Anne Whitfield Edgin: Blog en-us (C) Anne Whitfield Edgin (Anne Whitfield Edgin) Wed, 18 Apr 2018 18:50:00 GMT Wed, 18 Apr 2018 18:50:00 GMT Anne Whitfield Edgin: Blog 90 120 Texas Trees in (Mostly) Black and white  

I went to Texas

with wildflowers in mind, but as much as I enjoy color I also love a dramatic Black and White composition.

The Texas trees create stark, textural images, especially the ones with few or no leaves. There is much to explore photographically. If we get back to Texas I will include time for a more well developed b/w series.


Epiphytes growing in a live oak treeThese are ball moss, a variety of tillandsia.





A Brooding Landscape There was cloud cover almost continually.

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Springtime in Texas: Wildflowers Spring in Texas means wildflowers.

It should also mean warmer weather than the mid-Atlantic region. While we didn't get snow, as Maryland did, we did have weather in the 30's. We also had rain, drizzle, and lots of cloud cover. Never-the-less, the wildflowers were gorgeous. The people were friendly. The barbeque yummy. 

Texas wildflowers have been on my "Things to See" list for many years, ever since a friend told me about a trip through Texas where the fields were so covered by bluebonnets that the landscape looked like an ocean. The blooms have not been quite that abundant in 2018, but it is still a very good year for flowers.

You may wonder how I convinced my husband to spend hours driving the countryside on a quest for wildflowers. Well, you rent an iconic American car. (See the last photo of this post.) Here are a few shots of bluebonnets from our trip. My computer has been behaving badly, but I have been able to get a few shots processed and uploaded. 

Enjoy! And add Texas wildflowers to your travel list. 

We rented a mustang convertible. One day, at least, was warm enough to ride in comfort with the top down.

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Snow Is for Playing! Snow days bring beauty and a change in schedule. They bring shoveling snow, and playing in snow. Today's late season snow brought all that and even coerced the local wildlife into coming out to play! 

Our suburban neighborhood harbors many types of wildlife, including foxes. Usually the foxes are a bit of a nuisance. We have to protect pets from them, and sometimes fox cries will wake us at night. 

Today, though, we had a chance to watch a pair of foxes playing in the snow. 





I believe he is able to hear my shutter click even inside the house. Almost lost in a haze of snow. Stalking our rabbit!

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Sweet Senior Photo Shoot Late fall (just a couple weeks ago) I had the privilege of taking photos for this high school senior. Because of schedules we had to wait until late in the season, but she kept a wonderful attitude about standing outside in chilly weather. Since she is an artist I asked if she would bring her sketchbook. Since I am also an artist, I love some of the shots of her with that sketchbook. We were also able to take photos of her in front of a mural that she was a model for when she was a little girl. 

Photography can be hard work. (Yes, it really is much more than clicking a shutter.) But what a great experience to take these photos marking her transition from high school to college. And what a joy to spend time with her, and even to edit the photos. 

Just a few years ago I took photos of her older sister during her senior year. It is quite an opportunity to watch as a family grows up, and moves to new possibilities. 

Heartwarming, even.

Blessings to you sweet Hayley.

With appreciation from your photographer

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Our First Night with the Aurora After a trip onto Langjökull Glacier during the day, and later an excellent dinner in Husafell, we stepped outside to see the faintest haze of the Northern Lights. We grabbed camera gear and drove out to find an unlighted area.  When we first got out of the car the lights filled most of the sky with green and the tiniest bit of red. By the time I got the tripod and camera ready, the Northern lights had diminished some, but we were able to watch them move about the sky, as they ebbed and flowed. 

Some of the following photos are just of the night sky over the snowscape, with the moon rising. The green haze is part of the aurora. 

We saw the lights the next night also. More photos to come!!


Northern Lights over the mountains near Lava Falls



Norhtern Lights east of Husafell, in the direction of Langjökull Glacier. Moon Rise

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Patapsco Storm This painting is 48 inches by 48 inches. It is acrylic on gallery wrapped canvas so does not require framing. 

