Along The Louisville Waterfront

Along The Louisville Waterfront

Out shooting with David Toczko though still far from his standard of excellence

Blue Ridge Sunset

No, I’m not back on the East Coast yet, though if I were I’d be in Lexington with David Toczko at the Rolex Three Day. It was a highlight of my year in 2012. This particular picture was a backdrop for another type of highlight in 2010, the sort that comes ones way just as they’re falling over the edge of a cliff. The good with the bad you know. It was taken in North Carolina. And like the song says, for a while falling can feel like flying.  It looks much more appealing to me today than it did in the days shortly after it was taken. Still….

I’m throwing it up because for the last couple of years I’ve been shooting craggy western peaks and the sunsets that seem to crash over them on their way to Australia and beyond. The eastern mountains that I grew up with have a more soothing effect. The peaks older and smoother and  covered with evergreens dotted with patches of deciduous trees here and there: Just enough to ensure a colorful display each autumn. The ridges interlock with one another creating corridors that zig and zag and invite you to explore further. They draw you in. This particular sunset was especially hypnotic and on the day it was taken was all but intoxicating. The results were so predictable – to everyone but me.

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I miss these vistas. They can be replicated to a degree by the mountains that surround the northern boundaries for the Los Angeles Basin, the Santa Monica hills to the northwest and the San Gabriels immediately to the north and east. Given just the right amount of haze they take on that blue aura so familiar too habitués of the eastern mid-Atlantic. But sage brush and juniper give the illusion away. They have their own appeal of course and I’d be the first to tell you that it is no less compelling an environment than the one with which I am most familiar. Just not the same.

When you stand on the Blue Ridge and look west you’re gazing at the long-held promise of America. Everything you see for as far as you can see constitutes the portfolio of freedom that has stood at the core of our existence since before we were a nation. What you see is the tangible vision that fueled our drive to explore and discover and claim and capture and hold dear. It was not always a clear vision. Not at all. Our saving grace has been that it prevailed.

When I stand on the mountaintops here in California and look west I see the periphery of the largest ocean on earth. For decades it provided a boundary that protected our endeavors and a sea upon which we could pursue more diversified interests than were available to us otherwise. But to my mind it never ever drove us to achieve the way that Blue Ridge promise did. The ocean has always been something we could take or leave – at least so far as our national identity is concerned. In fact that is not true; in feeling it is spot on.

I wound up where I am now for many of the same reasons that our ancestors did. I am working on gaining a greater understanding of the tagline Mr. Thurber provided for this blog. I’m grateful for the trails my predecessors blazed. They certainly made it easier for me to get here. But it’s left to me to figure out why. And to take in any sunset anywhere for what it’s really worth: the promise, though not the guarantee, of a new day to come.

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Project 365 – Day 37

Ogden. I suppose by now you’ve figured out there are some gaps in my Project 365 photo posts. It seemed simple to adhere to this schedule but I’ve found it more rigorous that I had imagined. So, I’ll get them up in numerical order but there probably  not one every single day.

What you see here is a crypt in the Fairview Cemetery on the outskirts of Bowling Green, KY. I visited there last Veteran’s Day near the end of the long 2011 road trip. I seem to spend a lot of time in cemeteries. Occasionally they make good subjects because of the stories that can be constructed from the stones.

Cemeteries were on my mind today. Their residents are the only ones completely exempt from tax of any sort in this country. But in some parts of the country they have been known to vote. 🙂

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More of the Kentucky Rotunda

One of the first places I had the opportunity to visit week before last in KY was the Capitol Building in Frankfort. We were there because my host, David Toczo, was participating in a photographic art exhibit. He had had two pieces juried in. The display was in the Rotunda. After the remarks and handshakes by and with Jane Beshear, the Commonwealth’s First Lady, we wandered round the building and I managed to capture a few photos. I sent one of these up by iPhone on that day but would like to share a few more that I took with the Canon.

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The first is of the bronze statue of Lincoln that stands in the center of the Rotunda floor. It’s impressive in and of itself but when viewed with the Rotunda interior in the background becomes even more so. Illinois is the state in which Lincoln was raised and which served as his political launching point but as any true Kentuckian call tell you, he was born in Hardin County, KY. Incidentlally, his grandfather had migrated there from Virginia and for that matter Kentucky’s “Commonwealth” status stems from its having been spawned from the western reaches of Virginia.

The Commonwealth’s representatives were not in session on this particular afternoon so I got to stick my head into the Senate Chamber. About the same time a guide/docent came by and wanted to know if I had any questions. I had already counted the seats in the room (actually I counted the computer screens at the desks) so I asked her how many senators there were. Her response, “38”, matched my count. I sensed that she would like a few more questions thrown her way but none came immediately to mind. So we thanked her and moved on. I should have asked her who designed the room and its surrounding building. The answer by the way is Frank Mills Andrews (thank you Wikipedia)

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Andrews’ beaux-arts creation is a major improvement over the Greek style of the Old Capitol Capitol Building across the street.

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First Ever Press Creds

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Thanks to David Toczko and Lone Dakota Photography!

Strange Facts

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