from the visual impact of the imagery than the content of the image itself. I’m calling the collection Abstract Scenes though they are not all abstract. Several of them represent nearly point and shoot experiences that took place because I was in the right place at the right time. It was the experience of the color (from the scene, not from photoshop) that gave one an other worldly experience. One of my favorites was from Rock House Reservation, in West Brookfield, Massachusetts, not far from the Quabbin Reservoir.
Everything about what was happening at the scene at that moment conspired to intensify and saturate the color. The blue sky, the reflections, the clouds, the leaves in the water, the foliage along the shoreline and the fact that it had just rained (which saturates reds in particular) made walking out to the location (right off Route 9) almost paralyzing. I went back one day later and it was over.
Normally though, you’ve got to get up pretty early in the morning to get such powerful light. These first two were of an abandoned pier just off the shore at Ocean City, New Jersey (not Maryland) shot at sunrise.
This final image, representative of some of the images in the exhibition, was shot at sunset at Cape May, New Jersey. After sunset, with very little luck, there is a about a ten minute window in which everything in the sky turns blue. This shot was captured after about an hour’s wait, at the same location.
I want to thank Ed Turner, the owner of the Art Emporium (and someone who has long supported my work) for holding this exhibition and sale. Please stop by if you’re interested and in the area.