Dune & Dust Storm | Here I used the deep red filter to pop the contrast
By this point in the morning, the sweet early light was shifting into the brutal intensity of noon.
The rich colors of dawn were bleached away leaving only a glaring harshness.
We stood in a low area where the dunes shielded the sharp wind that was stirring from the alkali flats.
There were a few solitary mesquite that had not been covered by the shifting sand that stood out as sharp, even defiant counterpoints,
subtlety altering the wind enough to carve small depressions in its wake.
A few remnant shadows clung to the high dunes; soon the sun would melt them away.
There was a harsh clarity to what was here; it was serene,
yet there was evident a quiet power lurking in the mesquite enabling it to persist in these brutal conditions.
Any life here had earned its right to exist.
For the time being the mesquite had more solidity than the slowly shifting dunes that were persistently morphing into new forms and hollows.
This was a sacred place.
I began feeling self-conscious that my footprints
would break the fragile sense of order
that was evident in the mosaic of ripples across the sand.
Respectfully I stood there a long time just soaking it in;
trying to find my place in this scheme of things,
listening for even muffled sounds
and only hearing the silence broken by my breathing. |
Marin Headlands | Color Infrared shot taken near the Point Bonito Lighthouse |
Dune & Hardscrabble | No foliage here! |
Sea Lions and Cliffs | A 30 second exposure; I like the way it blurred the waves and clouds |
Dust Storm-2 (IR) | By this point in the morning, the sweet early light was shifting into the brutal intensity of noon.
The rich colors of dawn were bleached away leaving only a glaring harshness.
We stood in a low area where the dunes shielded the sharp wind that was stirring from the alkali flats.
There were a few solitary mesquite that had not been covered by the shifting sand that stood out as sharp, even defiant counterpoints,
subtlety altering the wind enough to carve small depressions in its wake.
A few remnant shadows clung to the high dunes; soon the sun would melt them away.
There was a harsh clarity to what was here; it was serene,
yet there was evident a quiet power lurking in the mesquite enabling it to persist in these brutal conditions.
Any life here had earned its right to exist.
For the time being the mesquite had more solidity than the slowly shifting dunes that were persistently morphing into new forms and hollows.
This was a sacred place.
I began feeling self-conscious that my footprints
would break the fragile sense of order
that was evident in the mosaic of ripples across the sand.
Respectfully I stood there a long time just soaking it in;
trying to find my place in this scheme of things,
listening for even muffled sounds
and only hearing the silence broken by my breathing.
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Ridgetop Bunker | A lonely sentry post on the windswept ridge |
'False Color' Infrared-2 | Post processing was most interesting on this one. |
No traffic on the Bridge... | A 4 second exposure was enough to make the traffic disappear. |
Infrared Beach | Stopped at this nameless beach as the cliffs became illuminated in a warm glow. I couldn't resist the temptation to play up the shadows against the greenery on the hill with the light, so shot this 1 second exposure with my HOYA R72.
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Construction 129 | This installation was planned to have a 16" gun that could shoot a 2,200 pound shell 27 miles. The gun weighed 1,000,000 pounds. The site was rendered obsolete as it was reconsidered to be vulnerable to aircraft attack, so it was never installed. |
Last Light | Just another possibility... |
Infrared Waterfall | This was very wet and green with moss so it almost looks like there was snow in infrared. |
IR-Creek-1 | The bright sun enabled the false color effects to seep through the R72 filter to an interesting effect. |
Bunker in the Forrest | I took this when the sun came out again. |
Cabbage Farm | False color infrared |
Forrest at Bunker-129 | Taken at Construction #129 in a strong breeze. |
Mysterious Pier | Located at the bottom of a cliff, so why was this here? |
Infrared Evening | Taken with the new Cokin infrared filter then 'tweaked' in Photoshop |
Dreamscape | and another possibility |
Abandoned Pier | Near Point Bonito Lighthouse |
Along Sonoma Creek (Infrared) | Taken with a HOYA R72 Infrared filter that still has some risidual visible light that can be tweaked for the interesting 'false colors'. |
Infrared Magnolias | A heavily overcast day in Sonoma County |
'False Color' Infrared-1 | I used color replacement to get the blue sky... |
Incongruous Toucan | A combination of a color and a IR image |
IR Oak Forest | I've been experimenting with post processing to get the interesting false colors. |
Black Angus under a Black Sky | The black cow against what would be white grass was the inspiration |
Infrared Oak Forest-2 | Taken in the early morning fog |
Infrared Oak Forest-3 | Another Infrared possibility |
Infrared Oak Forest | Taken as the early morning fog was slowly lifting |
IR-Creek-2 |
Black Angus (InfraRed) | There was a quiet power to this place |
Black Angus-3 (InfraRed) | Surreal |
Magnolia & Vineyard | With IR, there are no 'real-world' colors to match, so any color scheme can be OK. I like to adjust the sky so that it is blue, so that there is something familar "to grab onto" and have as a frame of reference. |
Black Angus-2 (InfraRed) | A black Angus on a white (green) field was too good to pass up. |
Mossy Rocks | False Infrared colors were processed from the base file |
Oak Forrest-IR | Always better in bright sun |