Archive for March 2012

Bambi   Leave a comment

I often wonder what might have happened to his little male fawn that I photographed back in 2006. My step-son, Carter, came back from his walk in the woods that spring to get his camera as he had found this little fawn back in the woods. I grabbed my HP 945 digital camera and went along with him. It really was my first time in the deeper part of the woods. We were sure mom was watching from the background as we both shot a few photographs, careful not to disturb this little one.

It’s been about six years now and we have hunters in the woods. Last year one of them caught a glimpse of a ten-point buck , but (fortunately) he was not able to get a shot. Could this big buck be the little Bambi I photographed all those years ago? Who knows, but I have always wished him a long life as he wanders the woods.

Posted March 28, 2012 by hwilliam in Photography

Can You Feel The Image?   Leave a comment

“Only in black and white can I see the design and textures. I don’t consider color photography art. Black and white is an interpretation. Color is a duplication.” – Clyde Butcher

I have been doing some online reading about Clyde Butcher over the past few days. One of the articles I read was
“Extreme Exposure: Everglades — Clyde Butcher’s Wilderness Intuition (Video) by Stephen Crandell” (www.huffingtonpost.com/steven-crandell/clyde-butcher_b_810107.html) One of the most interesting things Butcher thoughts I found was this, “Clyde Butcher is one of America’s acclaimed environmental artists. Some people call him the Ansel Adams of the Everglades. But his technique is so largely based on intuition that he describes himself as a “point-and-shoot” photographer.” The article talks about all the awards he has won and then makes this statement, “And all this without composing through the lens on his camera. In fact his quote is, “Put tape over your viewfinder”

“In fact, during a lecture this month at the Annenberg Space for Photography in Los Angeles, Butcher advised aspiring photographers to begin by not looking through the lens. His point is that when it comes to landscape photography, the most important relationship is not between the photographer and the camera, it’s between photographer and nature.”

Wow… The idea of feeling what the subject is telling you, not just the clouds, and the trees and the grass and whatever as objects, but as something that has a story to tell. Something that transcends the camera. It’s something you feel inside. Sort of like the feeling a musician puts into the music. Not just what the composer felt, but adding to it, sometimes subtlety but there.

And so, that is what I am going to try…feeling the woods the next time I’m there. I’ll let you know how it works out.

Posted March 27, 2012 by hwilliam in Photography

My Favorite Martian   Leave a comment

Yesterday Buster and I took our walk through a part of the woods we haven’t been to since last fall. Imagine our surprise as we crested a little rise in the trail to find this fellow walking towards us. Buster ran up and raised his hind leg in a watery salute and after snapping a photograph I asked him who he was and where he was headed.

“I am Uright of the planet Mars. My ship just crashed on your planet and i am in search of a fusion engineer. Do you know of one?” he asked.

I shook my head and answered, “No, I”m afraid I don’t, but I will call a friend of mine when I get back to the house. He may be able to help you. Is there a way to contact you from there?”

“Thank you, kind sir. I will contact you by telepathy in a little while. All you have to do is just think of your answer and I will receive it.”

I waved goodby and Buster and I continued our walk as he continued his. I called my friend, Orville, but he couldn’t help him. I thought, “Uright, I’m sorry I can’t help you. I hope you will find a fusion engineer soon.”

I guess he must have found his way home as I haven’t heard from him today and we didn’t see him in our woods walk. Oh well, just another interesting day in the Acker Woods.

Posted March 22, 2012 by hwilliam in Photography

Clyde Butcher Inspires My Black and White Photography – Tribute   Leave a comment

I consider Clyde Butcher to be the Ansel Adams of today. What Adams did for the American West, Butcher does for the Florida Everglades. I interviewed Clyde back in 2003 when I was writing for a Sarasota, Florida weekly. I found him to be warm and outgoing with a willingness to share his knowledge of photography.

The image above is my tribute to Clyde and a thank you for the inspiration that he gives.

Clyde Butcher was interviewed recently by the Sun Sentinel about his exhibit at the Miramar Cultural Center, 2400 Civic Center Place, Miramar, Florida, (954) 602-4501. The exhibit is a collection of photographs Clyde shot with his 8-by-10 field camera. (a Civil War camera) between 1986 and 2001. The exhibit will be on display through August.

The following quote was taken from the article “Five questions for Clyde Butcher – The nature photographer talks about his new Miramar gallery exhibit)

“Because your images are black and whites, would you say such starkness is symbolic of beauty or something more intense than that?”

“Well, I don’t know of too many major historical events that weren’t snapped in black and white – Vietnam, the Civil Rights Movement. I used to sell color landscapes in the 1960s and ’70s because it was tough to sell black and whites. People wanted color photos to match their shag carpets in the ’70s [laughs]. I don’t think you can truly see an image with full color because you’re too attracted by the color. The black and white gives a oneness to nature. You see it and feel it, and it’s a reference point, and truth be told, it shows up as color in people’s eyes, anyway.”

Amen!

You can learn more about Clyde by visiting his website at http://www.clydebutcher.com

Posted March 20, 2012 by hwilliam in Photography

Weathered Dock – The Magic of Black & White   Leave a comment

Weathered Dock

The look of old wood in black & white always makes me think of “the good old days” when the images of Ansel Adams, Edward Weston, Alfred Stieglitz, Dorothea Lange, Walker Evans and others were in vogue. I remember as a young boy laying on the floor looking through the pages of the latest Life magazine with all of those amazing black & white photographs. Black & White photographs had character. They didn’t rely on color to make them stand out. Not that there is anything wrong with color, but sometimes there is more to a photograph than color. Sometimes the color needs to be stripped away so that you can see the image for what it is. The form, the way the light caresses it, the contrast between light and dark, the feeling.

Yes, there are great color photographs and photographers that shoot in color. But to me, the magic of black & white will remain.

(This image may be purchased by going to http://fineartamerica.com/featured/weathered-dock-h-william-lewis.html?newartwork=true )

Posted March 15, 2012 by hwilliam in Photography

Yesterday Morning’s “WOW”   Leave a comment

As I was walking by the car yesterday morning on my way back to the house with Flan, I noticed this leaf lying on the hood of the car. I was struck by the way it had curled and the way the morning light was reflected from the hood through the upper part of the leaf, bisecting it into two separate tones of color. To me it was one of those magic moments when you are struck by some small little thing that makes you stop and go, “WOW”!

Posted March 15, 2012 by hwilliam in Photography

Once Upon a Time   Leave a comment

Once upon a time I was a bright shiny new car. Once I rolled from the MG factory in England leather seats making the interior smell as only a new car can. Once upon a time I was loaded on a big ocean liner for shipment to the United States. I was so proud, I was going to America!

Once I arrived to America I was trucked to a big new car dealership polished to a high gloss and placed in a beautiful showroom for all the world to see me. One day a young couple came in and fell in love with me and took me to their home where I was their pride and joy for a few years until the baby came.

Now I was too small for the three of them so I was taken back to the dealership and traded away. And that began my downfall. Each time I had a new owner they loved me for awhile and then I was cast off to someone else. No longer was i bright and shiny. No longer could I hold my head up high as I was driven down the highway.

And now I sit abandoned in a yard with other castoffs. No longer does my motor purr with power. No longer does anyone drive me down the highway with their hair blowing in the wind. I have been sent here to die….but, Once upon a time I was something else….Once upon a time.

Posted March 14, 2012 by hwilliam in Photography