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This is the time of year everyone should get out and enjoy the abundant beauty that surrounds us. No excuses. Today it took me a matter of minutes to drive to the local park on the way home and snap a few images. Nothing spectacular, but enough to excercise thecreative side of my brain. This shot here is one that anyone could take, but I guarantee not many have. I don’t believe this to be anything amazing, but I stil lthink its beautiful. If you are only slightly more observant than the average person, your eyes will be opened to endless amounts of visual stimulation.

MT

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Well, I said that I was going to share a story of an experience I had yesterday. So here it goes.

I walked down a dried up creek bed, and hit the main stream. This is a process I do quite often, and something I learned as a survival tip. “Follow small streams down and they will lead to bigger streams, which lead to civilization.” Anyways, back on subject. I was “working the area”. I was focusing on my “intimate shots” when I glanced up stream and noticed a deer making its way up the bank of the creek. I would say the deer was probably 125-150 yards upstream. It was beautiful though! The light hitting its coat, the colorful backdrop, and the flowing stream all together. I decided that there was no time for a photo, plus I was too far away. All I did was watch this deer, unknowning to me, cross the stream and disappear amongst the trees. I sat there with a smile on my face, I knew the moment was captured none the less. My mental capture was better than any photo I could have gotten of the deer.

I popped back into photography mode and walked upstream, since I had high rubber boots on, I walked straight up the little rapids I was photographing. I like to be right in the middle of my subject. After all, anyone can walk to the edge of the water and take a photo. I photographed the water rushng by rocks that had clumps of leaves on them. Yea, thats nice. Uhh, thats fine. Nothing great though!

All of a sudden I look upstream and see movement. My hunting instincts kick in and tell me to get down and sit still. My photography instincts say, “Get a little closer Matthew”. So…I of course crouch down and jog upstream as far as I feel comfortable. I justify to myself that I was “sneaky” while jogging up the stream. Second thing. I had to switch lenses!!! Duh, I can’t photograph a deer from a hundred yards with a wide angle. Being in the middle of the stream I dipped my knees into the icy water, pulling my camera bag off my back and fumbling for my telephoto. I find a rock to perch my bag on. I keep my eye on the deer as I change lenses. Using my manual focus Olympus 70-210mm I set the f/stop and the shutter speed. I adjust the white balance and the ISO. I begin to expose images, switching between horizontal and vertical shots. I make sure I slow down and concentrate for every shot. I would rather take one great shot than ten shots and then realize I needed to change something. I watch the deer traverse the creek. I capture two images. One that travels through the elements of my lens, past the mirror, and into the sensor. The second, from my retina, to my optic nerve, to my thalamus, and then to my visual cortex. This image will saty there for years to come, being bake to be brought up fro mmy database within seconds. Within moments the images are captured. The deer moves on, defeated from the steep embankment. She searches for an easier way. Likewise, I move on. Not necessarily looking for the easiest path. All the while I smile, knowing I have done my best to capture what I saw. I am well aware that I will fail, but that is what drives me. I do not believe my images will ever equate to being in the scene itself. I only hope I can come awefully close. I am an observer of beauty, I am a philosopher of nature, and I am a photographer attempting to capture both.

MT

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After a very chilly morning, the sun warmed up the day and it was absolutely lovely. It was if you were wearing a coat that is.

I took a walk to one of my favorite spots at Knob Knoster State Park this evening. I was anticipating fall colors on the trees, but to my surprise, there were more leaves on the ground then in the trees. Well, adapt and improvise. I began to focus my attention to each puddle, every cluster of leaves, and every relfection. I believe my back is sore from all the crouching and bending I did. That means I was doing a good job. 🙂 Anyways, I have included a small gallery of what I would consider, an initmate view of autumn. Hope you enjoy. Oh, and stay tuned for a great moment I captured tonight! I am sure the story will be up very soon, considering it was awesome and I want to share it with everyone. I depart now, getting my “zen on” to “Allian Bougrain Dubourg & Arno Elias”. Look ’em up if you do so feel inclined.

MT

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Walking back from taking the previous uploaded images, I came about this leaf. Call it a serendipitous moment. This leaf was precariously hanging by the reminents of a spider web. It was intriguing. I think to myself: its fall, this leaf just fell, prolonging its journey to the earth, and the reminents of a spider web is all that is left in its way. The seasons are changing and the leaves will soon be brown and the spider webs nonexistent, but I captured this moment. The leaf is on its own, the frost shortening its last breaths.

MT

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I apologize for the delay in output of images. I have had a busy and at times stressful weekend and therefore had to prioritize. I now will upload a few images that were taken this weekend. The colors are great and the weather was great, no need to say more.

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Even when not wetting a line in the North Fork, that is where I am. If it isn’t the river, its the woods bordering it. It is my sanctuary, my home, and my place of solitude. Nothing can get me when I am on the river or in the woods. Only the animals that frequent the woods will sense my presence. If I am lucky, not even they will recognize me. I want to be forgotten. Motionless, slowly breathing I will become a tree, become a rock in the river, or simply become nature itself.

I do my best to blend in, it is a pitiful atempt in all reality. I am not apart of nature. The Earth has become a sanctuary for humans and not so much for the creatures that originally were here.    “I know I am intruding but please let me stay”, I cry. They reject me at first. I am an intrusion. I don’t belong here. “Please, I want to stay”, I say again. “I will be quiet, I won’t even move from this tree”, I reassure them. Shhhh…..Don’t move, they are accepting me. They are curious, just like myself.

I once was a part of nature. Mankind was a part of nature. Relying on the land, self-suffiecent, respecting the earth they stood on. Where is that today? When do you stop and look at a leaf, think about the veins of life running throught it just like yourself, and appreciate the beauty in it. Simplicity. A word commonly ignored today. Well, tomorrow I head to simplicity. I will walk amongst the trees, walk along the rocky river bottom, and I will be where I should be. It is my life. Nature is the blood that runs through my veins.

MT

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Life goes whizzing by,

I am afraid I can’t comply.

The road is seen,

but is it known?

I will find the end,

It is only a matter of when.

MT

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