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Showing posts with label River. Show all posts
Showing posts with label River. Show all posts
Monday, December 19, 2016
Five Mile Dam - old Instagram
Cleaning up my photography files not only on my computer but also on all the different social media sites, where I regularly (or more irregularly) post, I stumbled upon this Instagram originally shot in May of 2012, with a Motorola Droid. I couldn't remember, that this was my first picture I also published on Viewbug.
Unfortunately I can't remember what filters I used with my phone - these days I normally published onto Instagram as is, without using the filters. Exceptions may be stuff on the road, sunsets, neon signs to make more "artsy" contribution. The resolution could be better, but for a first generation smart phone this was quite amazing and yes we have come quite some ways since then.
The picture depicts "Five Mile Dam" in Hays County, Texas - between Kyle and San Marcos. I've seen this river from dirt dry, no water at all to raging floods, sweeping parts of houses and even whole cars away. But in general it's a lovely spot to visit, especially in summer, when you can swim behind the dam.
Saturday, September 3, 2016
Lone Fisherman
Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after.
(Henry David Thoreau)
The solitude. The calm. The loneliness. All things we should be striving for and trying to absorb back into our hectic daily life. As Thoreau said, it's not the fish and the fish-fry. It is the time spent. As you. With your surroundings. Your mind wondering while you're wandering on the shores. I guess some people may even call it "go to church."
As a photographer this also means to go out and search. Even if there is no sunshine - you may find something very inspiring.
This shot and other photography of mine are available through Dispatch Press Images for publication.
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