I used a source photo taken during a beautiful sail. The sun was bright on the water around us, but off in the distance a storm approached. I used very thin layers of acrylic paint, sometimes with a brush, but often using a cloth rag to soften the water. Paint on, rubbed off, over and over until the water began to show those lighted layers than can sometimes be seen while sailing the Chesapeake Bay.


Patapsco Storm

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Here are some close-ups. 


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Dramatic Snow Covered Icelandic Landscapes  

Snow. Mist. Rocks. Cloud cover. 

These combined to make some of the most stunning landscapes I have every seen. The Icelandic landscape in November varied from bold warm colors, to soft almost imperceptible shades of white, to bold graphic abstractions. I will save some of the brightly colored landscape photos for later.

Here are a few photos of the monochromatic landscapes that completely entranced me during our recent trip. Dramatic abstractions with texture and impasto-like strokes, or atmospheric and fog covered, the views seemed conceived and 'painted' as if for a gallery show. I have chosen a few photos but every turn in the road revealed a new impressive abstract composition.

The Icelandic landscape is spellbinding.

Gullfoss (Golden) WaterfallThese falls were not golden when we saw them. They were barely visible through the fog. Ribbon of highway cuts through a snowy landscape Þingvellir National Park Þingvellir National ParkDriving through the park toward the end of the snowfall. Þingvellir National ParkThe setting sun almost breaks out from a snow laden cloud. Þingvellir National Park Þingvellir National Park Þingvellir National Park Near Husafell View from our trip off the glacier Between Husafell and the Glacier View as we were descending the Langjökull Glacier

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Photo Shoot in Iceland! It's different sort of shoot when your subjects are covered in gloves and hats and coats. Its a different sort of shoot when you are trying to figure out how to photograph at night, in the cold , and with a quiet aurora in the background.  

But, oh, so much fun!

I had the privilege of sharing a trip to Iceland with my husband and with friends, and while there we squeezed an anniversary shoot in. What an opportunity to share this trip and photo-taking with such a fun couple. They put up with having to smile and pose in very cold weather. (My skin has just now stopped feeling 'burned' from standing out daytime, and nighttime in the cold.) They were cheerful, sometimes silly, and they were the best sports ever! 

Enjoy a few images of this very adventurous couple, dressed for the cold, and celebrating their anniversary! 


Standing in Front of GeyserThis is THE Geyser, from which others got their name. On Top of Langjökull GlacierOne of the resident ravens is in the background. The Aurora Borealis Nice of her to show up for our photos! At the Opera House in Reykjavik

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Bright sunlight on a late summer day brought dancing colored light into the National Cathedral. Here are some of photos that are less about the architecture of the cathedral and more about the beauty of pure color. I have pushed some of them farther than typical, but these low key images reveal the color in a way that surprised me once i got the photos home and into my computer.

The striking color of the photos reminds me of different artists. Which artists, or styles of art, do they remind you of? Go to the comments and let me know if they remind you of specific painters. Or are these low key images visually too bold for you? I would love to know what you think. 

Scroll down to see all the photos. If you hover over an image you will see (probably unnecessary) captions.

Color in a Side AisleA purposefully low key image deepens the colored light in one of the smaller aisles just off the naive. Light to Dance InMultiple stained glass windows throw light over the tiled floors. Mostly Reds and Yellows. Stained Glass WindowThe sunlight casts a fine line on the windowsill that looks like refraction through a prism. BlueThis light is from a mostly blue window is the same that throws blue onto the George Washington sculpture in the very last photo on this page. WindowsillColored light turns his windowsill into an abstract canvas. Color! Vertical Columns of Color George Washington in Blue An eerie view of one of the cathedral sculptures. This is probably darker than I should have pushed the image, but I like the way George seems to hover overlooking the dark hallway.

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A Few PNG Portraits: Boys Will Be Boys You will have to bear with me. I came home to view my photos and realized I had more portraits of boys than girls. This was not on purpose. As a matter of fact I thought I was taking more photos of of the girls. My excuse is that I raised sons: three of them.  Here is a selection of photos. It seems that boys will be boys whether in suburban United States or rural Papua New Guinea. In case you are interested my favorite shot in this group is the last one.


