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Mountain State of Mind

DSC_6065Especially now that I have to attend jury duty next week.  Ugh.  I know that I should be one of those, “it’s my civil duty” and blah-blah-blah, but seriously…no.  It ranks right up there with watching golf (For those that share my dismay at the thought of that).  Anyway, I can only hope that it is better than the last two times I was called.

The first time I was called for jury duty, I was an alternate.  An alternate jury member, meaning that I get to sit through the trial and not get to voice any of your opinions while the other jury members discuss things and ignore little details like “how you didn’t see that that the guy was carrying a 2×4?”  Yeah.  Fun-fun.  I’d like to at least get to input my opinion on such matters if I have to sit through the tiresome back and forth of it all.

The second time, I was in Ohio and they do things a lot differently.  I was called to sit in a pool of jurors.  This means, that you sit in this room with a bunch of strangers and maybe you get called for  jury duty and maybe you don’t.  Or, if you are really lucky, you get pulled for a case.  You then go to the court room, the judge sits you down, tells you what privilege and duty it is to serve on a jury, and then informs you that the case has been dismissed or settled and that there will be no jury needed.  Sounds simple enough.  All done and get to go home?  Oh, no.  Of course not.

In Columbus OH, if  you don’t get selected for a case, or in my case the trial is no longer happening, you get to sit in the room until the end of the week or until you get pulled for a trial that actually happens.  Yay!  I sat there all day for five days.  I read a book, started a book, and watched a couple of movies.  Not all that horrible.  I did get paid for being there and for work so that was good.  At the time my job didn’t require you sign over your jury check like a lot of places so I got bonus money.  Still…yeah.

Anyway, I will just take it for what it is and dream that I am somewhere else.  Like the mountains.   I hate the busy-ness of the Tetons but I am missing Wyoming, or really anywhere that is Westbound and not Indiana.  The fresh air.  The quietness.  The peace. The nature of it all.  I’ve always had a thing for mountains and with a water view, just makes it all that much better.

I didn’t quite get the water as still as I would have liked and truth be told, I cannot remember if it was sunset or sunrise.  I am thinking that these were taken on my way back from Yellowstone so that would be have sunset.  Maybe. I guess ultimately it really doesn’t matter.  What does matter is that I loved the sun and the mountain reflection in the water.  I hope that you do too.


Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.
Live, laugh, love, and let it ride.

~Montana Rose Photography~

Let There Be Light….

DSC_45712Or at least emphasized light.  Altered grass.  You know whichever.

These pictures have been revisited.  I went to a lunch type workshop the other day where we discussed photoshop.  I use photoshop regularly but haven’t always been able to get it to do what I want.  After the workshop, I decided to go back to something that is usually foe to my patience….curves.  Selecting particular areas and using curves.

I didn’t hate these photos.  The original edits on the top photo were amazing in of itself, but this bottom one.  Not so much.  I want to emphasize the sky as the sun was starting to set.  I wanted the badlands to stand out.  I wanted the road to lead to something.  In both.  Vision. Dreams.  I don’t know, but I wanted more than what was previously there.  Hope I nailed it.  DSC_46082Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

A New Light

DSC_59082I have pondered about what to write.  If I should even write anything.  I’ve said time and time again that writing was something that I wanted to get back into.  I miss it.  I wrote a short(ish) story a while back and once I started, it just came.  Then I lost that motivation.

While I was in South Dakota, I was hiking a crazy long trail (16 miles round trip…I’ve hiked further before, but I was exposed to the elements and lo and behold never have enough water.  Alas, that is a story for another day).  Anyway, while I was on this hike I became inspired.  Why?  That I really have no answer for.  I just did.  So, every time that I would have a thought, I would write it.  Some of those I will be sharing at a later time.  For now, I will just share why I have not written.

I could easily say that it is writer’s block, but truth be told…that would be a lie.  I lost my desire to write for much of the same reason that I lose my desire to photograph.  No one seems to enjoy it or really pays attention to it.  No one seems to really like it.  I cannot really say that much about my photography, at least not on my blog (or on Instagram).  I get a quite a few likes and that makes me happy.  Each of you is appreciated more than I will probably ever let you know.  That is not on purpose, so forgive me.  Still, I find myself seeking a level approval that comes up short.

