New art for my wall

I just ordered a canvas copy of one of my recent photos. I am excited to see the finished product, and even more excited to see it displayed in my home.

Over the years, I have taken thousands of photographs. Many were average to below average, some descent, and a rare few I would classify as good. The one shown above would fall into that later category.

Receiving a gift card recently I put it to good use deciding to print a large 24x36 print of one of my photographs. The decision I wrestled with was a metal print or canvas. Ultimately, because of the cost, I went with canvas.

So why this photograph instead of countless others? Well, simply the feeling and experience I had in taking it.

It was a beautiful fall evening on October 17, 2023. I was out amongst the various farm equipment, listening to the low hum as they passed by. There was a cool breeze blowing, and I was at peace. Out doing what I love.

This shot I took after a combine had passed me, then disappeared into the distance. The air hung heavy with the scent of late summer as I pushed deeper into the cornfield. Towering stalks brushed against my shoulders, their leaves rustling in the cool breeze. Ahead, the sky blazed with color. Streaks of orange, pink, and purple bled into a deep, fiery red on the horizon. I crouched low, the camera a natural extension of my eye, framing the perfect shot: a single path winding through the endless rows of corn, leading the eye straight towards the breathtaking sunset. It was a scene of pure, golden tranquility, a moment captured forever in the digital glow of my lens.

I plan to keep this shot immortalized in my home for the rest of my life. There's magic that happens when I see my photograph transformed from a digital file to a tangible print. Holding it in your hands, the texture of the paper and the richness of the colors come alive in a way a screen just can't replicate. It's a culmination of my creative vision, from capturing the scene to the final artistic touch. It's a piece of my story, ready to be displayed, shared, or simply cherished as a reminder of a photographic journey.

Until next time,

Tim

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