Over a Decade of Photography, nearly two to be honest.
Places, Spaces, Nature and Travel Photography
We recently added a to our family of fur babies. Matilda is now a big sister, and she isn't so sure about it, but we're adjusting well to sharing.
While we were outside the other day I took a few photos. Perfect fur baby poses.
Matilda - Our Toy Australian Shepherd, she's 5
Hedy - Our Rottie Mix, she'll be 10 weeks old Sunday
Good morning, cold and frosty. Taken at the beginning of November, the crisp cold of the morning seemed to draw the vivid colors out.
As the winter gets colder the light becomes more magical, with the cold air and the freezing temps. Snow and frost add to the magic.
There is something about the solitude in a place like this that makes one feel at peace.
I am at peace today, as I FINALLY have my camera back in my hands, safe and sound. Now to get back to shooting. The fall colors have all gone up here, but cold frost is starting to show in the early morning hours with temps of 18 degrees this morning...winter is coming. Slowly this year.
My oldest brother owns a ranch in south central Wyoming, in the Snake
River Valley. Tucked around the Purple Sage Ranch are many relics of
|Hay Rake (Wyoming)|
Rusted and worn by the weather, years of ranch stories they could tell.
The fields they've seen and work they've done. Small parts of history,
overlooking the hay fields, retired by the onset of the modern
As I'm sure you've noticed, with the last couple of posts to this page, I'm combing the archives. My Camera is still out for repairs, we've now reached the one month mark. Fall is gone, and as I sit here typing this this morning I am gazing out my studio window into a yard dusted with snow. The cold Alaska winter probably isn't far off now.
You may have noticed, things have changed a bit here on the website. The home page has had a little makeover, the Photo Focus is now the main event rather than just a feature. Short stories, poems, descriptions and insight will accompany the photography postings. I have also recently retired my SLMPetersen blog, which is why you'll no longer find a blog link here.
As always, your questions and comments are always welcome, please feel free to Contact Me
Anyone who knows me, knows I have a love affair with abandon and rundown
buildings, cars, barns...I could go on, but I'll leave it at that. I
also have a love affair with black and white photograph. Could there be a more perfect pair?
This Victorian (not so) Beauty once stood a few blocks from where we used to live,
in the heart of an old neighborhood. I would guess that maybe it was a
repo, gone bad, but I don't really know.
|Formerly on the corner of East Henry and 2nd Street (Missouri, 2008)|
Once upon a time it was a grand house, then some slum lord turned it
into apartments and paved the yard. Then a gaping whole was torn in her side, and rocks thrown through her windows. What was once a house filled with warm family memories, left alone and exposed to the elements of a changing world.
There wasn't a happy ending for this old house. She was torn down a couple of years after I took this photo, leaving a bare lot. I would wager a guess that someone
has, or will, develop the now bare lot into something with less character.
It’s vacant now; the school at the corner of Franklin and Orchard streets, but that morning as I stood, on what remained of the playground, the laughter of school days gone by could almost be heard.
|Jefferson School (Missouri, 2008)
The blacktop has faded and the markings for hopscotch have paled with the sun, but the L shaped red brick building stands silent and alone. Of what once was a pair of swing sets, only poles remain, the frame work from which swings once hung. Were the swings removed for safety or stolen by vandals, I do not know, but I can tell you no children play there now.
|Jefferson School (Missouri, 2008)
There is a chain looped though door handles, of a double door, on the south side of the school, locked by padlock. Signs remain telling visitors to STOP, Teachers lounge, go to the main entrance. Many window panes bare the scars of a vandal’s rock thrown. Spray paint mars the walls of the lower level on the north side. Blinds are drawn on classroom windows that once led wandering eyes to the outside world.
This is the fate of a school that once served its students well, but why the vandalism, why did it close and where did all of the children go?
Location: Clinton, MO
(I took these photos summer 2008. In May of 2009 the windows were boarded over.)
Birch Bark & Leaves (©August 2013, Alaska)
The weathered white of the Birch Bark lends the perfect backdrop for the
tiny leaves of the Low-Brush Cranberry.
The macro lens lends itself to
enhancing the fine details of the leaves.
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