Walking the dog.
I can’t take full credit for this photo. My wife took it after a night of snow. I’m guilty of plagiarism, sort of. I spiced up the photo a bit in PS Express.
Anyway, looking East from our deck, towards the Cascade Mts., which are not really visible.
I have a couple of hummingbird feeders just outside my backdoor. I can walk out and watch, without my camera, as the hummingbird partakes of the nectar I blend. If I bring my camera out and just wait, patiently, he/she will either not show up or hides on the backside of the feeder. You can just see his tail feathers in one of the images.
I’m determined to get a shot of this shy or perhaps, sly guy. He really does keep an eye on me while I’m watching him; he’ll stop drinking ( or whatever it is they do) and peek over at me. He’s really diligent about watching his surroundings.
Walking the dog.
One of the questions that comes to mind, when viewing and shooting street art is: what does this say about our society/culture? Some people view it as vandalism while others view it as a form of contemporary art. Because the palette is in or near a public space does that change the dynamics? Or. like the images I have been presenting, are mostly out of the view of the public, but on a BNSF railway right of way does that change things? To get this space both the artist and I have to trespass across those railroad tracks. The palette in these works is just a retaining wall, so maybe the work enhances the large, drab concrete space?
I guess it begs the age old question: What is art?
We all have to answer that for ourselves, I guess.
by Dave Beckerman
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