Coneflower Seedhead

Coneflower Seedhead

Coneflower Seedhead © 2011 Bo Mackison

The creative process, like a spiritual journey, is intuitive, non-linear and experiential. It points us toward our essential nature, which is a reflection of the boundless creativity of the universe. ~ John Daido Loori, from The Zen of Creativity

Though there were many years in my life when I seldom saw a sunrise, I seem to be making up for all those lost sunrises because I try not to miss the day’s beginning if the weather cooperates. I can think of no better way to begin each day by waking in darkness, puttering around the house while pulling on the right layers of clothing, and heading outdoors just as the sky begins to lighten.

Usually I grab my ready-to-go camera which I always set the prior evening for early morning photos. I participate in a nightly ritual by preparing my camera and gear for the next day — clean the lenses and filters, check the battery and memory card, format the camera if needed, check the white balance and other settings.

When I take my time in the evening, there are no hurried morning exits while I search menus and spin dials on my camera.

I like to take my mornings slow, wander in the yard, no agenda, no particular photograph in mind, just a time for the awakening sounds of nature and keen observation of what is going on around me.

I recall the first lines in the poem The Waking by T.S. Eliot. I say these lines most mornings while I stand in the leaf covered grass, grounding myself, waiting, watching, a morning prayer of a different sort:

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.

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Bo Mackison is a photographer, owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She also loves the early morning, sunrises, and poetry.

Hard Frost

Hard Frost

Hard Frost © 2011 Bo Mackison

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.  ~ Henry David Thoreau

This morning it was middle-of-the-night dark when I started my day at 6:00 am. I had plenty of time to get ready for the day, make coffee, meditate, and as I finished, I noticed that the eastern sky was getting a faint glow. Gradually just a hint of pink appeared, growing lighter.

I checked the thermometer — 25˚ F. Cold enough for a heavy frost. When there was enough light to see outside, yes indeed, there was a very heavy frost. I waited until the sun peeked over the houses to the east of my backyard before I grabbed my camera and went out to see what I could see.

And what did I see? Frost, lots of frost. Fallen leaves covered with tiny crystals. The garden still had a few flowers, the last ones of the season, covered with a delicate icy coating.

I took enough photographs of frost and leaves for half the photographers in Madison, and then I played in the leaves for a while. No, I didn’t roll in the leaves or jump in a pile of leaves as I did when I was a child. But I did have lots of enthusiasm as I kicked through the deep maple leaves, then watched to see how high they flew. Who knew that kicking piles of leaves was such good aerobic exercise, too!

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Bo Mackison is a photographer, owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. Bo thinks everyone in the northern climes should do leaf kicking as an exercise for the next few weeks. So fun!

October Day

Owen Park

October Day in Owen Park © 2011 Bo Mackison

Nature is a mirror held to our view so we can see the ongoing process of growth, renewal and transformation in our lives.  ~ Mary Ann Brussat

What a show nature put on yesterday. I headed out for a 30 minute walk in Owen Conservation Park on Madison’s far west side, and ended up lingering on the paths for nearly three hours. (Totally tossed my to do list under the desk when I got home!)

Although I usually get questioning looks from hikers, baby back-packed parents, and some of the photographers I meet on the paths, I’ve finally learned that their curiosity and uncertainty about my photo methods have nothing to do with me. It is probably not something they would choose to do, and that’s fine.

When I choose to lie in a thicket of low-growing sumac to see what the view looks like, I do it to satisfy my curiosity, to expand my vision. Often I choose to stay on the ground for a while, not always taking photos, often just taking in the space.

I like to ask myself a question or two. What can I see in a space one square foot? One cubic foot?

Then I look and answer. This can take a surprisingly long time.

People stop and ask what I am looking at. In this friendly Midwestern city, lots of park visitors start lengthy conversations with me, as if we were good friends chatting in a comfy coffee shop. I’ve learned to answer the questions, but not stop shooting. Or looking, if I am at the looking stage. And since I am typically sprawled on the earth, in an awkward position, I don’t get up to talk. It is much too difficult on my reluctant body–those frequent ups and downs–to add unnecessary round trips.

Anyway, my answers are patently uninteresting, though honest.

“What are you looking at?”
“Red leaves, mostly.”
“Is there an animal in there?”
“No. Mostly leaves.”

