It was great to be out in the woods again. Two days in a row got some camera time in. Something just clicked when I was out there shooting. It has been quite some time since I was out and everything was just in sync. Now, the challenge is that with the great vibes also comes a false sense of success while shooting.

Kill your babies; that is the editing mantra. If it doesn't hold up to the abstract bar of "good" then don't bother putting it out there. But, today I am not so precious. I like the kid in the photo. I haven't captured him as I want to, but this is a step closer. I could have cropped it so it wouldn't awkwardly cut off his arms, but I am so far behind posting I am not going to bother. In the future I may re-crop it.

As I walked to toward the bouldering area I was wondering if I still had the interest in shooting boulderers. I have a tendency to get bored with things after a while. Shooting the same place over and over again pretty much goes against the popular concept of action photography - going to the new and exciting.

But, as a photographic process it is a matter of working the angles and the subject over and over. Learning what can be done. By limiting the number of new variables I push myself. If the photos are boring it is because I am boring. Not because of a lack of familiarity with the locale.

So, year 2 or 3 of this project. Onward and upward.

I have previously written of my admiration from afar of the late James Ravilious. Something about his soft pastoral scenes shot in B&W charmed me.

There can be a false peace that photography captures. As I stood in the snow storm photographing the dark forms half covered in snow I worried about my car being ticketed due to the impending parking ban.

Looking at the soft images you can't feel the bitter cold or sense my personal concerns regarding possible monetary restitution for vacating my vehicle by the road.

What you can see is simply what the camera captured on a thin layer of silver dust caught in gelatin coating a piece of plastic in the camera. A thin plastic which I forgot for a while in the refrigerator and took out only to shake violently in developer and then scanned.

A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of working with a beautiful woman to craft some images accentuating her strong, muscular, form.

We didn't have a starting point or a preconceived notion of where these images would go. The idea was simply to capture her body.

Now, one of the challenges of severe lighting (which this is) is that the raking light across the skin is not a flattering light. Bumps (like goose-bumps) would be strongly accented. This makes it less desirable for portrait lighting. In fact it is the opposite of the lighting I was using for portraits only a short time before.

There was balance to be struck between the impressive musculature that she had worked so hard for and the beauty of her sleek form.

The first image was almost the first image I shot. It was such an amazing thing to see in front of me that I may have missed the mark a bit. Perhaps next time I will make Horst proud.

If the women of Kuwait are as photogenic as Fadha; I want to go to Kuwait. I photographed her in varying light (which effects the skin tone) and from different angles. In the end I got a bunch of different looks.

She came to the studio this past Sunday morning and rocked out (wind machine included).

but, at the end of the day it is a story of her eyes. She has a great face (and more but her face is beautifully angular).

So, take me to Kuwait! I want to capture it in front of my lens.