On Aviation and Photography:
"You haven't seen a tree until you've seen its shadow from the sky." -- Amelia Earhart
“You don't take a photograph, you make it.” - - Ansel Adams
UPDATED: September 19, 2010
Hi, My name is Bill and I am updating my homepage to reflect a wonderful event in my life...marriage, September 18, 2010, to my best friend Tara...known to many of you as auntietk here on Renderosity.
We "met" shortly after I joined Renderosity in August 2008. We share a love for photography and indeed all types of art.
We live north of Seattle and enjoy getting to share photographic excursions and information with other Renderositians ( is "Renderositians" even a word? ). LOL
As for me, it seems like I've been taking pictures all my life but I didn't get serious enough to purchase my first Digital Single Lens Reflex (DSLR) camera until May 2008. In May 2009 I upgraded from an Olympus E-510 to an Olympus E-30 with a wide variety of lenses.
My subject areas of interest include absolutely everything but with a frequent return to airplanes, cars, tanks, etc., ...or as Tara says, machines that make lots of noise;-)
If you are curious, I am pictured above in a Grumman Corsair on a taxiway of the Kansas City Downtown Airport. I used to fly and train others to fly airplanes. That will explain my frequent forays into the world of aviation. Last but by no means least, thanks to Pannyhb for introducing me to Renderosity. The moment I saw it I was hooked.
Fine print: Yes, the photo above is a photo manipulation:-)
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Comments (17)
durleybeachbum
Truly amazing!
wysiwig
A wonderful illustration of the passage of time. Makes one feel insignificant.
flavia49
beautiful
goodoleboy
From my home state you captured a terrific geological image of the multimillion year deposits of rock, sandstone, sea shells, or whatever, in this imposing shot of nature at its oldest, Bill.
MrsRatbag
I feel insignificant indeed! What a rich geological history on display here...and beautifully captured too. Thank you for the lesson!
Faemike55
Beautiful and awe-inspiring capture
RodS
Yep - recognized it immediately! This is an amazing place with layer upon layer of geologic history and beautiful colors. A beautiful photo, Bill!
sharky_
Great Photography! Aloha
prutzworks
cool shot and info
T.Rex
Good photo, Bill. It would be very interesting to know what fossils there are in each layer. But has there been any digging here? Keep up the good work! :-)
helanker
These bands always amaze me. Excellent capture :)
kgb224
Superb capture my friend. God bless.
blankfrancine
Marvelous terrain and great info.
jendellas
WOW, in zoom you can see all the different layers & colours, amazing. x
sandra46
great work!
auntietk
I'm glad we got up early and drove out there when the light was good. This is terrific!
anahata.c
The ancient Hindus had an expression: "A blink in the eye of Brahman". Brahman was the all seeing god, and that blink was appr 2 billion universes long. (Gives a whole new meaning to the phrase, "gotta minute?") Well, that's what time looks like in places like this. Another sweeping photo, with wonderful detail; and, even in the areas where the hues are all similar (ie, the topmost peaks), you have differentiation. You do wonders with landscapes like this, capturing lots of layers and details in what is, in some ways, a prohibitive wall of stone. And such soft feeling too, in the mid range, like that were made of silk. The dark diagonal chunk in the right bottom corner is perfect foil to the rest. Splendid shot, Bill. (An old Hindu tale tells of a man who's asked by Vishnu---the god---"please fetch me a pail of water". He gets the water and, on the way back, he falls in love with a woman, marries her, gets rich, raises a family, and becomes respected in his community. One day the river floods the whole area. People are screaming, trying to get away. He grabs his wife, but she drowns. He grabs his children one by one, and all but one drowns. He finally salvages his last child, swims with her into the rushing waters, they struggle grandly against debris and storm, and finally that child gets loose and she drowns. The man finally reaches a peak, falls unconscious, and is out for days. Days later, he awakes, can't imagine all he lost, holds himself responsible for the death of his last daughter, and becomes a monk and lives in the forest thereafter. He never speaks again...Years later, near death, he's napping under a tree, when Vishnu whispers out of the tree: "My son, my son: Where's my water? I've been waiting nearly half an hour..." A blink in the eye of Brahman...)