As humans we invest significant time and thought in self discovery. In so doing we present ourselves to the world as what we think the world thinks we are. It’s a trap. This dissonance stunts self discovery and leaves us mired in an inescapable loop.
Welcome to my sunset photography archive
Here's my complete archive of sunset photography. Most photographs are here made in southern Ocean County, New Jersey. Let us share the beauty of New Jersey's coastline, salt marsh, and Pinelands forest. Some of my favorite sunsets include Ruinous Splendor, We Face the Path of Time, and Still the Sirens Call. Now get out there and chase some light!
I’ve demonstrated some modicum of skill with photography, flat horizon sunset photography in particular. And yet it is not enough. It’s no longer getting it done for me. It all feels like a wash, rinse, repeat exercise in both futility and repetition. Like eating the same dry piece of toast each morning with the same familiar disdain of a routine unwanted.
Leave it to a sunset to bring pause to a racing mind. A pause long enough to strike the muse and leave the photographer trying about lines of poetry. The result may not be great, but the effort is always worthwhile.
Sometimes what we need is a little push out the door. A small dose of unexpected encouragement to get us off the couch, literally. Jon Carr provided said encouragement when he reached out to let me know 4 September’s sunset meant business. Thanks to my friend I got out and got this shot.
I debated posting this photograph I made back on 25 August. It’s a an angle I have exploited on numerous occasions. And even though no two sunsets are the same, even I am growing worn thin by my lack of originality. (This coming from a notorious creature of habit.)
There is magic in a sunset. There is healing, comfort, and ease. There is awe in a sunset. There is the unexpected in the familiar. No matter how many times you see it, it is always unique. The sunset is the sunshine in the dark.
Life is full of happy accidents. We must take them as they come, for they are cherished boons. The lesson—missing out on a thing does not mean we lose a thing. Instead it gifts opportunity to see a thing in a different, more diffuse and loving light. We work with what we’ve got, and that is where we create the real magic to capture our forever.
Reflective mirrored photography dazzles the imagination. Our own Mirror of Erised. Cedar Run’s watery mirror has me thinking on my own life. It also affords an opportunity to share some quick reflections about myself with you.
Sunset at the salt marsh delivered big time in summer 2020; and that’s with me missing several great sunsets and thunderstorms. Sunsets come in bunches and summer 2020 stands testament. Sure, winter may still hold the title, but summer means business, too.
Subtle yet profound moments on the salt marsh deliver big healing. Where the wind takes a breath and the still waters turn to unbroken mirrored reflections. When the pastels glow peace between pilings you know your time is come.