"when the shadows are dancing with the scattering sun rays in a melody of illumination flowing all around, you know anything is possible...magic happens, there is just an effervescence about everything, everything is more beautiful, more colorful, more alive in the faint glow of the twilight" ― bodhinku, twilight
this is my newest photographic impression, taken a couple weeks ago on president's day while i was up in the olympic peninsula of washington state...i found this tree while hiking in the forest on a chilly and rainy day close to the town of forks (yes, the same place that is the setting for the famous twilight series of books and movies, and yes, part of the reason for the choice of the name of this image)...
it was a brutal trip for the elements, as it was very wet, cold, rainy, chilling, snowy, icy, and did i say cold? i even got to experience the odd strangeness of snow falling on a beach when i was shooting ruby beach...boy, it was so cold for this southern california boy...and the trip was seemingly so gloomy with photo opps for me, with the weather not cooperating well...but i was out in nature, on an adventure away from people, finding tranquility in the remoteness of quietude, away from san diego's noises, which i badly needed, enjoying myself, regardless of capturing images or being shutout...
but for me, when in doubt of finding inspiring impressions, go into the forest amidst the trees...i love trees...and this tree here was looking so majestic and noble, but so beautiful with the backlit glow of the sun behind it, making the inner glow of the tree even more lovely and regal as the light and shadows danced together around it into my eyes...
"trees cannot move much, but oh my god, they move me so much" ― bodhinku, trees
"keep your spirit up in the branches of the trees, and never look out too far forward, and like the tree, you too will find your own glowing twilight of hope, inspiration, and majesty" ― bodhinku, trees twilight
what you see here is a single frame composition, taken in windless conditions in the rain, using a rainsleeve to keep water off my camera and off my camera filters. i used both gnd and nd filters for this image...nd filters to help oversaturate the colors and enhance the fact that it was so wet all around, plus i used gnd filters to help balance the composition in-camera...and truly this impression would not be possible without the use of my trusty dolica tripod in combination with the progreyusa filters which i use...for this image i chose the new 10-stop 3.0nd progrey antarctica filter (if you have not tried this filter, you must put it on your list!) and the 1.2gnd and .9gnd (inverted position) progrey genesis filters to help balance down the brighter top and bottom of the image and create a natural vignette...
“whoever sees you with the eyes of the heart goes ecstatic, but hundreds of branches from the secret worlds are dropping roses at your feet, why do you cut down the tree of contentment?” ― jalaluddin rumi, bridge to the soul
“at the twilight, a moon appeared in the sky;
then it landed on earth to look at me.
like a hawk stealing a bird at the time of prey;
that moon stole me and rushed back into the sky.
i looked at myself, i did not see me anymore;
for in that moon, my body turned as fine as soul.
the nine spheres disappeared in that moon;
the ship of my existence drowned in that sea.” ― jalaluddin rumi, in the arms of the beloved
"when the shadows dance with the twilight, it makes them glow from within the depths of their darkness, with a radiance that transcends beauty" ― bodhinku, dance with twilight
“fold your wings, go to sleep,
rest, safe you'll be for the day.
glow is nigh
far away is first black,
but it shall seep back
in the twilight hour.
we are home in our tree.
we are owls, we are free.
as we go, this we know
nigh is the glow” ― kathryn lasky, the journey
"a hundred years or more, she's bent her crown
in storm, in sun, in moonsplashed midnight breeze.
surviving all the random vagaries
of this harsh world. a dense-twigged veil drifts down
from crown along her trunk-mourning slow wood
that rustles tattered, in a hint of wind
this january dusk, cloudy, purpling
the ground with sudden shadows.
how she broods...
you speculate...on dark surprise and loss,
alone these many years, despondent, bent,
her bolt-cracked mate transformed to splinters, moss.
though not alone, you feel the sadness of a
twilight breeze. there's never enough love;
the widow nods to you. her branches moan.” ―
“every experience in nature will fill with immediacy. because i love this, i am never bored. beauty constantly wells up like the noise of springwater in my ear. tree limbs rise and fall like ecstatic arms. leaf sounds talk together like poets making fresh metaphors. the green felt cover slips; we get a flash of the mirror underneath. this is now, now is it. your deepest need and desire is satisfied by this moment’s energy here in your hand.” ― jalaluddin rumi, a year with rumi
"awaken. stop the world. slow down everything. shut off the noise. relax. seize this moment. reconnect. feel and sense what surrounds you. listen to all the colors of light that envelope you. see the melody and harmony that floats about unnoticed. taste the solitude of all this wonderment. smell the beautiful silence within your peaceful serenity. then, reach out and touch your faith. this is my world. awaken." ― bodhinku, my world
above all else as always, i hope this message and image find you well.