Posted on August 19, 2014
Black gold, Texas Tea
A regular staple of the West Texas landscape.
I feel such a hypocrite to complain of what the whole process does to our mother earth,
as I sure expect it to be there when I fill up my thirsty Chevy truck.
monos en theos…†…jim
Posted on August 14, 2014
I was shooting at a sunset when I felt a small bump at my feet and here was this lovely creation scurrying about. He was a good sized “pede” about 5-6 inches long. And this dude was fast. No time to get the macro kit. It was take it or leave it. I grabbed 3 or for frames as he moved across an asphalt trail and disappeared into the West TX weeds.
Life sometimes come at a 1/5000 of a second and sometimes as in this case a 1/30 of a second. Don’t let it pass you by…†…monos en theos…jim
Posted on May 23, 2014
“The most beautiful people are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern.”
In moments of praise our scars disappear! monos en theos ††† jim
Posted on May 20, 2014
“There are some things that you can fulfil with money, but at the end of the day these are not the things that make you happy. It is the small things that make life good.”
You can make the end of the pretty from wherever you are…..monos en theos ††† jim
Posted on May 14, 2014
Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it.
keep your eyes and heart open…en theos monos † jim
Posted on May 6, 2014
“Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. It’s what sunflowers do.” ~ Helen Keller
Follow the warmth…en theos manos † jim
Posted on May 5, 2014
Wishing my eyes were as big as this old Ford.
I am also in need of restoration.
That is why I like old trucks and cars.
Someone comes along and brings them back to life.
Ah, to be made anew.
That is how you become a classic.
See with your heart. ††† en theos monos……j
Posted on April 20, 2014
HE IS ARISEN INDEED!
I am sure that I could not count the number of posts that are “arisen” today.
Just as I am sure of the number of followers that had turned their backs on this morning.
I would have been one.
I am one who turns my back even today.
but Ever so often He taps me on the shoulder
And assures me, that He is still here.
I may not stand in a church and loudly proclaim.
Yet in the quiet of a rising sun
He speaks to me
and I to Him.
HE IS ARISEN INDEED!
en theos monos ††† jim
Posted on April 15, 2014
Yesterday morning I was filled with the good intension of producing some great image of the blood moon eclipse. As the day went on, I had settled into the compromise of just getting up to see it. After seeing this lovely orb coming up while sitting in my Lazy Boy, I decided to just go make a photos of this big gorgeous moon and be done with it.
Having listened to the talking heads on every new’s show talking about it, my interest wained. Then seeing the winners from the New York Times of the Pulitzer prizes for photography, I was be-littled by their accomplishments and the air was totally out of my ballon. Seeing the truly great work with real blood from staff photographer Tyler Hicks, the 2014 Pulitzer Prize in breaking news photography for his coverage of a terrorist attack at an upscale mall in Nairobi, Kenya, that left more than 60 people dead. And then Josh Haner was awarded the Pulitzer in feature photography for his images of the slow and painful recovery process for a survivor of the Boston Marathon bombing.
Any image I would make of a lunar eclipse, well suffice it to say it had been eclipsed by some great image makers of truly remarkable circumstances and events. The blood red moon had totally faded pale.
“Photography is a small voice, at best, but sometimes one photograph, or a group of them, can lure our sense of awareness!” W Eugene Smith 1918-1978
Some voices are much, much smaller than others! en theos monos ††† jim
Posted on April 14, 2014
Two days ago I sat in my shorts and dirty t-shirt basking in the beauty and warmth of a bluebonnet patch. Early this am up to attack my writing drills I was greeted with this mysterious view in the western darkness. A great prelude to the coming blood moon eclipse coming early tomorrow morning.
Our balm had faded to sand blown in the 40 mph winds as I stranded to hold my camera still at a 1/15 of a second at 1600 iso. All the while staving the 37 degree chill in my briefs and too thin shirt. The dogs thought me crazy and kept looking to see what the heck had the attention of their strange two legged leader. I quickly agreed and retreated from outside images to inside words and warm coffee. Image making is fun, but word-smithing can sometimes be a little more comfortable.
I don’t normally post such fuzzy grainy images, but I hope this will keep me from having to braving the 2:00 am call to the blood eclipse. I already gave. One needs to save their bravery as I have too little to spare.
” A good photograph is knowing where to stand.” Ansel Adams
I think I will stand inside. en theos monos ††† jim
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