Almost time for the Opening of Wilds of My Home

This Friday is March 4th! From 5:30 to 7:30, join us a Pine Jog Environmental Center off Summit and Jog (http://www.pinejog.org/ContactUs/directions.aspx)in West Palm Beach. I will have a collection of color and BW work that is both landscapes and conservation work. Since I will not be showing any alligator images, I had to share this one.

Baby Gators Swimming Lessons-Pahokee, Fla   by Sarah Brown

Winter is approaching when the birds return to South Florida

Thought I had moved on from the birds? Nope. Just waiting their return south. Maybe I had thought I had filled my cup with bird photography. When I saw 2 Osprey's fly over my head and a small flock of blue jays go left then right, and ohhh was there a Perigean Falcon, I found myself getting excited. Where were the binos? Who moved them?
I find myself arriving in much the same place as I left with my bird photography. Rest assured, I hope to have generated some progress during the summer months. Truly, I am still dreaming of Gitzo's Ocean tripod-all stainless steel, carbon fiber legs, but first let me rise to my personal challenge. This season I challenge myself to photograph the birds without photographing the bird. Ahhh the directness of Contemplative Photography. I include one of my favorite images from last season of an Osprey eating a large fish. See you out there birdies...

The Office Space Motions

Today is unusually quiet. I am in my "office" before 9am, at the computer doing the motions: emails, checking links, and reading up on the TImes, my favorite blogs, and photo industry trade news. I never make it to the end of my list by the day's end. Trying not to be such a perfectionist, I time line and prioritize. Now, I hope I am not bursting anyone's perception of what a photographer actually does when running a business. Generally, I feel as though duct tape is holding the realm all together for me. Anxiously, I cross words off a list that is piled on top of another list, which I hope has the same words as the list in my hand.

I do get technical and prioritize because otherwise I would be lost between the obnoxious piles of laundry, toys, and emails. How would dinner get made if I wasn't sure to calculate the time to cook, what's on PBS for kids (I am not afraid to say that a little TV gives me a few moments to scurry.), and hitting the print button on the computer. Somedays I wish I could a cross between Curious George and Mary Popins. Heck-throw in some Julie Andrews! Then, I could sing, which only my sister has a talent for not me.

And here I sit going through the motions of scouting out my lists, thinking of marketing ideas, who to network with, finding venues for grant money or juried show, and visualizing how my conservation photography can impact the daily routines of Floridians. I sip my coffee with intent and click on with my morning. In the distance I can hear the Osprey's calling one another, most likely talking about the fishing today. I'd need a pretty long lens to get a great image; so for now, I am just going to listen.