If you hover over each photo, you will find a brief description. Patiently Agreeing to be PhotographedHe was quietly observing while our team had a tour of the college campus. Sitting in the Middle of the HarvestThis little one sits on the food prep area with the kau kau. Kau kau is the main staple in the country. Afternoon RugbyAll smiles as they tackle and tumble A Boy and a DucklingThis tiny duckling had found his way to the wrong side of his enclosure. After a chase he was caught. All Smiles! Hot PeppersThis little one was proudly showing off the hot pepper plant. A First BirthdayOur team member, Glen, (standing in the back) found out it was this toddler's first birthday. The little one was not sure what to make of the frosted cupcake that Glen managed to buy for a celebration.



Watching from a DistanceContemplating us? His future? Maybe thinking of nothing in particular? I chose this set of photos mainly because of this shot.

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Pink! Years ago I saw an impressionist painting that had, as a part of it, a pink field. I assumed this was artistic license; a color added to invoke a feeling.  I have searched for the painting and have been unable to find the exact one, but the memory of it returns every so often. Then a very bleak winter over a year ago, I was driving south through the Virginia mountains. The fields were bare except for some dry, low brush. The landscape was dreary. As the sun dropped in the late afternoon sky, it turned the sky an almost imperceptible shade of dull rose. Dull colors to match a dull landscape. 

And then those tired low beams of sunlight shone through the dry field stubble. Suddenly, worn fields took on the most stunning shade of pure pink. Not red, not rose, but pure straight-from-a-crayola-box pink.  I threw a phone at my fellow traveler and pleaded for him to take photos. A quizzical expression gave way to helpfulness. So I had photos. They weren't great: low light and traveling at 60 mph doesn't make great photography conditions. But, there was a record of pink fields. 

Imagine how I felt when I found out later that the photos had not been saved. Well, try to imagine, since you may, in fact, not actually care whether a record of pink fields exists.  I tried to paint those fields later, from memory.  Perhaps I accomplished my goal since that painting sold to someone who loved the colors. Would you be surprised to hear that I grudgingly sold that painting? 

So move ahead with me to May 2017. I travel to a new place, that I know little of. It is full of mountains and beautiful people, and gorgeous flowers, and to my complete surprise - pink fields. Mountains scattered with patches of long May grasses that wear pink only for the month of May: airy, ephemeral, dew drop collecting fronds of pink. 

This was a busy working trip to Papua New Guinea and photography took a back seat to other endeavors, but I did get some photos of the mountains in their pink spring wardrobe. I know pink is neither tremendously fashionable nor 'cool'.

Nevertheless I like pink. Enjoy, with me, these images of a place that has been lavishly, even lovingly, decorated for the month of May. 

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Walk-aboutJust off in the distance some pink patches appear on the sides of the mountain. Foggy Mountain ViewThe hill in the foreground reveals pink. Even in the distance and through the fog areas of pink peek out. Dewy May GrassAfter the rain, sunlight glistens off droplets. Later Afternoon SunlightAs the sun sets it highlights patches of pink on distant hillsides. House and fieldsMay grasses frame a home site in PNG.

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The Arboretum in Black and White A spring trip to the arboretum is awash in color and depth, yet I found such strong pattern and texture that I was compelled to process some of the images in black and white.

I hope to post color ones later, since that was the purpose of the visit, but enjoy a few monochromatic images of the flowers and architecture of the United States National Arboretum.

Striped Azalea Blossoms Intricately Patterned Leaves on the Forest Floor Jack in the PulpitThis is a larger variety than we usually see growing in the Mid-Atlantic. The Frilled Edges of Azalea Blossoms An Unusual Variety of Dogwood TesselatedReflections in the Koi Pond Plane GeometryEscher-like reflections that hint of the elaborate decorations of The Alhambra. (Just a little) Ferns, Sedum and RootsDon't forget to look down while you are wandering in the gardens.

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A Warm Winter Day on ‘That Same Old River” “Of course it’s all luck.” – Henri Cartier-Bresson

What if you have been to a place so many times that you feel there is absolutely no new way to photograph it? What if the newness felt like it left decades ago? Photography is about seeing anew. It’s about getting a fresh view of life. It’s generally easy to be set down into a new place with new people and see things in a new way. It’s much harder to maintain a fresh artistic vision when the scenes have played out so many times that you no longer even care to look.

