Awesome Earth People
Big Cities and Little 'uns
I woke up with a dead rabbit beside me.
I know this isn't the sort of thing one wants to hear when looking at this timeless and Hawking-esque beauty, but it is the strange truth.
I arrived at sunset at this remote and beautiful church in the middle of the south island of New Zealand. There were quite a few people milling about, taking countless mobile-phone photos of themselves holding the church in their little fingers or using selfie-sticks. I think they are just perhaps making a visual diary, or trying to create a story of themselves, which is fine and okay.
My plan was to stay late and sleep outside. I had my sleeping bag and my friend Stu was there (who had his own sleeping bag, I should add). We set up our bags by the church, had a few glasses of wine, put on some music, and talked about nonsensical things and laughed into the night. Around 3 AM, my alarm went off, so I slipped out of my bag to capture this scene. The next morning the supine rabbit appeared between Stu and me. We were bewildered and laughing.
Tekapo, New Zealand
This is a mysterious place!
This magical place is deep in Death Valley and virtually inaccessible. These massive rocks move across the desert pan, carving trails of time behind them. Countless theories exist about what causes this phenomenon. I stayed here all night, and this was taken just after midnight as the moon rose to make new shadows. I thought the moon might give some clues, but it did not. I lay on the hard pavement near the rock to see if I could sense movement. After half an hour, not only did I see no movement, but I also felt quite redonkulous.
I was completely nude while taking this photo. That has nothing to do with the photo, but I thought you might like to know.
Yosemite is a wonderful place for photography, and it's one of those places that is filled with an intimidating and rich photographic history. I don't even understand how Ansel Adams did it back in the day; but I have a sense of it, I suppose. So this is un-Yosemite in a way. I aimed away from Yosemite, to all the little mountains that walk up to the great park, and I embraced all the color that I felt flowing inwards.