Just a heads up

I’ve moved my blog over to a domain that I now own. I did that because now I have more control and can potentially earn revenue off of my blog now. Due to this, this blog will most likely get less attention. My new blog will be more or less identical to this one, with the potential to change in the future. SO if you like my pcitures and still want to see what I’m up to, follow this link here:

http://ericbrown-photography.com/

Thanks to all of you who follow my blog! I’ll do my best to keep new content coming, as well as time-lapse photography in the future.

Sunset

The sunset particularly eye catching tonight.

 

Some catching Up. . .

Well well well….it’s been a while since I’ve been on here! Time for some updating and posting. Since my last post I’ve taken quite a lot of photos, but only a few worth noting, and even fewer to show here. So no drawn out intro today, I’m just gonna get right to the pictures!

 

 

 

 

 

I do acknowledge the theme of smoking present in this set of photos, but trust it was not planned. A random happenstance.

Ray of Sunshine

Here’s a shot I’ve seen for a long time.  It was posted on the back of a building I would often times pass on my way to an undisclosed location.  I had always wanted to capture this image, but was never able to having been previously perpetually unprepared for these types of happenstance encounters.  I now had a camera at the ready, and shot this image while yet again passing by.  Here are two different versions of it.

 

More Graffiti

Here are some more graffiti shots I’ve gotten while cruising around.

The first three pictures were taken in Platteville, CO.  I happened to see them while passing by a corn farm.  I thought it an odd sight to see such an anachronistic thing such as graffiti splayed along an old farm house.  The Final three were taken while driving around Fort Collins, CO.  They were tagged on the back of an Anytime Fitness

 

 

 

My Street At Sunset

I haven’t posted anything in a while so I though this would be a great picture to kick things back into gear with.  It’s a picture I took last night of my street at sunset.  I did a little Photoshopping with it and here’s what I ended up with.  I’ll post some more pictures in a day or two but for now this will have to do!

The original

 

More Random Shots

If you didn’t get enough of my random shot before then it’s your lucky day! Here are some more random shots that I’ve taken over the past few months.

 

 

  

Here’s an updated version of Side Mirror, a shot that I uploaded on my last post.

Random Random Random

Here are some pictures I have taken that I haven’t posted on here yet.  They don’t follow any particular theme but were simply random shots that I’ve taken over the past few months.

   

     

 

A Tribute To A Stranger. . .

The other day I was out for a walk on the Coyote Ridge Natural Area; a walking/biking/horse riding area burrowed between Fort Collins and Loveland when traveling on Taft Hill Rd. I have always wanted to walk the entire length of the trail, but have simply not had the interest or capacity to anytime that I embark upon this task. So I walked about halfway and turned around.  On my way back I was met with a peculiar site; a plume of sinister black smoke pouring from a large truck off in the distance. Never being one to forget my camera (at least not these days) I quickly snapped a picture. I snapped another. And another.

   

I snapped a few more before resuming my walk back to my car.  On my way I saw a man on the trail, earbuds implanted into his ears, gazing interested at the now quickly growing smoke cloud. I asked him what had happened. He told me he had heard a loud Boom! and turned to see the site we were now both drawn to like flies. I snapped some more pictures, told the guy to take it easy and walked off.  When I got home I told my parents what I’d seen and the next day my dad told me that  a  22 year old was killed in the crash I had seen.

       

A few days later, literally just two or three days later, I was on my way back home from a long drive through the mountains when I decided to take that very road I had seen the accident on just a few days earlier.  As I approached the area the accident happened, I saw a group of people standing on the side of the road, setting up a one of the road side memorials we have all seen far too many times.   For some reason I couldn’t quite figure out, I felt compelled to pull over, to see the memorial of the life I had seen put to a fiery death. But not when his family was there, that would have been pretty awkward. So instead I stopped by a few days later and took this shot.

Here’s a link to an article about the accident. It’s very succinct.  Click here for the article

I never knew this person. In fact, I never even bothered to check the name on the memorial to see if the name in and of itself would ring any bells of someone I may have known through the grapevine. Perhaps I’ll go back to make a note of it. But what I do know is that I saw the moment this person lost his life, and for that, I feel an obligation to make sure he will not be forgotten.

Farm House

A while a go i took a half hour or so out of my day to take some pictures of a dilapidated farm house down the street from my house.   It was something I’d always wanted to do so I finally got around to it.  I really don’t have much to say about it other than…here it is:

     

             

 

After Sitting on the precipice of the farmhouse, blocked by a Do Not Enter sign and not feeling adventurous to disobey, I noticed an odd sight. Formed  by long periods of water flowing unrestrained down the side of the irrigation canal was the inevitable evidence of the action.; a trail of water marks etched into the side of the concrete embankment resembling an extension of roots from a nearby tree.

After spending a little time with Photoshop and letting my imagination take over I came up with a kind of eerie interpretation of what I had captured.