OK, you may find this hard to believe but this is one image done within one exposure. It was a bright full lit moon night, in my favorite campground site, I set up the cam on a tripod and left the shuter open for ten minutes . . . ok then with the shutter open i went ahead and did a flash blitz on the two plants in the foreground . . . then i walked up the hill and with a flashlight I scribed the word LIFE, I did that backwards in thin air.
The Camera as a Canvas of Painted Light. Ever since I was a child, I have enjoyed the interplay of fleeting time referencing lights-in-motion. As the lights splinter and fuse, the shutter remains open for longer than an instant. This allows me to turn the camera into a controllable paintbrush, intermixed with fleeting time.
Though seemingly random, and always with a catalyst of chance, the ability to capture this cacophony of motion with light upon the canvas of my camera brings forth wonderful shapes in a permanentization of the random. ... --- ...
OK, you may find this hard to believe but this is one image done within one exposure. It was a bright full lit moon night, in my favorite campground site, I set up the cam on a tripod and left the shuter open for ten minutes . . . ok then with the shutter open i went ahead and did a flash blitz on the two plants in the foreground . . . then i walked up the hill and with a flashlight I scribed the word LIFE, I did that backwards in thin air.
The Camera as a Canvas of Painted Light. Ever since I was a child, I have enjoyed the interplay of fleeting time referencing lights-in-motion. As the lights splinter and fuse, the shutter remains open for longer than an instant. This allows me to turn the camera into a controllable paintbrush, intermixed with fleeting time.
Though seemingly random, and always with a catalyst of chance, the ability to capture this cacophony of motion with light upon the canvas of my camera brings forth wonderful shapes in a permanentization of the random. ... --- ...
