Discomfort is inevitable. It is the uncomfortable space challenging us to grow. Creativity is an outlet to work through the upheaval of uncertainty. It brings our insecurities and fears out into the world and transforms them into something beautiful. It sparks a thought, a conversation, a love. It creates the new to conquer the old.
Sunsets ignite remembrance. Firing up passion and energy in our mind, body, and soul. It is the multicolored power force of last light. Bouncing rays of light dancing proud in clouds and prisms. We feel this energy. We feed from this energy. In so doing we remember.
Rainbow colored pastel sunsets casting hues on cotton candy clouds is a vision of beauty and diversification. Unfortunately our society has yet to embrace the panoply of wholeness which will spring forth from a freer, more open society. A society healed of its racial past, and ready and willing to embrace the beauty and benefits of all her citizens. Our BIPOC brothers and sisters need our support, and I am here to listen, and to help as best I can.
Nature is love. Love is nature. At blue hour the dance of night and day intwine in splendor to show the whole world how passion yearns. A photograph captures this dance, this light play, this teachable moment, and allows us to share in its glory long after the moment itself.
Manahawkin, NJ based landscape photographer Greg Molyneux shares a wide angle landscape photograph of the beloved Cedar Run Dock Road salt marsh at sunset. It’s a photo he’s made dozens of times before, but here he reflects on what a return to the marsh out of exile from COVID-19 isolation means to his psyche.
Evenfall of Christmas Eve 2019 came with a flourish over southern Ocean County, New Jersey. Deep blues shot through with red, yellow, and orange, glowed elegant over the Cedar Run Dock Road salt marsh. A welcome sight to many in anticipation of the joy and love that overfills holiday hearts. I wish continued blessings to those whose cups are full, yet I will not miss the chance to recognize, love, and honor those whom struggle with loss and loneliness during this time. I see you.
One common mistake I observe when making sunset photographers is other people leaving the scene too early. More often than not the best color, intense drama and sunset magic happens after the sun goes down. So when you are out there shooting sunset make sure you wait for it!
Winter is disruptive to time, or at least our perception to it. Short days and long nights wreak havoc on our internal clocks sending us reeling to adjust. At times late afternoon feels like the middle of the night and the middle of the night feels like prime time. Despite the disruption, long nights give us much to enjoy—superlative sunsets not least among them.
Find yourself an oxbow lake feature set inside a salt marsh. Set your sights and your gear upon its bank. Pair this with a pastel powered sunset and watch the magic glow, casting light upon the light and reflecting all in its water.
When the sky fire comes where will you be? Home, work, or set affront the TV? Always look to the sky at sunset should nature bestow its gift of fire, alighting the sunset sky in smoldering tones. Here the photographer earns her keep, and the nature lover observes perfection. We should all be so lucky.