It's been a long time...

I have recently decided to start pursuing my photography business again-more importantly I've decided to get back out there with my camera and pursue something I love so much, but seeing this page really shocked me- I didn't realize how long it's been. So much has happened since way back when these photos were taken. Anyway, after all that, because of all that and even in spite of all that- I'm back, excited and anxious to return to all that this hobby has always rewarded me with- Lol, seeing the last post I made here, the one about vantage points, kind of struck me as ironic- talk about changing vantage points- I changed mine from NY to Missouri back in the end of March of this year. Who would ever have thought I'd actually do that- not me for sure, but I do love it here.

Changing Your Vantage Point

Sometimes the only way to change our perspective is to take a few steps in a different direction. We could stand and look at what we see, from our current vantage point, as "the whole picture"

but then if we move a few steps this way or that, suddenly we see a whole new picture.

“A positive mind is like a powerful stream of water that is gathering volume and force from hundreds of tributaries all along its course. The further on it goes the greater its power, until when it reaches its goal, that power is simply immense. A negative mind, however, would be something like a stream, that the further it flows the more divisions it makes, until, when it reaches its goal, instead of being one powerful stream, it has become a hundred, small, weak, shallow streams.” ― Christian D. Larson

Color Is A Hymn

Charles Baudelaire “The sap rises and, itself a mixture of elements, flowers in a mixture of tones; the trees, the rocks, the granites cast their reflections in the mirror of the water; all the transparent objects seize and imprison colour reflections, both close and distant, as the light passes through them. As the star of day moves, the tones change in value, but always they respect their mutual sympathies and natural hatreds, and continue to live in harmony by reciprocal concessions. The shadows move slowly and drive before them or blot out the tones as the light itself, changing position, sets others vibrating. These mingle their reflections, and, modifying their qualities by casting over them transparent and borrowed glazes, multiply to infinity their melodious marriages and make them easier to achieve. When the great ball of fire sinks into the waters, red fanfares fly in all directions, a blood-red harmony spreads over the horizon, green turns to a deep red. But soon vast blue shadows chase rhythmically before them the crowd of orange and soft tones, which are like the distant and muted echoes of the light. This great symphony of today, which is the eternally renewed variation of the symphony of yesterday, this succession of melodies, where the variety comes always from the infinite, this complex hymn is called colour.” ― Charles Baudelaire, Selected Writings on Art and Literature

Reflection

“There are two ways of spreading light: to be The candle or the mirror that reflects it.” ― Edith Wharton