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Lately, I've been trying to push myself out of my comfort zone, shooting imagery that utilizes a new technique for me. Though the area of exploration is familiar (the Albuquerque bosque along the Rio Grande) I am looking at a new direction for my image creation. I am playing with the panoramic format, and really letting the pixels fly in post-production.
That being said, I've been trying to replicate an old wet plate photo look, or other analogue techniques, while still staying safely in the digital realm. I'm not sure where this exercise may lead, but it certainly is nice to try to widen my perspective a bit (pun intended.) Feel free to share your thoughts on these photos.
Sometimes I shoot without any intended outcome other than to keep my eyes sharp and my control over my camera in the ready. Sometimes even those intentions go out the window, as they did on a recent jaunt through one of my favorite locations to shoot, the Rio Grande bosque. Late winter is a particularly good time to venture into the overgrowth along the river, as the temperature is pleasant, the late winter light is magical, and the lack of new spring foliage allows one to sift deeply through the remnants of dead flora. For tech dweebs, I turned the autofocus off on my camera, used a very shallow depth of field, and dragged along an external light source to fill in shadow areas. What resulted is a series of contrasty, abstract images that somehow convey the feelings I was experiencing on a late winter day. Not sure where these images fit in the grander scope of my work, but if nothing else, it felt good to follow the maxim "don't think, just shoot."
Those of us who live in New Mexico know the importance of the Rio Grande. One of its values is the wonderful, (mostly) undeveloped nature of the bosque that adorns its banks. The bosque offers a respite from the urban life of Albuquerque, and yet exists within minutes of the city itself. It's a thicket of salt cedar, fallen branches, various flowers and grasses, jetty jacks and the abundant cottonwood trees, which at this time of year, explode into yellow and gold. Today was a perfect, overcast day, so the wife and I headed out for a quick wander. Except for temporarily straying into an extremely muddy patch (as is evident in the photo of my destroyed Chuck Taylors) the day rewarded us with many sights and sounds. Of course, I decided to capture the glorious colors of autumn in black and white.
A personal rite of autumn, always undertaken in late November, is a wander through the open space of the Rio Grande bosque. I am drawn to the scent of decomposing leaves, the squawk of passing cranes, the subtle touch of chill in the air as the sun recedes to the western horizon. "Media vita in morte sumus."