What was is again

Much of this part of Wisconsin has been farmed in one way or another.  Only the wetlands have generally escaped being plowed and cultivated.  Doesn’t mean there isn’t plenty of trees and parkland around.  As farming became more concentrated the small plots were left alone or acquired by towns.  Over time these have become places where the landscape of the Upper Midwest starts re-emerging.

As such, wander around the woods enough and you’ll spot signs the woods are a recent return to nature.  Old foundations, lingering roads, straight lines of trees or shrubbery all indicate people had a hand transforming the area in some way.  Sometimes you don’t even need an imagination – the signs are obvious.

Farm implements left in the woods – out of place and yet the right place to put equipment that once had its day on this ground but is now surrounded by returning natives.

Portraying more

Sticking to the card theme.  Here are a couple more I’ve put together.

Landscape photographers debate whether their images are intended to tell a story or simply document a scene.  I’ve seen compelling work in both genres but feel my bias is to the latter.  Maybe it comes from growing up with National Geographic magazines where photographers worked hard to simply show what’s out there to an audience that wasn’t able to travel to distant and exotic lands.

Initial my interest was to capture in my images the iconic scenes at places I was able to visit.  I think it was a comparison thing – could I make an image as good as the one that drew me to the location in the first place.  I still do that a bit but now I’m also trying to find my own perspective, a look at the scene that I find interesting.  Not as extreme as some photographers who go to great and crazy lengths to make images literally where no man has gone before, but rather a view of a scene that is not the iconic.  One that shows a sense of the place different that the postcard version (yes, ironic to turn them into cards, I know).

The Half Dome scene in Yosemite is from the valley floor; usually Half Dome is portrayed from Glacier Point high on the wall near it.  I chose this location because it shows how immense the feature is above the ground and adds a peaceful sense to the foreground compared to the wild nature of the granite wall.

The scene in the Gorge is just a typical fall color profusion.  I wanted to show the horizontal bands of color with the white trunks cutting through to reach upward.  The nice thing about fall colors is I could have stood right on this site a week before and a week after and gotten three different images.  A good example of an iconic image but not an iconic location in time or space.

Winter shape

The park nearby is around an old limestone quarry.  The pit is a lake now, available for swimming, canoes and scuba diving.  Artifacts from the days when the mining company was in full swing are still in the park to connect the past and present.  With the right light they give a nice contrast between manufactured and nature.


This is all that remains of a rock crusher situated next to the pit.  Limestone from this area was used as structural elements in buildings but most of it was crushed to become aggregate for roads and such.  Late light falling on the crusher enabled me to show the texture of the worn metal and dimensionality of its shape.  The bullet nose contrasts nicely with the chaotic tree-line on the lake’s far shore.


This small wetland bisects through the park, giving the passing waterfowl a choice between open water and hiding in the tall grass.  The shape here that looks like a mowed path is where the small stream meanders through the park.  I liked how the sun was falling on the duck nest on the right, looking across the open grass to the tree spreading various limbs over the marsh.  Again, the ordered structure of the nesting box contrasts against the fractal nature of the tree limbs as they branch smaller and smaller, ending in a fuzzy edge against the sky.

Sometimes abstract just makes sense


I forget sometimes not all photographs have to be of “something” in order to be interesting.  Shapes alone can intrigue the viewer, revealing positive as well as negative space.  The unusual begs a longer glance, a lingering view to bring context and realization.  Repeating patterns, small and large, offer a sense of rhythm, implying an underlying order and meaning.  Do we look to understand or simply to wonder?

Wintery weather

There are more cloudy days in a year around here than sunny, making photography interesting if you’re into bright colors and blue skies.  So you take what you get.  And in winter that means shapes, forms, composition and tones.

Dark and light make up the winter world.  Nature provides the edges, defining one part of the world from another.  And the edges change.  You can go back to the same place every day and find something new.

Water’s relationship to winter is always fascinating.  Moving it creates surfaces and borders that wax and wane as solid fights liquid for supremacy, always with temperature as an ally for one or the other.  The flowing stream supplies a source of freezing material at the shore, gradually building up a new edge that is then eroded away by the moving water.  Today a solid sheet stretching from the ground over the creek, tomorrow a sinuous knife edge being sharpened each moment by its liquid parent.


The frozen lake, until recently a source of nourishment for the trees on the edge, now a surface holding back its liquid from the bare branches.  The white frame of the sky and ice surrounding the tendrils of limbs waiting for the thaw.