I was touring in Merida, Spain, through Roman ruins. I had an image of columns, brick, and shadow lined up when a young girl in red flashed into my frame. Wow! With just a bit of serendipity I had captured old vs. contemporary, free form vs. ossification, modern meets old. For me, this was just a great moment. I processed this image in Lightroom and took the color out except for red, allowing even more stark contrast.
While visiting the small island of Kökar in the Åland archipelago in Finland, I found this weathered fishing boat. This old boat tells a story of many years ago when herring fishing on Kökar was in its prime. No longer in use, the boat reminds us of the rich history of the island when hardy fishermen led courageous lives on the sea. Photographing the boat in early morning light, I was able to capture the nuances of its story. Since my ancestors originated from here, the boat gave a glimpse into my own history.
As collectors of 19th century American paintings, my wife and I are very familiar with the wonderful twilight paintings of Frederic Church, Albert Bierstadt, Jasper Cropsey, Samuel Colman, and Jervis McEntee. While touring Grand Teton National Park in the fall of 2009 we passed by the overlook to Lava Creek on numerous occasions and stopped to determine the possibility for a good panoramic shot. I took several over the course of a few days but was not satisfied with the lighting conditions.
While in Kenya on business I visited the Nairobi Railway Museum, home to a variety of fantastic and rare trains from the Colonial Era, including the famed Lunatic Express. Yet little effort, if any, was made to preserve these historic treasures as they silently deteriorated in the equatorial heat and humidity. I spotted this one rusting train engine bearing the fallen Masai of Kenya nameplate (painted in Masai red) and thought it summed up the state of the museum quite well.
Being a musician, a visit to the historic Sun Studio was a must-see tour on a recent trip to Memphis, Tennessee. I selected black and white on my Nikon D300 to capture an authentic feel of the 1950s era inside and outside. Upon leaving the building, a 1955 Cadillac pulled up to drop something off. I had just a minute to get set, compose, and snap off a couple of shots. This classic car under an historic landmark reminded me of one of my favorite country songs, “Guitars, Cadillacs.”
While hiking an overlook at Capitol Reef National Park in Utah I came across this wonderful juniper tree as a storm was approaching. The tree’s gracefully gnarled and twisted bark tells a story of survival. The tree’s very existence is the result of surviving the storms that sweep across the ridge helping to form and shape it.
My husband and I have a Texas peach tree in our backyard that in the spring covers itself with pink flowers during a brief two-week period. When this happens we are literally surrounded with all kinds of insects flying all over the place, getting intoxicated on the sweet nectar of the flowers. It is one of those spectacles of nature that we look forward to witnessing every year.
While shooting waterfalls in North Carolina, I noticed the glowing reflection of the morning sun at my back. I quickly changed my position and captured this image. The majority of people in my area were facing a different direction, missing the beauty of the soft morning light on the slow-moving water upstream as it appeared on the opposite side of the stream from the falls. The morning light was impressive and little to no color boost was necessary to deliver this picture.
Professional bull riding is classified as an extreme and dangerous sport in nearly any measure that you care to describe. The bulls are big and dangerous; the riders are small and fragile in comparison. I took this photograph of a bull rider literally moments after being bucked off in front of an indoor arena full of screaming fans. He rode for less than 8 seconds, and consequently his day was done. The bull won.
Follow That Elephant
While on a safari in the Serengeti of Tanzania we were tracking a family of cheetahs when we crossed a dry lakebed with these incredibly large and deepened footprints of an elephant. The asymmetrical pattern that emanated from the portion of a dried piece of driftwood almost looked as though it had been arranged for the shot in the middle of nowhere. Although we never did catch up with that elephant, the recorded scene of what I didn’t see left an indelible impression with me that transcends pretty much many of the animals I did see and document. —Marvin Seiger
I was looking for an access path to the ocean to shoot the sunrise one brutally cold morning in November at Seabrook Beach, New Hampshire. The temperature was so low my eyes were tearing up so I sat down on this bench to unload my gear and blow on my hands.
When the sun came up a calm rushed over me. I got so caught up in the amazing light of the sunrise that I put my camera...
I had passed this long-abandoned, one-room prairie schoolhouse near Elk City, Kansas, hundreds of times over the years and each time I resolved to stop the next time to photograph it. Except for the chimney and tin roof, there had been no apparent effort to preserve the building, which is now on private property. Finally, on a hot, cloudless July morning, after 25 years of procrastination, I...
My commute to and from work took me past this massive tree nearly every day for three years. The tree always commanded my attention, particularly during the winter months when its scraggly, barren limbs were highlighted by the latest snowfall. Though the tree had been dead for many years, it continued to stand as the patriarch of the park. A long-abandoned school remains on the park’s...
This proud and calmly self-assured coyote posed for me on his log throne set amid the tall pine trees in Jasper National Park, Alberta, Canada. And what a beautiful animal he is, showing off his gray, white, and reddish coat and silky white-tipped tail as he gazed intently in my direction. I was pleased to observe that tourists in the area—there are many—respect the animals in the...
I have studied and photographed Chesapeake Bay skipjacks for many years and they always provide wonderful subject matter. This image, taken with a Nikon D100, is the bowsprit of one of these workboats in the harbor at St. Michaels, Maryland. At first glance, this photo looks like a confused mess, but on closer inspection, everything is in its place. The sail is neatly stacked or...