“I love to take photographs, So Mama don’t take my Kodachrome away” ~ Paul Simon
I’m having a tough time even coming up with one post this week. In fact its been tough getting anything done this week. We had to put down Old Charlie Boy, Our beloved 15 year old Wheaten Sheltie mix. It was time for him to “head off to college” to join his brothers. Charlie was our last man standing. So I’m grasping a bit for a subject, but hang in there with me, it usually works out the way it should.
There is something to be said for always having a camera in your pocket. As a professional photographer I’m well aware of the limitations of my new iPhone 6, but as fine art painter I celebrate the convenience it provides. When I see something that inspires me, no matter where I am I can point and shoot in a matter of seconds. What I end up with is valuable reference material that will later help me understand and remember how it looks and feels.
These “pix” were shot last evening as Tammy and I returned to Denver from an afternoon outing to the foothills. It was quite cold out (9 degrees) and a full moon was rising over Denver as the sun was setting behind, the perfect ingredients for a subtle and pleasing collision of warm and cool hues and values.
My Dad grew up along the banks of Dry Creek in Englewood, Coloroado. Now, life’s twists and turns have led me to live just upstream from his old stomping grounds and I hike along the Big Dry Creek often. The Denver Metro area has done an incredible job preserving open space and creating hundreds of miles trails for walking and biking. Thanks to my iPhone, I can listen to podcasts while I walk (Artist’s Helping Artist’s is my favorite), and when I see something I want to remember I pull it out and snap a pic.
You never know when one of these snapshots will become your main source of inspiration to do something very creative and you never know when a simple cel-phone pic will become a lasting image of what you hold close to your heart. “Icy Paws” was one of my first ever paintings. It was a gift to my wife, who is seen walking through a blizzard with our motley crew about 8 years ago. The painting was inspired by the adventure of living at 10000 feet in the Colorado Wilderness, but i never could have captured the personalities of these guys without photos to remember them with.