Lately I’ve found myself in a little of a slump since the Pacific Northwest has been covered with rain and clouds for the majority of the winter.
One day, sitting on my couch, a little lonely and depressed. I decided to finish reading my book by Ansel Adams and another one by Robert Frank.
Not only did I get engrossed into the black and white photography, I decided put away my huge DSLR and grab my Fuji X100s. It is sleek, and easy to handle. Everyday, even while on assignment with the Walla Walla Union-Bulletin, I would stop and look at the world in Black and White and found a whole new love and appreciation for my photography.
Granted I put my camera in Black and White mode focusing on the red tint for clouds and added +2 on my EV and off I went.
Walking around Walla Walla, made me see people, and buildings in a whole new light. It brought love, and passion back to me, and I began seeing contrast, and shapes, moments.
Forcing myself to see in two tones made me in my own way a better photographer, and a gave me a greater appreciation for the colors, and light that surrounds us.
If you ever start getting bored and need a quick pick me up, I recommend shooting in black and white, and looking at shadows, and lights.
My new journey in life started in October of 2013 and currently I am enjoying the nice snow storm hitting our beautiful state.
Here are some of my newer photos from today and my next blog entry I will share my best photos to date.
Thank you for following me and I look forward to sharing this amazing experience with all of you.
Today at the Ventura County Fairgrounds there was a Motorcycle show with hundreds of motorcycles from all over southern California.
It was amazing to see everything from pan heads, to custom bikes and even scooters. Good music, and great people. There was even a roller derby tournament to give some more spice to already hot event.
Im sharing some of the images here for those that appreciate great bikes, and even nicer women.
Hi guys, here is a photo I took today in memory of the fallen.
I wrote this poem in remembrance….
“On this hellish of holy weekends, waking up to aches and pains. I think back to all we have given, and much more taken away. I died inside that fateful day, seared into my soul men, colleagues, friends, that will never be forgotten. We weep those who have passed, yet they are the lucky ones, they do not carry our heaviness, regret, or pain. We stand alone, us weary warriors, saluting those true gladiators forever at attention waiting for the day we all meet, smile and laugh once again.
When we walk we will never be alone, as generations of warriors run through our veins. Us ordinary men, that in time of need, stood up humbly and said, please send me.
We united as one, all individuals, crawling, rolling, walking away.
Blood shed for one other, we would have it no other way!
– written by SPC Lopez, Michael M.