An alternate view of the still life from yesterday. There’s quite a bit of difference in the feeling of this shot with the light at my back compared to yesterday’s backlit version.
Afternoon Still Life
Sort of a retro look treatment on this one.
A couple of ravens out for a stroll along the beach. At least I think they’re ravens rather than crows, hard to tell for sure. If you believe the claim that crows hop while ravens walk then they must be ravens. But there doesn’t seem to be much consensus that that adage is really true.
A popular image from my Opus Corvus exhibit. To me they bring to mind judges in their black robes gathering to hear an important case.
A closeup of a statue of some homesteaders out working their fields. The rugged tension in this guy’s hand seems quite symbolic of the struggle it must have been to make a living on the land in the 19th century. It reminded me of a song by Bruce Springsteen that addresses the issue, at least metaphorically (or should I say uses this concept as a metaphor for other struggles):
There was a ride much like this at Joyland, the local amusement park where I grew up. It was one of my favorite rides in the park. Now I have no interest in getting on such a thing. I like to think it’s because I’m older and wiser, but it’s probably just plain being old that explains it.