I wrote a thing awhile a go about getting a silly little point-n-shoot camera, even though I love my big old DSLR. The idea is that the best camera for you is the one that you can use the most, and since I didn’t want to schlep my 70D all around Yosemite while it was snowing like crazy, my little Olympus thing that fits in my pocket was a better choice.
I took a ton of pictures with it while we were in Yosemite, and this is one of my favorites.
I just love how the whole world looks black and white, even though this picture was taken in color. I also like the snowflakes that are falling in a blur, because it gives a sense of just how freaking hard it was snowing while we were there.
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Really nice composition. I actually thought it was a black and white pic. Nature is truly amazing…playing games with our eyes and perception. Well done.
This a pretty great photo indeed. The composition is wonderful. Maybe aiming a tiny bit to the left would have made it perfect.
That’s for the technical part. As for the emotional subjective part, I think a photo is great when I can feel like I’m there. And with this one, I do.
So, cheers to you and thanks ! 🙂
I thought about framing it a bit to the left, but something there made me go right, instead. I can’t remember what it was.
Well, I wasn’t there so I’ll trust you on that !
What a great photo of such a great place taken by such a great person surrounded by three other great people. Bill in South Pas.
Before Ansel Adams passed, Wil, he created masterpieces with a Polaroid SX-70.
Shot when he was in his 80’s, his “Yosemite Falls” is spectacular.
You have the eye for detail such as his.
David Hockney, Walter Evans, Lucas Samaras, Andy Warhol, Christopher Makos, and French designer Maripol all shot with cameras that reduced photography to it’s lowest common denominator, and their point-and-shoot creations sell for tens of thousands of dollars at auction.
Maripol’s Polaroids of Madonna at the New York nightclub Dancetaria in the 80’s, are extraordinary.
One of Hockney’s composite Polaroids sold at Sotheby’s for 200 thousand dollars in 2010.
A point-and-shoot camera is uncompounded and equates to more visual and intellectual depth, indeed, because of your passion.
I remember something Bob Dylan once said to me,
“The simplest things are the most profound things of all.”
Nice photo. Reminds me of Ansel Adams photos.
I was actually thinking that myself, although I recall Ansel’s photos being more sepia tone.
That’s not snowing hard. Snowing hard is when you can’t see the trees and everything else is just a blur 😉
I still want it to snow here in New England. I want to go snowmobiling!
Beautiful! You definitely have an eye IMHO. It’s worthy of running prints. Consider adding Colorado to your family vacation list. I’ve lived here my entire life. All four seasons are spectacular and give Yellowstone a run for its money..maybe.
I would call this The Hateful Four!
Nice family vacation can’t wait for mine to start so I can share and write wonderful things like this. Mr Wheaton you are one of my favorite humans.
Often the time saved by not dragging your DSLR & tripod into action is usually rewarded
with several frozen moments that otherwise would have been lost forever. Nice framing,
fantastic winter ambience!
Even with the blurry falling snowflakes, you’ve captured a wonderful sense of stillness in your image — and you’ve proven once and for all that the best camera in the world is the one you have with you. Nicely done!
Very nice indeed. I’d like to see some more of your pics. About to go through your blog now 🙂
You may well have a point about what makes for “the best camera”…
A beautiful picture. I really hate the snow, but that truly captures the essence of winter in Yosemite.
Took a trip once. For a month.
Came back with a dozen rolls (back when photos came on rolls) of photos. 99% of the photos were of rocks. Road side rocks, national park rocks, rocks in parking lots. Even (the few times) when people were in the photos, we were on rocks, under rocks, posing near rocks, like hunters who had bagged a trophy.
Later, my travel buddy said: “That’s a lot of fawking rocks.”
It was a lot of fawking rocks. He was right. And I couldn’t deny it.
I was eighteen and it was my first trip across America. Rocks are pretty.
But you know what? Have you seen Mars? The surface of that comet we landed on? Pluto?
Everything is rocks.
I mean good luck taking a photo in this universe without getting a rock in it. Even craters are just rocks that got hit by other rocks.
Now, many years later. I am finally at peace with my many, many, many, many — too many? NO! — pictures of rocks.
Take those photos of rocks, people. Carry them around in your wallet. It’s okay.
That is really a stunning photograph Wil. Thanks for sharing that, and I’m glad you have a good vaca with your family.
I have a similarly themed photo in a little frame on my desk. My wife put it together for me complete with a quote from Neil Gaiman’s blog from 2001 that ends, “That’s how you know Winter’s started. The colours are the first things to go.”
Your picture is just great.