Osaka, the Mirror in the Window

Upon arrival in Osaka, on my way to elsewhere, I ran into this window with a mirror. I took this image with my iPhone.

The Edge of the Clearing

While in the forest I am using both my main camera, for colour, and my iPhone for monochrome images. I enjoy seeing the images in B&W as I take them. There is such chaos in the images, and the monochrome calms them down,

Control Shed at Peter's Dam

This is the control shed for the dam, formerly a source of water for farmers and fruit tree orchards in Orange County. Now part of a wildlife sanctuary. After flying down from the western forests in British Columbia the brightness makes it difficult to even see.

Apartment Building, Vancouver, BC

The many patterns decorating this building seem to clash. Still, there is some odd unity. They seem to come together as if cut and pasted into a collage.

The Garden Hose

Today was over 115 degrees F, at times up to 121. It was so bright I had difficulty seeing what was in front of me. Still, in the garden, there were quiet, cooler green spaces where a breeze and some shade made a difference. These gardens present as natural dioramas, carefully planted to signal random growth and development….but there is nothing natural about them. You still feel the hidden hand behind the scene. And occasionally, when a water pipe, hose, or small sign enters the Fram you realize things are not as they appear.

Shiratani Unsuikyo Ravine

Winter in Burn's Bog

The bog, when frozen, opens up. Its interior becomes visible, its skeletal system, clear. Water that normally runs for one day and disappears the next freezes, yet the movement of the water is traced in its odd shapes and layers of frozen surfaces. Some plants are frozen inside the ice, like bugs in amber. Their colour remains bright and life like. Most of it will thaw and just go on with what it was doing before the sudden freeze. Birds fill the lower branches of the bushes and brambles, searching for seeds. They call back and forth. I don’t know if they are sharing what they found or warning others to stay away. The low winter sun casts shadows which in the spring are never disappear. It reminds you that we are moving, not the sun. We’ve got it all wrong.