I should write for me. I should do photography for me.  All of this I know, but at the same time…I can do that stuff for me any time that I want.  But I’ve always wanted to inspire and share.  I wanted people to know that I exist and want to see and hear what I have to share.  Anything to make me feel less invisible.  To know that I am good at what I do or something like that.  I think that many of us feel that way or even currently feel that way.  After all, isn’t that all a lot of us want to be noticed for our skills, accomplishments, and what not?  We can say that we don’t, but it is subconscious human nature to want it just a tad.

I know that I am guilty of that and when it seems like I’m falling short, I lose motivation to continue. I often it equate it to the powers that be trying to tell me that I’m on the wrong path.  I’m sure that it is their way of seeing how bad I want it by seeing how hard I’ll fight for it, but some days it seems like I’ve been fighting forever.  And every blog post that has a bad day, every Facebook post that is ignored, every person that asked me to do a photo shoot for them and then turned around and scheduled it with a different photographer….it is want more grain of salt in a slow healing wound.  That is not to make anyone feel guilty, that is my own psychological issue.  One that I’m working on, but just the same.

With all of that said,  in this new light I have decided that I will be writing a bit more. I know that I’ve said that before.  But in the wake of coming off a not so great trip and the loss of two uncle within six weeks of each other, I realize that I have to force myself to do a bit more for myself.  It is a goal…we will see how it goes.

Thank you for stopping by and I hope that you have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Side note about the picture:  I took it at sunset in the Badlands.  I had looked for the perfect place for four days.  I wanted something that was over the rock/clay formations, thinking that would give me the perfect sunset picture.  I never for a second thought that it would be over a field in Sage Creek, the backcountry of the Badlands.  The storm was rolling in and if you look to the right you can see the rain.  The clouds were low and I just loved how the sun was reflecting off them.  All I really did was turn down the highlights, removed some of the shadows, turn up the vibrance and clarity.  I didn’t mess with any of the coloring and this was the final result.  I hope you like them.

Run Runaway…

DSC_17002.jpgMainly because I have had that song stuck in my head for like a week now. Not quite a week, but long enough.  Slade’s 1984 Run Runaway. 

“See chameleon
lying there in the sun
All things to everyone
Run run away”

I feel like there should be some philosophical insight in that phrase, but I also feel that it might be a little bit too obvious.  So many of us are so many things to so many people.   It depends on their needs, their capabilities, their thought process, and in general…their own self view.

I learned a long time ago that people can only give you what they are capable of.  That means they can only treat you certain ways because it is all they are capable of.  I’m not going to jump on some soapbox. I’ll save that for another day.  I really just felt the need to post something.

This picture….it is last year’s Badland’s photo.  Revisited.  Probably reposted.  My hard drive did not properly save all my edited photos and I’ve gotten a new laptop since then, so it doesn’t show me if it has already been edited. Oh, well. I played around with it and it looks different either way.  I am pretty sure it is a repost, because I have a similar picture on my wall.  However, I had so many different angles and even those with barely a difference that it is really hard to tell.  And again… I played with it, so it doesn’t look like the one I would have originally posted.

This one has a little bit more life than the original picture and (probably) the original edited.  It has more life than the one on my wall that is for sure.  It has color and vibrancy and a bit more sun-setting type vibe.  Not that the one on my wall is horrible…it isn’t but I get bored easily and hindsight is 20-20.

Anyway, that is about all for today. I hope that you like this version of the picture.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Something About the…

DSC_1880.jpgBadlands. I don’t know what it is, but there is just something. I’m still in debate about whether this will be next year’s destination.  Apparently, there are wild horses in Arizona that are calling my name…if I can find them. So, we shall see.  Maybe I should. Just to see the aftermath….and of course check in on the animals that inspired my visit to begin with.