Photographers who understand why I’m on my back on a bed of damp oak leaves, and why I have barely moved for the last twenty minutes, they don’t ask. They just nod and smile. Maybe they are looking for their own pile of damp leaves. Or maybe not. There are many kinds of photographers and no one way to photograph any subject is ever the only right way. Hopefully most of us shoot what is important to us as individuals, what provides inspiration, what makes us smile, laugh out loud, murmur “Oh, wow!” a dozen times an hour. Some of us even find a bit of soul nourishment while we click our shutters and study our spaces.

The above photograph was not taken lying on the earth. It’s a simple composition showing off Wisconsin’s autumn season, a view to the north, taken near Owen Park’s ponds. With those clouds as a backdrop, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to share this landscape. But I’ll be posting a few of the “Shooting From A Bed of Mucky Leaves” soon.

Enjoy the weekend. Have a look around, a real look. Maybe even choose a tiny piece of the earth, 12 inches square, and give that a close look.

What do you see?

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Bo Mackison is a photographer, owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. Yesterday she spent half the workday outside in the brisk autumn air, so today she has to do yesterday’s and today’s computer work. And the sun is shining! Bummer!

Reflection on Two Branches – A Wedding Poem

Refection as Two Branches Join

Refection, Two Branches  © 2011 Bo Mackison

My family and I traveled to New York for a special occasion this past weekend.

We attended the marriage celebration of my elder daughter, Jeanne, and her partner, Judy.  (Now often described by their joint nickname, JeJu.)

It was a lovely weekend — perfect weather, a meaningful ceremony, indescribably awesome food mostly prepared by JeJu, many heartfelt and touching toasts,  a colorful and so-very-much JeJu-setting for the ceremony and dinner.

It was about as perfect as anyone could hope for.

As mother of the bride, I was in charge of the collaborative poem read during the ceremony.

A quick explanation — I asked everyone who was at the pre-ceremony wine tasting event to fill out an index card on which I had written a few prompting words. These words became the bulk of the celebration poem.

The prompts included:

  • a word or a phrase to describe the ocean or something you might find on a beach (It was a Long Island wedding and we were very close to the ocean and many beaches.)
  •  a word or phrase to describe Jeanne
  •  a word or phrase to describe Judy
  • a word or phrase that describes a healthy, happy relationship

Everyone was really great and filled out the index cards. Then I spent 30 minutes compiling everyone’s words – plus a few of my own – into a wedding poem.

(The words printed in color are words taken directly, or slightly paraphrased, from the cards.)

A COLLABORATIVE POEM OF CELEBRATION

We gather together.

Nearby, the ocean roars,
tides send waves crashing against the breakwaters,
scratched sea glass sparkles on the beach
illuminated with memories of the summer sun.

Moonlight scatters light across the ripples of water.

The beaches expand, recede,
Inhale. Exhale,
rhythmic breathing, the sea on the earth.

We gather to celebrate the marriage of two women,
as they promise to respect each other,
to love each other,
to be there for each other.

We see one woman —
lover of nature and all things natural,
handy with crafts and tools,
baker of scrumptious cakes and pies,
tax guru – extraordinaire.

And another woman —
artistic genius
filled with positive energy,
natural nurturer,
holder of wisdom of the ages,
healer.

We offer to these women gifts to strengthen their lasting relationship –
respect, courage,
trust, a sense of humor,
comradeship, growth,
and the willingness to work together.

Today, we witness Jeanne and Judy
as they express their love for each other
with elation, happiness, exuberance, joy.

We sense their anticipation to walk together on their life journey
encouraging and assisting each other.

We all congratulate you,  JeJu.

p.s. The water is cold.
p.p.s. The water isn’t that cold.

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Bo Mackison is a photographer and the owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She just took a few days off to celebrate her daughter’s wedding. Bo left her camera in the camera bag for most of the wedding festivities, as mothers of the bride do not make good wedding photographers. She did, however, manage to keep her creative muse happy by writing a collaborative wedding poem!

Water Trajectory

Water Trajectory

Water Trajectory © 2011 Bo Mackison

I know not how I may seem to others, but to myself I am but a small child wandering upon the vast shores of knowledge, every now and then finding a small bright pebble to content myself with. ~ Plato

Something as simple as drops of water falling from the edge of a fountain on to colored pebbles can make a fascinating photo. I took my time and played with the shutter speed. Love the way the water is hitting the rocks and splashing up in random trajectories. Cameras can capture the unseen – amazing!

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Bo Mackison is a photographer and the owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. When she was a young teenager she dreamed of being a famous geologist. Now she dreams of being a famous photographer who takes photos of pebbles!