Monday, November 28, 2011
Some new images from my recent western adventure. I love to travel the back roads and stop and photograph whenever something catches my eye. Here are some of the results. Remember to click your mouse on the image to make it larger. I will have these on my website (http/www.stevepetersenphotography.com) soon, in the Americana Gallery Fine Art Gallery.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
The Treasures of Cedar Mesa
After a light breakfast I set out to see what the canyon behind my camp had to offer up to the photography gods. A short hike brought me to the first of many Puebloan Indian ruins. Two of these were very photogenic and I was able to make several good images. After getting what I thought I would need with my camera, I took a few moments to admire the canyon. Totally alone, and sitting where the Ancient Ones once sat over a thousand years ago, was a very calming and satisfying experience. I knew that this was not just a photographic opportunity, but something much deeper.
On the way back to camp I was feeling very satisfied with my mornings work when I looked down just in time to sidestep a large rattlesnake warming itself on the 'slickrock'. Yeow, that was a close call and brought me back to the reality that I was, in fact, in a wild place and further reminded me that I had seen several fresh mountain lion prints on the canyon floor on the way in. 'Nothing like the 'hint of danger' to put a fresh edge on the senses. Life was very good on Cedar Mesa!
After a light breakfast I set out to see what the canyon behind my camp had to offer up to the photography gods. A short hike brought me to the first of many Puebloan Indian ruins. Two of these were very photogenic and I was able to make several good images. After getting what I thought I would need with my camera, I took a few moments to admire the canyon. Totally alone, and sitting where the Ancient Ones once sat over a thousand years ago, was a very calming and satisfying experience. I knew that this was not just a photographic opportunity, but something much deeper.
On the way back to camp I was feeling very satisfied with my mornings work when I looked down just in time to sidestep a large rattlesnake warming itself on the 'slickrock'. Yeow, that was a close call and brought me back to the reality that I was, in fact, in a wild place and further reminded me that I had seen several fresh mountain lion prints on the canyon floor on the way in. 'Nothing like the 'hint of danger' to put a fresh edge on the senses. Life was very good on Cedar Mesa!
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Western Adventure 2011
I'm finally home after over 10,000 miles of driving from SW Florida to the Olympic Peninsula and then to West Virginia and back. I will post some images soon.
'Midnight at the Oaisis', well not exactly. The image below is of one of my Cedar Mesa camps. It's about 8:00 PM and I am getting ready to light a campfire and make dinner. As you can see it was a beautiful full moon evening on the mesa.
Cedar Mesa is a very special place. It was home to some of the Puebloan ancestors, or Anastazi as they preferred to be called, over 1,000 years ago. Anastazi means, ancient ones. Their modern descendants are the Pueblo, Zuni and Hopi.
As I sat by the fire that evening I thought about the 'ancient ones', and whether they had slept in this very spot, centuries before Columbus discovered the 'New World', their world. It would be several more centuries before the first europeans actually set foot on Cedar Mesa. Tomorrow I would make my own exploration of the wash and canyon behind my camp where I would find many treasures.
'Midnight at the Oaisis', well not exactly. The image below is of one of my Cedar Mesa camps. It's about 8:00 PM and I am getting ready to light a campfire and make dinner. As you can see it was a beautiful full moon evening on the mesa.
Cedar Mesa is a very special place. It was home to some of the Puebloan ancestors, or Anastazi as they preferred to be called, over 1,000 years ago. Anastazi means, ancient ones. Their modern descendants are the Pueblo, Zuni and Hopi.
As I sat by the fire that evening I thought about the 'ancient ones', and whether they had slept in this very spot, centuries before Columbus discovered the 'New World', their world. It would be several more centuries before the first europeans actually set foot on Cedar Mesa. Tomorrow I would make my own exploration of the wash and canyon behind my camp where I would find many treasures.
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