Awareness

We all go through life not noticing much of the world around us.  This makes sense.  We have a limited capacity to process incoming information, or, more simply, we attend to some things at the cost of not attending to other things, many other things.  I suspect that even this blue heron is not aware of much more than what is going on in the water around it.


Although it did seem to notice me.


We all know about this limitation, but it can be surprising how severe it can be.  Imagine that you are watching a video of six people who are tossing two basketballs to one another.  Three of the people have black shirts and three have white shirts.  The white shirts are passing a ball to other white shirts and to black shirts while the black shirts are doing the same.  In other words, everybody is throwing to everybody.  Two balls constantly in motion and six people wandering around also constantly in motion.  Your task is to count how many times the white shirts pass the balls.  This is a somewhat demanding task.  Let’s suppose that when you are finished with the task, you counted the correct number of throws by the white shirts.  That is, you were concentrating pretty closely to the task at hand.  Now, let’s suppose that in the middle of the action, a young woman in a gorilla suit comes in at the right, walks among the players (who are ignoring her), stops in the middle facing you and beats her chest.  She then walks off to the left.  What are the odds that you would have attended closely enough to the ball throwing task to get the right count AND see the gorilla?  It turns out in replication after replication of this experiment, conducted in many different countries, that the odds are about 50:50 that you would have noticed the gorilla.  You can try this yourself by going to this website.  And be sure to watch the second video (The Monkey Business Illusion) and see how well you do in that task.


Our attention is indeed limited so how likely is it you would have seen the dew on the leaf above if you were thinking about what’s for lunch and you weren’t looking down at the ground?  I am not going to admonish anyone for being inattentive – I do a very good job at that myself, just ask my wife.  I am saying that there is an amazingly surprising and beautiful world out there, just waiting to be seen and perhaps photographed and other things such as looking at big shiny bright things or attending to our own thoughts get in the way.


So what do we do if we want to see more of the world?  One approach is to simply stand still and look around.  Give yourself some time, you may not see anything interesting right away.  But give it some time.


I don’t know if this plant above is a weed or a flower.  This brings up another very important point.  As you are looking, don’t try to name or classify what you see.  Get out of the ‘gardener’s way of seeing’ (e.g. this is a flower, that is a weed, this is good, that is bad) and into a way of seeing without words and without judgement about what is good and what is bad..  Don’t look for flowers, you may miss an interesting weed.  Look for interesting shapes, textures, colors. There is no doubt this is difficult, it runs counter to what we do all the time.


These leaves have texture and in a labeling way of seeing may be classified as junk, something to be gotten rid of.  You can bet that a groundskeeper will be raking them up as well as the fallen blossoms below.  These blossoms were found this way, they weren’t arranged.  And very little was required in Photoshop to make them presentable.


It can be rewarding to go out and simply look.  If that doesn’t turn up much, you might look for geometric shapes – circles, squares, triangles, etc.

But the aim is to work at looking at something without naming or judging, to see it not as it’s name, description or value but just for what it is.  I can’t say that I can do that well, but I’m working at it.

Paying attention

I suppose that someone walking through the woods on a beautiful day in the winter talking on a cell phone is staying in touch after a fashion.  They just aren’t in touch with what is around them.

Thomas Jefferson had something to say about this:

” A strong body makes the mind strong. As to the species of exercise, I advise the gun. While this gives a moderate exercise to the body, it gives boldness, enterprize, and independance to the mind. Games played with the ball and others of that nature, are too violent for the body and stamp no character on the mind. Let your gun therefore be the constant companion of your walks. Never think of taking a book with you.  The object of walking is to relax the mind.  You should therefore not permit yourself even to  think while you walk; but divert yourself by the objects surrounding you.  Walking is the best possible exercise.”

Nowadays, Mr. Jefferson wouldn’t have to take a gun with him, he could take a camera.  You can shoot with either device.  I have an idea he would have been an avid photographer.


The world around us goes on its merry way whether we pay attention to it or not.  And it’s beautiful whether we pay attention to it or not.


I had shot the same scene (below) the day before but it was overcast then and there were no shadows.


I couldn’t think of a good reason to go swimming, so I didn’t.  To use Jefferson’s words that would likely have been “too violent for the body” although it would probably have stamped “character on the mind”.


Watching the water from the bank was enough of an experience and one I’m likely to repeat.

