I am looking forward to 2008 and the new adventures that my Magic Man and I will set out to discover. I look at this Christmas Holiday, our 4rth, and I know how blessed we are. Life might not be easy, but I look around and see how others struggle. Life is warm in our home full of plants and life. Warmth of home and arms that welcome me each day — I cannot ask for more. But you know some days I get caught up in wanting my arm healed, or my business back. It is Mike that helps me heal and remember to be grateful for this life–the one I am living today–not the one I had before my car accident.
As I struggled up the Summit Peak Trail this serious hiker sped past. All his gear all very top of the line. I quickly grabbed this shot as he not only looked strong in his pace and gear but he made the shot, or is it he helped frame out the shot. Anyway, I rather like it. I am getting photos ready to order and I think I will get a couple 5×7 and 8x10s of this one as I think they would sell well here in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.
I have been publishing my writing for many years. I even worked as a Managing Editor for a major trucking website and as a journalist snapped many photos of awesome semi tractor-trailers. But today, On Michigan in Pictures, what I consider my first real artistic work was published, a photo that has appeared on my own blog in a smaller version called Mist Woods. The image was captured heading up Summit Peak Trail in the Porcupine Mountains in October. I was using a DXG 5.1 Mega-pixel camera. the photo was slightly optimized in Adobe Photoshop.
Please visit both Michigan in Pictures and Absolute Michigan. The folks at these sites are doing an awesome job of promoting Michigan. Michigan in Pictures is designed to showcase the state of Michigan through visual means.
From photo series, “Images from Camp” this photo was taken during November. I am trying to learn contrast, finding light in dark, and texture. Winter is coming to the Upper Peninsula and the color gray is something I dread. But this gray, this wood, I want to embrace. I feel on a threshold. When opened, I wonder what I will find.