Or, Same Workshop, Different View

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We are now half way through the year, so moving forward with the theme of Same Workshop, Different View rather than the usual Same Place, Different View …

We do an annual 11-12-week, cross-country trek running several workshops, included in the upper half of this second mosaic, and taking the opportunity to visit family and friends. We are so lucky to have some great house-sitters who keep our house safe and in order, mail opened and sorted, paperwork filed that I send back whilst on the road, birdies watered and fed, along with all the other day-to-day tasks that we all have. In return, they have the run of our house, deck, and serene back yard.

We started in late July, heading for our first workshop of this period, Summertime on the Maine Coast. As many of you know, I grew up sailing this coast on my dad’s classic wooden yawl, and to this day, I have never lost my passion for either sailing or wooden boats. The places we photograph during this workshop are ones that I sailed into or by as a teen and younger.

There are friends we have made over the years, and one whom we visit each year, has an informal deck that looks out onto one of the inner harbors. We enjoy sitting out there and catching up. He is also very generous in allowing us to photograph in his wonderful cottage, and after we visit him, we head around the corner to photograph one of my favorite lighthouses.

This year, it was the light on the water that captured my attention. It was stellar, like none I have seen in decades, if even then. Arnie, who is always attracted to the biarre, loved our host’s latest addition to the wonderful, eclectic decor.

After having some down time over in New Hampshire along with an annual reunion with some childhood buddies and their “spice” we wended our way westward for Palouse, Echoes of Tuscany. The scenes in this area are like none other in the US, and for us, they do echo the Tuscan landscape that we so enjoy. Arnie captured a traditional windmill just when the light was perfect, especially against a dark, moody sky. As someone who once ran a small farm, I was attracted to a cluster of farm buildings nestled in a dip in the hills, also under a dark sky.

After a great week and some wonderful images, we drove to the Southwest for Colorado’s Fall Colors. I had it in mind to make a black-and-white image of the Aspen and finally found this stand that suited my eye. Arnie’s favorite image from this workshop was from the annual Vinotok celebration that we attend each year and that several of our participants also enjoyed.

We took our time heading back east, visiting more family and friends before ending up back in northern New Hampshire for New England Fall Foliage, also gorgeous. At one of our locations, we saw a different rendition of the light that we had not seen before, and Arnie waited for this photograph with several of our participants. The light didn’t last long before fading away. Earlier, across the street with another group of our crew, I found these reflections that entranced me. I loved the lines and rhythm of the scene and showed some of the others how I got to the essence of what caught my eye.

So, more memories of a wonderful year of photography and some great people, both old friends who returned yet again to be with us and new folks whom we welcomed into the BCPA family.

Next: Part 4 of 4.

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