A special day: Afternoon

When I got back from shooting yesterday morning there was a message waiting saying my friend Sally was ready to go shoot.  Was I ready?  Yes.  We went over to Fort Harrison State Park.  A World War II re-enactment was going on so we chose a different part of the park.


We walked up along Fall Creek and, as was the case in the morning, there were lots of opportunities.





I wonder what today will bring?

Looking for the light

Composition in photography requires a compelling subject shown in ‘good’ light.  Good light for one subject might not be the same as good light for another.  But in any event the light is hugely important and photographers work at finding the right combinations of light and subject.  Some photographers would even argue that the light is the subject.

Sometimes the light comes from the side.


And sometimes from the back.


Obviously it can come from the front as well.  Yesterday I stumbled onto a different kind of light, at least different from that I am accustomed to using.  I was walking along Fall Creek (that walk is where all these images came from) and I walked under the bridge supporting I465 to get to some small waterfalls I like.  There are drains in the bridge to prevent puddles of water from building up and there is a course of rock under the bridge to catch the dripping water and carry it to Fall Creek.  The bridge here is more than eleven lanes wide so the area under it is something like a wide tunnel.  It is quite shaded under there and as I was crossing the course of rocks, I noticed some leaves down among them.  Since I had my tripod I could work in the dim light and I was curious to see what images of leaves against rocks would look like.  I was impressed.


The exposures on these shots range from a half second to a second in duration.  The light is mostly diffuse but somewhat directional and I spent a few minutes shooting.


This next one is an HDR shot (a sandwich of three shots – overexposed, underexposed and metered shot) which allows a wider range of exposures to be compressed into a range that can be shown on a screen.


I’m impressed and I will be going back there.

Hopes for a misty morning

The mist closed in as I was on my way over to see my mother this morning and I had great hopes for some shots in the mist.  But I didn’t have my camera with me right then.  After seeing Mom and doing several small chores I collected the camera, lenses and tripod and got over to Fall Creek.  The mist was largely gone but there was enough for an accent.


Colors in overcast weather are nicely saturated and have their own kind of appeal.

For the last few days I have been visiting an area of the creek where it drops through small riffles and falls.  The beauty of having a long lens (400 mm, a strong telephoto) is that one doesn’t have to wear waders and get into the water to get close ups.


These little falls are gorgeous.  Slowing down the exposure a little stretches out the flow a bit without losing some of the detail.   With the water bouncing around as it does, three shots in a row will produce appreciably different photographs. Best to work with a tripod and keep snapping.

I like the contrast of the smoothly flowing and chaotic water one next to the other.

This one is my favorite:

There were areas of calm water as well.

There is a feeling of being removed from civilization here except that the bridge for I465 is 100 feet away.  This shot was taken upstream from under the bridge:

There is a little mist there.  More mist on the way home:


Luck favors the prepared.  Maybe next time we have a good mist I’ll be ready for it.

Poetry in motion

Herb Blitzer, a friend from our camera club, and I went down to Fall Creek this morning.  Herb had earlier scouted one area while I had shot in another so we went to both.

On bringing the images home and putting them up for inspection, I was struck by how in different ways they seemed poetic.  Poetic in in a very broad sense.  They all evoke sensual and emotional reactions although in each case the experience is a bit different.  Here are two images that define the range:


I’m not going to write about what those emotions and sensual experiences might be, they will be very subjective and will vary from one viewer to another.


I guess the best I can do is show them to you and ask if you see poetry in them.  If you do, fine; if you don’t but enjoy them that’s good too.




And in the hush we joined to make
We heard, we knew we heard the brook.

A note as from a single place,
A slender tinkling fall that made
Now drops that floated on the pool
Like pearls, and now a silver blade.

From ‘Going for Water’ by Robert Frost

At Fall Creek

I went back to Fall Creek today intending to shoot more leaves in the water.  That had worked nicely the other day but today, unlike then, there was virtually no wind.  Hence few leaves falling in the water.  But there were some.  I especially like the way surface tension shows up.  That can be a design element for photographers.

If there weren’t many leaves there were logs in the water and this was interesting too.

I liked the symmetry here.


There was a lot of color but I thought it distracted from form.  Jay Maisel, an outstanding photographer, repeating what he had been told, once said that color is the enemy of form.  I can see what he means.


A few leaves did show up eventually.  I’ll go back tomorrow.