Last year I put together a slideshow of some of my favorite photos from 2014. I thought I would continue the tradition again this year. So, for Photo Friday, here is a compilation of some of my favorite photos from the year 2015. Some of them are favorites because I liked the shot from a photographic point-of-view, and others are favorites simply because of the moment and the memory.
A few months ago, Wendy and I acquired a wonderful work of art by our friend Mat Kelly. It’s now hanging in our dining room where I get to appreciate it every day. On our guys weekend at the lake a few weeks ago I went out on a personal photo safari and happened upon this old tree whose roots had been exposed through erosion caused by the constantly fluctuating lake level. In the dead of winter the lake level is very low and it creates some very interesting sights. As soon as I saw this tree and the system of intertwining, gnarled roots I immediately thought of Mat’s artwork.
There is wisdom and fascinating stories in the exposed roots of an old tree.
Last Sunday evening was the first of two audition for a production of a play I wrote called Ham Buns and Potato Salad. As I am not the Director but the writer, I was allowed into auditions but was not responsible for them. So, I took my camera along to record the event. I am always struck by the audition process. Two people on a bare, black stage framed in a blaze red from the grand drape which hangs about the proscenium. It can be intimidating for the actors, and I always applaud every person who has the courage to put themselves up on that stage. How many things do we not experience in life simply because we lack the courage to put ourselves out there, endure the discomfort, risk the failure, and simply have the courage to try.
This past weekend I spent some time down at the lake. I grabbed my camera and went on a little photo safari of the winter landscape. Even though it was cold, the temps reached far enough above freezing to allow the frost on this pine tree to return to liquid form. I loved the way the drops clung to the end of the needles as though they just didn’t want to let go.
The Pella VLs asked me to shoot some family photos of them in the fall colors this weekend. Wendy and Suzanna went along to help corral and entertain the three VL children. It is always a monumental task to get three young children to all look at the camera and smile at the same time. As usual, I shot hundreds of frames and came up with a handful of decent shots.
As I was going through the photos with Wendy and Suzanna last night, we found ourselves howling with laughter at the number of silly faces young Aaron [the middle child – shocking] created in an endless effort of non-conformity. I just had to share a few.
Last week I had a chance to spend an hour or two at the McNay Art Museum while in San Antonio on business. I snapped this shot of a dragonfly resting on a flower in the courtyard fountain. I loved the brilliance of the lavender flower in bright sunlight against the green hues of the lily pads and water.
Over time you begin to see trends in what catches your eye as a photographer. One of the things I’ve come to realize is that I love capturing children in the full motion of play. On Friday night I took photos at Union Street Players‘ Drama Camp presentation and captured this picture of my little buddy Nathan hopping like a bunny with his bunny ears. There was just something about the picture that I instantly fell in love with: his posture, the hint of joy you can catch on his fact even though it’s turned away, and the blur of motion that gives you a sense of the kinetic energy of a child at play.
It suddenly reminded me of another favorite photo that I took it of my daughter Taylor when she was young and I was shooting on 35mm film. I took it as she ran and leapt in the woods. For some reason the image always reminded me of Christopher Robin on those classic Winnie-the-Pooh illustrations. It’s the same hint of joy you catch despite not being able to see her face, the posture of unbridled play and the blur of kinetic energy.