SYMPHONY IN BLUE & GREEN

So often in nature, as in life it's self, it is in the simplest things that we find the greatest beauty. What could be more common than a lily pad? Yet, caught in a moment just so, floating on the cobalt blue surface of a mountain lake the pads become extraordinary. They become the orchestra and the cattail becomes the conductor of a symphony in blue and green. Life would be so boring without an imagination. Imagination and photography make beautiful bed fellows.



 
©Kinsey Barnard
The Liberated Photographer

LAY ME DOWN

An ethereal, white bark birch trunk wavers in the cool dark waters of a lake. This photograph was taken as a vertical landscape. I took the liberty of turning it on it's side. Nature is an incredible abstract artist. We human are merely posers. We really should get over ourselves.




 ©Kinsey Barnard
The Liberated Photogrpaher

IMPRESSIONIST MAGIC

Nowhere does Nature display her artistic talent more beautifully than in reflections. This original art piece is natural, not created impressionism. Well, yes created, by Nature herself.  As the photographer all I do is record her creations. Nature is the artist.

This landscape reflection is of birch trees shimmering on the riffled waters of Eel Lake in Oregon.

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 ©Kinsey Barnard
The Liberated Photographer

GRAND CANYON

When winter arrives in Montana things come to a screeching halt. Spring through fall we scurry around like squirrels gathering our nuts. Yesterday winter storm Cleon passed by and dropped a half foot of snow. Now the temperatures are dropping like a rock. We will be in negative territory very soon. Outdoor activities are not high on my to do list unless it's plowing, shoveling and bringing in the fire wood. I have no choice when it comes to chores.

I don't know what other people do during the long dark Montana winters but I go mining. I dig for images that I might have missed the first time round. It occupies a great deal of time and is quite exciting when I make a discovery. It's also pleasant remembering the shoot. This year my prospecting is going to be kind of sad too. I lost my beloved Lakota Sunrise this year and until his passing he was with me every step of the way. I remember so clearly the two of us standing on the overlook at this canyon. I miss you boy.

As Cleon was doing her thing yesterday, I was warm and toasty toiling away in my image mine. Is Cleon a feminine name? I don't believe I've ever heard the name before.

I think my day's drilling paid off. I discovered the "GRAND CANYON".  This isn't "the" Grand Canyon it is Yellowstone's Grand Canyon. If you haven't seen it, I think this image dramatically captures it's stunning beauty. It may not be "the" Grand Canyon but it's one hell of a beautiful canyon.

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©Kinsey Barnard