XI. Line

This is the 11th posting in the series, “The Aesthetic Dimensions.” The first, posted January 6, 2019, explains the series and deals with “Abstraction.” To follow it (at no cost), go to davidlsmithcontemplativephotography.com and click “Follow” (bottom right corner of the Home page). The postings will show up in your mailbox on Sunday mornings. To […]

The Fabric of Society

  This cloth  is fraying in places. Threads are broken and holes are appearing. Is it beyond repair? Or is there something I can do to keep it from unraveling further? One of the lessons I learned from Robert Pirsig’s Zen And The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance was that when a system is breaking down, whether […]

The Fabric of Society

  This cloth is fraying in places. What can I do about it? Some threads are broken and holes are appearing. Is it beyond repair? One of the lessons I learned from reading Robert Pirsig’s Zen And The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance was that when a system is breaking down, whether a flag, motorcycle or […]

“Jaguar Sun”

Announcing the publication of Jaguar Sun — my third novel in the series, The Path Of The Jaguar In 1967, the year we were married, Linda took me to San Ignacio, Cayo in Belize where she had taught English for over a year. It had been a profound experience for her. And it was for me. We arrived […]

Night

Night is an ideal time to photograph in black and white because darkness hides all but the upper register of whites on the tonal scale. In any given scene, with only the strongest highlights creating lines and shaded areas, geometries become apparent that are barely noticed in the light of day. This image of a […]

Layering

  Layering is how many things grow organically—from the inside out. Metaphorically, when we want to understand an object, system or process we “peel away” the layers so we can see what’s inside or what’s happening. It’s the basis for analysis, taking things apart to look “under the surface” in order to discover the “underlying […]

Guatemala

Between here and the volcano, in the middle of Lake Atitlan, there is a submerged Maya ruin the size of a small city. One of the many docking areas in Lake Atitlan. Hand-made conoes lining the bank at Lake Atitlan. Laundry day at Lake Atitlan—probably every day for many women. This farmer terraced his hill in order […]