Wednesday, April 24, 2013

An Exhibition

On Sanibel Island, at the Sanibel Steakhouse

I'm proud to announce my exhibition of thirteen black and white photographs in the Sanibel Steakhouse on Periwinkle Way, Sanibel.   Most of the scenes were photographed on Sanibel and several depict the Sanibel Lighthouse.   The presentations range in size from 16" x 20" to 30" x 40".

We are looking to update our art in the restaurant with black and white local photographs,” She wrote. “Would you be interested in this sort of thing?  I think that your local scenes would really appeal to our clientele.”  That's how it started.  It's been a lot of work and a little bit exciting.  In recent days I've come to appreciate the work of curators.

I hope everybody will dash on over and enjoy art with your steak dinner.

© 2013 Buck Ward                        The Photographist                       

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Underneath Another Bridge

The previous blog post put me in mind of thisI was under this bridge not because I wanted to photograph it's underneath, but because it afforded a good location from which to shoot a sunrise. (You can see that the angle of the light is nearly horizontal.) There were pelicans and other birds coming and going, stopping on the supports and then flying on, so I did photograph it's underneath, hoping the pelicans would give some interest or variety to the repeating patterns. Those photographs were unsatisfactory, so the next time I was there, a week or two later, I made a point of photographing the underneath of the bridge. This time there were no pelicans or egrets or any other type of bird. Nothing remarkable about this picture, but these numbers had mysteriously appeared.  

Just one of those odd little things that once photographed, the picture stays in the mind.  If I hadn't made this photo, I'm sure I wouldn't remember those numbers being there.

© 2013 Buck Ward                  The Photographist             

Friday, April 12, 2013

A Bridge Too Far

It wasn't foggy, but just kinda hazy.   As I came up on the causeway, I could see the bridge at the far end, a couple of miles away. It seemed almost to glow in the morning sun, in the haze. I didn't expect it to keep this hazy, glowy effect as I drove, as I drew nearer.  But sure enough, it did. I followed the turnaround lane that took me under the bridge and stopped the car. It looked good. I drove on and parked on the causeway and walked back under the bridge. This is what I saw.  It's almost churchy, isn't it?

© 2013 Buck Ward                  The Photographist