Journaling in Olbrich Courtyard

Olbrich Courtyard

https://dentaris-sa.com/2024/05/13/jzz87vn Olbrich Courtyard © 2011 Bo Mackison

https://yplocal.us/qvuo6pi5 Journal Notes, written while eating lunch, at the Olbrich Botanical Gardens, taking a mid morning break from another garden photo shoot:

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get link I feel like the photographer’s equivalent of a bag lady, come to take root in this shaded courtyard. Fountain trickling nearby, people trickling in and out as they discover this hidden resting space. I unpacked my pockets. Lots of pockets. Tossed on my table — lens cap, lens brush, lens cloth, phone, notebook, pen, floppy hat. Peach wrapped in paper towels, a bottle of Vitamin Water, string cheese. Sunglasses.

https://pkuatm.org/2024/05/13/7e8uwu48h6 I do not like to wear sunglasses. I bring them from habit. Mostly, they occupy my hands, I never have them on long enough to protect my eyes. I remove my sunglasses constantly — so I can see a flower, see a path, see a shot — clearly, not through a polarized layer of dark. I hook them onto the neck of my shirt, then forget them ’til they fall and need retrieval or until the sun glare makes me squint. I do like to play with my sunglasses. I spin them by one arm – whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, like an off-balance Ferris wheel. I take them off and put them on a hundred times. No, I do not like to wear sunglasses — I cannot see when I wear them.

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https://aaerj.org.br/2024/05/13/lpxbkr0r I imagine how I appear, though it’s doubtful anyone else notices “the photographer.” This woman in her 50s, a frequent visitor, always has her camera gear, spends hours walking around, examining everything closely, taking photos, lots of photos. She dresses mostly in black three seasons a year. (Summer requires casual clothes, lighter and cooler colors.) Today she wears a big black floppy hat, looks like the ones worn by movie stars in the 50s.

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https://annmorrislighting.com/gx00urw8my Bo Mackison is a photographer and the owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. Gardening, photographing gardens, writing in her journal. Enjoying a few week break before autumn art fairs begin.

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Green Light Macro

Green Fan

https://aguasamazonicas.org/rfhxz1e1ww                       Green Light Macro  © 2011 Bo Mackison

follow From within or from behind, a light shines through us upon things and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all.  ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Photography is art using light as its medium. Without light, there would be no photographs. I was quite awe-struck by the beauty of the light in the many greens – highlighted in the low angled sunlight. So many shades in one green leaf, interspersed lights and shadows.

One should sit quietly and look at a garden. What you see depends on what you bring to it.  ~ Sobin Yameda

Composition can be rooted in contrasts: light and dark, bright and shadowy, straight and curved, diagonal and circular, near and far.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.  ~ Rachel Carsen

Focusing on the beauty I find in the gardens has become a life-enhancing gift.  How can one’s spirits not soar, one’s mood not lift, surrounded by the many colors, textures, the sensory experiences that make one feel fully alive.
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Bo Mackison is a photographer and the owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC.

Late Bloomer

So Soft, Magnolia

Softly Pink, Magnolia © 2011 Bo Mackison

The magnolias are past their prime, many of the flowers have wilted and fallen to the ground. Here is one of the late bloomers still on the tree. Photographed at the Olbrich Botanical Garden in Madison Wisconsin.

Just proves you don’t have to bloom first to be fantastic!

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Bo Mackison is a photographer and the owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She is posting sunny photos on a cloudy day, and adding virtual sunshine to her afternoon.

Sitting on a Blue Bench Amidst Powder Puff Magnolias

"Powder Puff" Loebner Magnolia, Olbrich Botanical Gardens in Madison, Wisconsin II

“Powder Puff” Magnolia © 2011 Bo Mackison

Ask yourself, “Why am I seeing and feeling this? How am I growing? What am I learning?” Remember, every coincidence is potentially meaningful. How high your awareness level is determines how much meaning you get from your world. ~  Ansel Adams

On my visit to the Olbrich Botanical Gardens in Madison early this week, it was a pleasure to see so many of the trees and plants in bloom. I let my imagination soar a bit while I was sitting on a bright blue bench, taking in the blooming beauty of a nearby magnolia tree. (If you follow my blog, you may recall I try to take at least 10 minutes out of each shooting hour to sit and capture the atmosphere in my body and mind, not only with my lens.)

I think it is making me a more aware photographer, perhaps it will eventually make me a better photographer. But today, this quiet time interludes give me many gifts not associated with photography at all.

Perhaps it is a plot, I thought as I sat quietly — a benevolent plot arranged by nature to cheer the many humans who are running around on this planet feeling over-worked, overwhelmed, unfulfilled. Those who are thinking, hopelessly, “I will never reach my goals, I will never find true happiness.”

Perhaps for the last month–this record-breaking cloudy, cool April–nature held back her beauty, anticipating a great unveiling. For it does seem that many of the flowers–whole gardens of flowers–popped open, bloomed, spilled their bright colors, all timed perfectly.

One week it was cloudy, rainy, icy. And then–poof–it was spring.

As I sat on the bright blue bench (of which I have grown very fond–everyone should have a bright blue bench to sit upon) I watched two cardinals darting about the magnolia. I don’t recall ever seeing cardinals interacting in such a way before, but they were swooping into the dense flowers and swooping out again, circling the trees, up and down–like a game of follow the leader or a spontaneous dance. When they stopped to rest on a branch, they began a back and forth chirping contest, louder and louder, calls were startlingly clear, cheerful. I laughed to hear them, it was so spontaneously beautiful.

It was as  if the two cardinals were calling to everyone in the gardens–and there were many of us walking the garden paths. And they were saying,

“Here. Look. Here is this gift for you. Take this experience and hold on to it. Enjoy it now. Enjoy the sun casting colorful shadows on the pink magnolia blossoms. Enjoy the orange tulips nodding into the ir yellow neighbors. Enjoy the fresh air and the cheerful callings of the birds. Be open to the joy of these myriad gifts, take that joy home, and tuck it in your heart. Keep it safe. Then, when the clouds and storms return, pull out this memory, this sunny day feeling of the garden filled with glad tidings of spring, and be thankful.”

 

Glass Ceiling

Glass Ceiling © 2010 Bo Mackison

Glass ceiling. Swirls of sculptured snow.
Blue skies. Bare branches.
Diving, twirling origami birds.

Photographed at Olbrich Botanical Garden, Madison Wisconsin.