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Category: Modes
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Gozo explore
Mid-day Mediterranean sun bathing hardscape in a prevailing butter hue, to almost flat effect, with off-setting mix of seaweed, eggplant and cobalt details.
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Rocky plateau scramble
Late afternoon, early Spring light filtering through timber across a small meadow, glancing off horizontal planes of growth, bringing a speckled fairy-like glow to the tension between the current upheaval of rebirth, and the previous season’s still decaying overburden. Another day and an exposed block of moss encrusted basalt awaits its moment in the sun…
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Roadside ice soliloquies
Early morning soft light yielding almost monochrome uniformity of color, combined with organic, both curving and linear, intersecting compositional lines in ice. An overnight freeze works spiraling and crystalline compositions in adjacent puddles among broken asphalt.
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Brackish tidewater and sand
Oblique angles with undulating organic sand wave grain, amid retreating liquid sky flows, punctuated with porcelain shell foreground.
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Between dunes and headlands
Sand and wind combine in mid-day overcast light to form a velvety textured collection of abstract shapes for the imagination, surrounding a solitary chalk-like porous stone.
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Agate Beach overlook
Mid-morning full sun top-down longer focal length lens makes for compressed landscape features and wildlife.
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Nightfall under overpass
Nightfall under an overpass, creek flow rushes over rocks in blurring blues, steel gray, carbon black, and moss. Low light, and rushing water bring a painterly effect in nocturnal hues.
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Stonework snow study
Mid-morning filtered light and canted angle composition accentuating thawing woven snow line and stonework geometry. A semicolon forms out of a combination of random winter snowfall and leaf, centered in a single rectangular instance of a keyboard-like stonework pattern.
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She is just away
The summer of 1971, at the age of nine, I had an up-close and personal introduction to the meaning of loss. My sister Phillis and I lived with our Mom, Beverly Jean Wiemann-Wulf in a rented house on Harrison Street in Exira, Iowa. My mom worked two jobs nights as a waitress, one at The…