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Monthly Archives: December 2012
In between our second and third children our family moved to New York City for my husband’s undergraduate and graduate Fine Art education. NYC is a fantastic place to live for anyone interested in either fine or performing arts. Time spent with my husband visiting galleries and museums and being totally immersed in the creative realm were some of my favorite activities. They were not, however, without some tension, I must admit. My husband would constantly gravitate towards the paintings and sculpture galleries whereas I’d gravitate towards the photography displays, dragging him begrudgingly behind me. In relation to my photography, one day stands out to me above all others- the day my passion was ignited. I was leaving Prospect Park in Brooklyn with my three children (no, not on the ritzy end!) and we stopped to look at a bed of red tulips that beckoned us. I adore tulips and they were a novelty to me as they did not grow readily in the climate of my childhood. I immediately noticed a tulip that was not only red- it was also half yellow. I had never seen such a thing! My older two children begged me to take a picture. I said no at first because, well, I didn’t want to look like a tourist. ~smile~ But, they were insistent and I finally relented. That photograph, though not perfect nor even composed well, found its way into a frame rather quickly and today hangs in my kitchen. It was at that point that the mundane ritual of recording our family's daily events took a turn towards the passionate. I now recognize it as my defining moment. Continue reading
Haven © Pamela Reynoso 2012A dear friend (78 yo) passed away less than 24 hours before I edited this photo from his second battle with cancer. He was a fabulous friend and always a source of encouragement and hands-on-help when at all possible. When anyone needed help, be it extra hands or getting cargo of any sort from point 'A' to point 'B' in NYC, he and his big red Ford truck were at the ready, even if it required re-arranging his schedule. Everyone learned *very* quickly to never, EVER call his vehicle a 'car' or else they'd be swiftly set straight! :) I think Walt and his trusty truck helped our family move no less than 5 times as well as helping we pedestrians with numerous airport runs and anything requiring a vehicle in day to day life in the big city. Walt was the last person to leave our sides, I think it was at least 10PM, as we were loading up and leaving NYC on our move back to CA. There is a subtle, unseen and inescapable, thread in my life that will forever remind me of Walt, beyond the wonderful, giving person he was. He shared the same birthday as my sister (which also marks the day my dear Mother-In-Law lost her second battle with cancer) and his funeral took place the day before my own birthday (12/10, which is also the day my MIL was first officially diagnosed with cancer). Walt signed every written communication with "In HIS Grip-" and now he rests, ever in His presence. I am certain Walt heard the phrase "Well done!" as a good a faithful servant. I have no doubt the courts of heaven are rejoicing at Walt's presence! We who are left are wiping our tears... and cherishing dear memories. This is titled 'Haven', in remembrance of Walt. The pure white rose is lit perfectly to reflect the true nature of the flower just as Christ's light lit Walt and shone through him and his unceasing acts of love and service towards others.
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Evening Blush ©Pamela Reynoso 2012I walk by the bush on which this rose grew each weekday as I walk my children to and from school. It grows in a narrow strip planter on the edge of the blacktop which provides the background in this image. I had to work a bit to get just the right angle for the shot to show the rose, yet also avoid the red curb at the far edge of the blacktop. My goal was to try and capture not only the beauty of the soft light, but also the delicate, almost whimsical edges of the rose petals with their gentle pink blush. Many of the roses have pink splotches, but this one had an almost imperceptible blushing to it which I drew my eye. Everyday, when the sun begins to set, it reflects off of the row of neutral colored houses that are beside this bush providing a gentle wash of warm, lovely light. I very much enjoy looking for these fleeting moments which floral photography provides. There is a stillness and serenity that draws me into it where I can forget about life's demands and just be....
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