Many things in this world pass, but the Earth will continue to move on. As I waited patiently by the river for the thick fog to move away from the viridescent hills, I watched and listened to a creaking boat that was anchored, spinning in circles. Just as the fog had cleared, the boat was facing the shore and as I snapped a shot, seven birds flew in to be
included in this photograph.
The way the world works by bringing the elements of wind, water, and season together is breathtaking. The deep blue water spinning the boat around, the air pushing the fog, and the seasons moving the birds through migration, all of these elements work and come together to form this admirable shot.
Although wind can not be seen physically, we can still feel the cool and crisp sensation that allows us to know that it’s there. This is a similar phenomenon when describing love; an emotion that is within us all, yet its physical essence can not be seen
As I walked into this cave, I had a sudden urge to look up which then revealed to me the sun shining into the cave, revealing these rocks’ surplus and bright colors. The rocks took the formation of my inner assumption regarding the shape of wind. It was portraying a frozen yet swirling presence, all the while revealing a heart to show that although we can not see all things, these forces of nature and emotional feelings are still alive and within us all.
After a long wait, I was ecstatic to go into the Canyon and explore what it had to offer. When I walked into it, it felt like I walked through a portal and stepped into a new world. The shapes my eyes had ever seen or imagined appeared in front of me with different colors and textures. As the sun shifted throughout the day, different hidden shapes could be seen and different colors were intensified whether it be this canyon’s reds, yellows, oranges, pinks, or purples, the colors were extraordinary. One of the tour guides had told me that it takes an imagination and an open mind to explore this canyon because it speaks to people and reveals itself as long as you listen. I was intrigued and as I looked at the canyon with this new perspective, a hidden bear formed in front of me, molded between the canyons rocks.
As I had driven eleven days to capture a classic shot of the snow in the winter it felt as if I entered an enchanted forest. The wind was chilly, the ground felt soft, and the temperature was low, but my determination was unrelenting.
It was tranquil scenery that was surrounded by nothing but nature. No roads nearby, no city action, just the sound of the wind making the leaves bristle causing the gentle and light snowfall to sway to the ground
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