
Rio Grande Overlook, Big Bend Country. Shot with a Sony α900 and a Sony SAL 20mm lens. Image exposed at ISO 100 at f14 for 8 seconds.
Hi everyone and welcome to today’s post. Today I was officially labeled as out of control regarding my photography. I think the word obsessive was used a few times. This moniker was given to me by none other than my wife with a few here here’s thrown in from my daughter. Ok, I freely admit this. If I am not shooting, I am processing. If not processing than I am shooting with the iPhone, or tinkering, or reading blogs, or cleaning cameras, you get the idea I think. What to do? I did not say much having been stung to the core by such honesty. I did not promise to do better because I do not think that is a possibility. I do think about photography quite a bit but I have never thought of myself as obsessive-passionate yes, but never obsessive. The iPhone has caused some of this. Or, in the true spirit of excepting responsibility for my actions, I have allowed the “thing” to consume me. But fun is fun, I think, and photography, in all its aspects, is fun. It combines many things that I like; travel, art, technical knowhow, the great outdoors, planning, friendship, equipment, experimentation, and the list can go on. Passion is to be pursued. I am passionate about photography and I pursue it with an all consuming energy. There is so much to do, so much still to learn. It is something that pulses through me , a yearning, a longing, a desire. If I come off as neglectful to the ones I love then I am sorry and I will try to be more attentive. I promise. I did say above that it may not be possible, but I will try. But I am not sorry, nor will I ever be about my passion for making images. I only have one life and as I get older I am finding it needs to be lived fully and in the pursuit of ones passion, whatever that may be.
So what does all this diatribe and self-aware angst have to do with the image above? Nothing perhaps. Or maybe everything. The image was made in the pursuit of my passion. It was made in a beautiful place, on an outcrop of rocks, and amongst good friends. In my mind it does not get much better than that. It was the last day of the Big Bend workshop and this grand landscape could not have been more appropriate as our final shoot. From this lofty perch the Rio Grande flowed into the the dying of the day. As we shot we felt the power of this place and the special bond of friendship forged in pursuit of the same passions. And though we would all be parting company soon the river bound us together and we flowed along its curves into the sunset. My grandmother once said that in life you need someone to love, something to do, and something to look forward to. My friends, that is passion. Be consumed.
Thank you as always for stopping by to visit.
Hozógo nasádo (Navajo): Walk in Beauty
Bob












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