For those that have not heard, there has been a wildfire wreaking havoc on Custer State Park. It is about and hour away from the Badlands, but I always visit both.  I think at last heard they had it contained, but alas there were still some animals unaccounted for.  The wondrous begging burros. About half the herd was missing, but as of last night had been located but they had suffered burns and were being treated. The majority of the buffalo and pronghorns had been found, but I do not know about the others.  Those are just the ones that are monitored and auctioned.  Here’s to hoping they are all okay.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Sun Will Come….

DSC_16613.jpgOut tomorrow.  So ya got to hang on til tomorrow.

Actually, here I’m pretty sure that the sun will be out later. Not a cloud in the sky.  I really just needed a title, but now that song is stuck in your head.  At least those that know it is a song.  You are also picturing Little Orphan Annie.  Aren’t you?  Singing it loud.  That’s okay, go ahead and sing it with her.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

To be or Not to be…

DSC_0879 (2)c.jpgReal that is?  Is this picture real?  Well, I guess if were to get all philosophical…the answer would probably be in the realms of existential theorizing. How was that for wordy?

The way this picture looks now?  Not real. In a manner of speaking.  I love how this picture looks now, but I played around with it.  I posted the original some time ago, but I decided take liberties with advise I’ve been given and played around with it.  However, it got me thinking.  About what is real and what is not.

By no means do I mean in an existentialist way.  No, so don’t worry this won’t be philosophical.  Well, maybe. No…I won’t.

I have just been wondering lately how many like my work (photography, writing, and painting) because it is actually good. I know that the followers of my blog do. At least I hope.  No, I know that you do.   Others though….lately, it seems like there are alternative motives lurking in every gesture.

It actually has me thinking of the #METOO campaign that lasted like two days and then went away to the wastelands of the poor and forgotten.  For those that do not know the #METOO.  It was directed at women to post to indicate that they had been victims of sexual assault or harassment.  Of course for anyone paying attention, we know that it is not just women-but that is not my point.

I have never been a victim of assault. I cannot even begin to imagine the pain and turmoil that causes.  I know that things I have experienced do qualify as harassment, but I still have a hard time to saying that because my stories are nothing compared to the ones that I have  heard.  My heart aches for the way that people feel that they can treat other people.

What does this have to do with my point on hand?  I’m not sure, but it is what came to mind as I was thinking about some current situations. People liking my photography and buying my paintings. A few men. Maybe because they like my work, but also because they feel that it will give them an edge of getting closer to me than just being friends or someone to discuss art and photography with.  I should feel flattered, but I don’t. Is that wrong?

I say this because I have been blatantly hit on or later hit on.  I am clarifying this, because I think that my original post have been taken out of context.  I can tell the difference and those hitting on me are not subtle about it.   It is not anyone from the blogging world. These are encounters outside in the “real” world and on Facebook where I have had to block people that would not leave me alone and it wasn’t for the sake of my photography and painting.

Now back to my point, I enjoy my work. Sometimes even I can admit that is good, beautiful. Like the photo above. I don’t like feeling like it is not my work that is appreciated it and that it is only a ploy to get closer to me.  Which also seems weird, because I know that is usually how the old fashion way of getting to know someone works.  In these particular instances, it just feels wrong and uncomfortable.  Trying to talk to me about my work, while hitting on me at the same time.   Or just using my page to hit on me.  Or trying to take our friendship to levels that they were not once at and haven’t been at in the decade plus that we’ve known each other.

I know that seems like rambling and they are probably are. It just makes it hard to know what is real and what is not at times.   What is genuine and what is not. But alas…I digress.  I still trust my gut, but there are times when I wonder.   Mainly because I am losing my train of thought.

Anyway, this photo. The original was not bad. I may have said that, I was just bored and played around with some filters. I like this photo better.  I hope you do too.

**Full disclosure, this is not referring to my blog. This is coming from experiences on Facebook and in person. **

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Just Because….

DSC_8739.jpgThere is too much tragedy in this world.  In this country.  In other countries.  The increasing heartache.  I am not naive to the fact that it all exist, but for a few hours a day, a couple of times a week….I get to pretend that the world is beautiful, because during those hours…my world is beautiful.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography