A chilly fall evening with a typical Upper Peninsula drizzle, The colors have yet to break into anything beyond muted, albeit quite early. As long as I can remember, the second week in October is typically prime for the Western U.P. with the East and Central portions of the peninsula peaking weeks earlier. Typically it is just dazzling and attracts leaf peepers like Maine and Vermont do. Hoping to get out to the Badlands in South Dakota yet this Fall on a long weekend photographic adventure. For something new this summer, I am going to take the boys out and visit Vermont, New Hampshire, and Maine with the camper and too many cameras. The splendid forests and ancient architecture beckon (not to mention the photographic stomping grounds of my deceased large format photographic mentor, Fred Picker, of Newfane Vermont. My brother and his son arrived for dinner and will begin bear hunting tomorrow evening.
“Every image is in some way a “portrait,” not in the way that it would reproduce the traits of a person, but in that it pulls and draws (this is the semantic and etymological sense of the word), in that it extracts something, an intimacy, a force.” – Sally Mann