Come closer

I find peace among granite boulders. It’s where I feel I belong. I travel in a four wheel drive pick up truck and the vibrations rattle my brain. Sitting in meditation by a stream brings me to Nirvahna. I’m never consulted about where we go or if we’re on a paved highway or a bumpy road to a jagged outcropping. I’m sure if the woman left me here, my relatives would find me. I’m not sure where I come from, but I sense I am part of the Seven Devils Mountains. No doubt the woman will haul some of these rocks into the back of the truck and put them somewhere in her yard. She doesn’t know that when she leaves the window down at night, I crawl out and visit my metamorphic relatives.

Observing and scaling objects in landscape drawing, some of my students get it right away. For some it takes a while. Working from a photo often helps. Today’s  assignment or challenge is Scale and Observation. On a huckleberry picking trip in August 2012 I found this huge bull and stopped to photograph him. He looked ever so gentle and seemed to be asking me to rub his nose or his back. I walked closer and closer, photographing the scale as I approached. I had a nice little visit with him and he moved nearer for my voice, but I chickened out on touching him. That barbed wire didn’t look strong enough to keep him on his side of the fence if he took the notion to get closer, for whatever reason. Besides, I was sure someone at the OX Ranch was watching me through a magnifier of some sort. After picking berries, I took my Czek Shepherd (a type of German Shepherd) to a stream to cool off. Click here to see a slide show of her in a While cooling off at a stream I set my small dashboard Grotesque on a rock and made its portrait. The scale is not as obvious in those photos. And while I’m at it, why not compose a little internal dialogue for it?


Search and rescue practice

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Ozette loves search and rescue missions. She’s not formally trained for the task but her tracking skills are incredible! Her favorite search and rescue activity is finding logs, huge branches, or even small sticks under water and bringing them ashore where she lines them up and goes back for more. It’s in her instinct tool kit, her default. I read a book about why some dogs exhibit certain behaviors, possibly in their genes from the job an ancestor performed, some where back in its lineage. I’m pretty sure if I researched I’d find this dog had an ancestor that worked at logging at a river or stream. If I could teach her to catch fish, sweet. We had been picking huckleberries at a high elevation in August 2012 near Cuprum, Idaho. To cool off, we stopped at a cold high mountain stream  near Landore in the Seven Devils Mountains over Hells Canyon.

I’m showing these photos for Photography 101, an assignment to make photos with blur and capture the moment, action shots. These show the process Ozette uses to find and retrieve sticks in a stream, caught in the moment. Here is a link to the commons where participants can share daily assignments (challenges).