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Staff Posted: Jun 08, 2011 Published: May 01, 2011 7 comments
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
Scottsdale, AZ
Barry Tanenbaum Posted: Dec 30, 2014 0 comments

The kinds of commercial images Ann Elliott Cutting is likely to be called on to create for her clients are interpretive, fanciful, or elaborate illustrations of ideas and concepts. Or, in some cases, they’re all of those adjectives combined into one image. In other words, “create” is exactly the right word for what she does.

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: Apr 01, 2008 0 comments

When my husband and I were expecting our first child, we were elated at the thought of "showing her the world." During my pregnancy, I promised myself that we'd not be the type of parents who left our child at home while we went out and experienced life. There is so much in the world to see, and it is our responsibility to make sure she is a part of that.

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: Jun 01, 2007 0 comments

"There's No Place Like Home"
I live at the end of a sandpit that curves off the northeasternmost tip of Bainbridge Island, just off the coast of Seattle, Washington. In January the combination of high tides and low barometric pressure frequently floods out the street at our end of the sandpit.

The tide was particularly high on...

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: Jan 01, 2006 0 comments

While traveling in northern Oregon on a hot summer day in 1987, I came upon an old, mostly abandoned community called Flora. It had very few die-hard residents left. On a neglected section of property, with waist-high grass, I spotted an old abandoned car I wanted to photograph. I decided to stop and ask permission at a shabby house nearby. An elderly lady in a sunhat appeared at...

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: May 01, 2008 0 comments

A few years ago, on a hot summer afternoon, I was roaming the streets of New York City when I came across a lively group of domino players. They had set up a table on the corner of 91st and Amsterdam and were enjoying a game in the shade. Charmed by the scene, I watched from a distance while I built up the courage to ask if I could photograph them. I knew I couldn't let...

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: Nov 01, 2010 0 comments

While I have never been very good at the game, in fact I haven’t played since I was a child, there is a place in the heart of every Canadian for the game of hockey. And while watching the professionals is entertaining, two boys playing one-on-one on a frozen lake brings back memories of the days of outdoor rinks, frozen dugouts and lakes, and simpler times.

This particular...

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: Feb 01, 2004 0 comments

Beauty In Unlikely Places

Where does one find beauty? Sometimes it can be found in the most unlikely places. The Hohman Avenue train station resides trackside in Hammond, Indiana. It is abandoned...

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: Sep 01, 2004 0 comments

I first saw a post card of this park in the city where my wife is from, Ekaterinburg, Russia. When I finally got to visit this park on our vacation in July 2002, it made me feel even more at peace, like I was home again in a place I have never been, but...

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: Sep 01, 2003 0 comments

The Photographer's Travel Guide

I don't believe there are any accidents in life. My friend from Seattle came to visit me several months ago. He wanted to catch up and go take pictures with me. After an uneventful afternoon, we decided to get something...

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: Jul 01, 2003 0 comments

Talking Pictures

Blissful

Enjoying the writing of poetry as well as the craft of photography, I wrote the following poem to accompany this picture of my...

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: Jan 01, 2004 0 comments

On a recent boat trip with friends we were guided to this abandoned fishing village called Butedale. It is located in a remote spot on the inland waterway from Vancouver, British Columbia, to Alaska, and is only accessible via seaplane or boat. This leads me to believe...

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: Dec 01, 2004 0 comments

The Y of the convergence of the Potomac and Shenandoah Rivers separates Maryland, Virginia, and West Virginia. On the West Virginia side is the historic town of Harpers Ferry where the abolitionist John Brown raided the US Armory in 1859. Across the Potomac on the Maryland side is the Chesapeake & Ohio Canal (built in 1850) and its towpath. Late on a fall day two friends and I...

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Staff Posted: Jun 01, 2009 0 comments

We took this photo through our rental car windshield as the fog was lifting and the smoke from a forest fire lay heavy above the road early in the morning on Highway 120 as we entered Yosemite National Park. The combination of the filtered sunlight and sky resulted in a surrealistic road picture. We find it fun to capture the “mood” of the road. This image was made using our Sony...

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Shutterbug Staff Posted: Apr 01, 2007 0 comments

In the fall of 2001, I went to Florence, Italy, to study Fine Arts. With my first camera, the Nikon N60, in hand I went out to explore the city that would be my home for the next six months. I soon noticed that the city of Florence had a million stories just waiting to be told. Listening to the sounds of the motor scooters buzzing around the streets and the infectious giggles from...

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