What do you do?
What did I do this past weekend when I was sure I had already taken every shot a hundred times? When I hoped that the eagles would come closer, but they didn’t?

I lugged my heavy camera around. I took the photos - again.  And again. Though the light was slightly different, and I knew the water was still, I thought the entire time, “Here I go again. Same. Same.”  

Then I noticed some interesting mirror images. OK. So I took a few more. What I ended up with were some very unusual photos. Some even look profoundly altered, as if I might have used an infrared filter. You might find them intriguing. You might find them too unusual to be worth considering.

You may even find some of them far too similar to so many other ‘trees by a river’ photos.

What you think of the photos, or what I think of the photos, is probably of less importance than the fact that lugging a heavy camera around and taking another set of the ‘Same Old Photos of the Same Old River’ may be an excellent learning experience or may possibly produce images you never expected.

Explore the possibilities that the ordinary provides. Sometimes it will stay humdrum.
But maybe you will find something new.


Here are my photos of an old place.
Also, read the following quotes. They present opposing views, yet may each be true.

“To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting in an ordinary place… I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them.” — Elliott Erwitt

“”Sometimes I do get to places just when God’s ready to have somebody click the shutter.” ~Ansel Adams

Trees Across the CreekThe eagles kept their distance. This one is lost in the the branches as he flies to his perch. The view across the creek is just winter trees, but the little bit of green glistens a bit against the bare branches. Still WaterThere was barely a ripple near the bank. Darkening CloudsAs the clouds moved over, the winter trees took on the darker look we usually think of. A moodier, but still mirrored, image.


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Cloudy with a Pop of Orange Here are some photos of our day after Thanksgiving walk at Greenbury Point.

A fall day, cloudy and grey with a couple of quick intervals of sun peeking through, makes a perfect time for a stroll.

Borrow a puppy that needs a walk. Grab a few layers to wear. Bring some friends. 

Then enjoy looking out over the Bay with the bridge off on the horizon.

If someone in the group makes mini turkey, cranberry, and spinach sandwiches to take along you've got an exceptional way to spend the day. 

Here are a few photos.

Cloudy with a pop of orange.



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Late Summer Sunset It's been a very warm summer, but the sunsets have been spectacular. Here are a few images from last weekend at White Rocks Marina, just off the Patapsco River near the Chesapeake Bay. Guests dine at Mike's Crab House with the sun setting behind them.

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The Grass Withers, the Flower Fades I am thinking about deserts, harshness, and fading. I had the privilege of being in the desert after a torrential spring rain. The desert responded to the rain with spectacular flowers. Some of the blossoms lasted only one day, or one night. It has been a few years since I took these photos, but once you have seen the desert bloom it makes an impact.

Beauty is fleeting.

The grass withers, the flower fades.


Here are a few photos: some are of flowers, a couple are broader landscapes.


The desert holds harsh and stunning beauty.


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Summer Solstice and a Strawberry Moon The longest day of the year, and a perfect evening to sail.

We were enjoying a sunset sail and had forgotten the strawberry moon until it peeked out over the tree tops. This was a challenge to photograph. Dusk. On a moving sailboat. And with a husband who thought I should be helping sail. (Which I did between shots and with my camera pushed onto my back.) It was perfectly beautiful. Last week we saw the loveliest sunset ever, and this week I believe we saw the loveliest moon ever. 

Here are some photos of the evening. 


By 10:30 the moon was back to normal.
The Ilsa Marin

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On the Hard

Maryland is full of sailors. Our state mingles with the Atlantic on our eastern border and is split almost in two by the rich estuary called the Chesapeake Bay. Fingering off The Bay are practically countless rivers, large and small. Even if you don’t sail it’s hard to ignore the masts and sails and seafood restaurants and sailing lore that litter the area.  Though many of us love the winter and snow (I do) we anticipate warm spring days when we can get back to the water.  We walk the edge. We watch from the bridges. We eye the thermometer. We crave the sun.

And while we wait marinas sit, lonely, full of boats ‘on the hard’.

I am new to sailing. Truly a novice. I learn the terms and rules reluctantly. Don’t get me wrong, I love the water, sun and wind, too, yet learning it all is slow for me. But this winter the sailing term ‘on the hard’ is taking on new meaning.

