A few days ago I got to thinking that for quite a while, measured in years, I have not devoted much picture making effort to making pictures (ku) of the natural world. This stands in direct contrast to the time, 20 years ago, of my moving to the largest park/forest preserve (larger than the state of Vermont) east of the Mississippi River when I thought I had landed in a natural world picture making paradise.
It should be noted that, for most picture makers who visit or live in the Adirondack PARK, it is a natural world picture making paradise. And, they explore that paradise making landscape pictures which can only be described as of the ain't nature grand and glorious variety. Or, to put another way, romanticized sweeping vistas awash in "glorious" light (sunset / sunrise), atmospheric conditions (fog, mist, etc.) or blazing autumn color. Although, to be fair, some picture makers have diverged from the grand and glorious manner of seeing, but they are part of a tiny minority.
I consider myself to be numbered amongst the divergent picture making contingent inasmuch as, after my arrival in the Adirondacks, I had less than zero desire to be one of grand and glorious picture making masses. However, it should be noted that I was not attempting to be a picture making contrarian. Rather, and in fact, I couldn't be one of the grand and glorious masses (even if I wanted to) simply because I don't see the Adirondacks in that manner.
To wit, my eye and sensibilities are pricked by the more intimate and quiet natural world ... a part which lends itself to intimate and quiet inspection and introspection (go to my WORK page and check out my Thicket, Scrub and Tree Tangles or my Urban Autumn Color work as good examples of what I mean). Consequently ....
As I sat on the Rist Camp porch this Thurday past contemplating both my picture making and a gentle falling rain, I decided to pick up one of my "real" cameras and make a few intimate and quiet pictures. I can report that I found the experience of making the pictures and the results I achieved to be most enjoyable and satisfying.
Which leads me to believe that I will most likely ride that train again.