Walking the Back woods.
Chadd and Donna walk in beauty.
I've just returned home from a marvelous and deep weekend spent with my mother and sister. They allowed me to photograph them for my project. Photographing people whom I have an intimate connection with, is becoming one the most profound artistic experiences I've ever embarked upon.
I continue to be thrilled beyond belief by what my eyes can see through a macro lens...I have been pulled into another world. And today, I was able to run two miles without pain for the first time in 6 months! My runners knee seems to have healed. I am so grateful. I plan to take it easy though. I'm going to come back to running slowly, while still biking almost daily. Temperance. #gratitude
I drove many miles completely out of my way to shoot this tree. It changes so much daily. I was lucky to catch it in full flame, the other day. Today, there are washes of pink mixed with deep Burgundy...This old piece of glass is bringing me so much joy. Loving my vintage Nikon lens! I can hardly contain myself. #gratitude
I read an article in the Wall Street Journal today that reported on the lack luster fall that is happening in New York City. The trees have been slow to turn and the colors are not as bright as those of us who live in the Hudson Valley are accustomed to. Now, I know I'm not crazy! I've been remarking to friends and family about how I missed the bright yellow maple leaves in my yard this fall. They were burnt by the late September heat wave. Subsequently, the leaves shriveled and fell to the ground without fanfare. The fall foliage photographs that I've been capturing, tell the story of a very dry fall, where the leaves that were left behind blaze and flame out as jazz quartets, as opposed to tabernacle choirs. Still, I am blown away by the arresting beauty and silence...And if it's possible to fall in love with a camera lens, I am in love with an old piece of glass...
Bicycled 10 miles this morning. I wanted to go further, but I have projects due for my sound design class. Currently, I am working on a multimedia artwork that incorporates my photography with personal narrative. I've gestated this work for a long time. I've been taking photographs as part of my creative process for years. However, this is the first time that I'm using photography as a primary medium for self expression. I'm excited for where this process is taking me.
What an amazing day. I got to view, learn and photograph some of the most majestic birds of prey who reside in New York State. Unfortunately, so much of their habitat is being destroyed by us.
Spirit work, as I practice seeing...This photograph captured with my vintage Nikon lens takes my breath away...In that moment, I was looking toward the light...
Walked four miles today around the lake. I took my camera along with me. I wanted to try out my vintage Nikon Nikkor Zoom AI-S 35-135mm f/3.5-4.5. I'm in love with the artful expression of light through this lens.
I've been experimenting with lenses. I'm in love with this vintage Nikon AI-S 35-135mm f/3.5-4.5. It's circa 80s and is manual focus on my old Nikon D40X. The bokeh is outrageous!
Yesterday, I biked down a steep hill at 30mph, for the first time...I felt a sick kind of exhilaration afterward...I don't think I'm going to do that again...
In the meantime, I'm also having fun with my new Nikon 85mm f/1.8G lens. It's mounted on my old Nikon D40X, which I bought new when it first came out in 2007. I've graduated to investing in better glass for my camera. So, I'm working on building my palette of lenses before I move into a new camera. I've been researching Nikon's current options for dslr cameras...I feel myself settling in on the D750.
©Shelita Birchett Benash
Fall sunflowers are my muse. The heat has tinged the leaves of many...
These first days of spring have been so chilly. A nor'easter is forecasted for this weekend...However, on this day, my run was good and the sky was magnificent. Gratitude.
May mother adores her giant hosta. She goes to great lengths to protect it from the deer buffet. Nonetheless, the deer always win the end...They will eventually have the most beautiful bountiful dessert by end of summer. Gratitude. Impermanence.
I'm in the midst of creating new work. As part of my creative process, I am reflecting on older works. This was part of my Spreading Centers series artist statement.
Awoke this morning feeling hopeful. There is a stripping away that is occurring in our culture. We seem to be getting to some raw nerve.
Will write more later. For now, I've got to hit the snow. The forecast is 55 degrees today and 60 degrees tomorrow. My love affair with this trekking bliss is coming to its end....
Time outdoors is essential to my creative process. In nature, I breathe reflection. I am centered. I am focused. I know that I am blessed. I am grateful. And the new work taking shape inside my studio has me singing songs of praise.