Yesterday we visited the marina to check on our sailboat, the little Ilsa Marin. This winter she stays in the water and we check her now and then, but many of the boats are out of the water for the winter. They sit on the pavement propped up on jacks. Stable. But out of the water.

To drive through a marina on a sunless winter day feels sad. Expensive sailboats and motor boats sit useless.  They wait to be scraped and painted. They wait to have repairs done. They wait. On the Hard. If I may continue to anthropomorphize them, they are dejected. Lonely. And they wait. Boats are not meant to sit out of the water.

This has been a difficult winter for my family and many of our friends. We have experienced loss. We have experienced grief. We have experienced difficulties. The troubles wash over one after another until the world, and life, feel hard and prickly. We struggle to find a place of comfort. We have watched loved ones and dear friends grieve, and hurt, and recovery appears impossible. For many health is illusive and finances are difficult. Life is hard. We miss joy. We thirst for water.

We wait and as we wait we feel we are being handled roughly.  We are tattered.  Sails need stitching. Hulls require scraping, painting. It is long tedious work. Are these repairs that must be made? Is it necessary upkeep to maintain seaworthiness? I don’t know. I know that On the Hard is not the preferred place for boats or people.


It is hard to remember untroubled days. We echo the Psalmists words, “My spirit is overwhelmed within me: My heart within me is distressed.” (Psalm 143:4)

We long for past joys. (Psalm 143:5)

We thirst for peace. (Psalm 143:6)

We wait. (Psalm 27:14)

While we wait, we trust that this time on the hard is temporary, and that we will find it has been worthwhile. (2 Corinthians 4: 17) We hope the result is to be more seaworthy. Not more worthy, but more able.

We trust a great God who is our Help. He is our Shield. He loves us. (Psalm 77:13, Psalm 59:10)

And we will continue to hope. (Psalm 33:20)


To my friends and family who are experiencing life On the Hard: We are too, and we seek and hope with you. We are praying.

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A Peek Inside My Notebook This Sunday the sermon was on music.  You may not like sermons, but you probably like music. In order to prepare, the speaker, Brady Wolcott, had discussed music with, (who else but?) the Music Minister. From what I heard it was a discussion I would have gladly sat in on. Here is a quote from their discussion:

Music can express truths about God that words alone cannot express. ~ Matt Sikes

A homily on spirituality and music could only bring to my mind, and hand, other modalities that also work to speak for us when words fail.  Art, as well, can express things that words cannot. 

I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for. ~ Georgia O'Keefe

Pictures of WordsNotes Taken While Listening to Words About Music

I am not very good at sitting still so as I take in information my hands are usually busy listening. Yes, my ears take in the sounds waves. I have taught enough science classes to understand the mechanics, but for me, listening is easier with a pencil in hand. Sometimes I take real notes. Sometimes I only draw. Sometimes it's a combination. For many years I took proper notes. Then I started taking notes the way it worked for me, but I cautiously hid what I was doing. (By the way keeping your notebook hidden from all the people around you is a very good exercise in Blind Contour drawing.)

Then I entered my fifties. 

(But that's a subject for a different blog.)

So, because I so enjoyed the thoughtfulness and stretching of Sunday's sermon, I am posting a glimpse of my notes from that sermon. You do not have to agree with how I interpret what I hear. You don' t have to like these pages, but maybe you can take the time to consider that awesome benefits can come from expressing yourself through words, music, and pictures, and that those modalities can be used to bring us closer together in a fractured society. 

ListeningA Congregant Listens to Words About Music




Here is a quote to contemplate, but not just art: art, music, ... and prayer.



Art is our one true global language. It knows no nation, it favors no race, and it acknowledges no class. It speaks to our need to reveal, heal, and transform. It transcends our ordinary lives and lets us imagine what is possible.  - Richard Kamler, artist



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Instagram MCP Photo a Day Challenge I am very pleased to have had my photo chosen as the MCP Photo a Day on Instagram.

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The topic for today, July 2, 2015 was "Red." An incredible sky certainly helped on this shot.

Many thanks to those who choose the feature shots. 

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