to move up and down
Perspectives
The photographic art of Jason Poturica - www.evophoto.net
Nothing like an evening on the water.
A documentary on my photography and my upcoming Journeys Series.
Into the quiet.
Solace;
comfort at a time of sadness, grief, or disappointment;
First Known Use: 13th century.
Dawn, a reflection of a mirrored world wrapped in the colors we could only dream of.
Kananaskis Alberta.
Just finished this commission for a client. Put in over eight hours transforming the original photographs.
He repeats the lyrics of a song he wrote.
They dance upon your thoughts.
You wander the fields with him.
Anticipating the moments to come.
*joy*
tranquility - a disposition free from stress or emotion
Taken in around Victoria BC, this is my interpretation of the pier pictures we often see. I wanted to add my penchant for color to the mix and see if could capture the feeling of calm that I had while sitting beside the harbour that afternoon.
This photo is one that means a lot to me, it taught me a great lesson.
I was living in a hostel in Tofino on the west coast of Canada, at the time I was still going through a darker period in my life. I remember quite clearly the light that was filtering through the window that morning, it was dull, cold and gray. It was one of those days you just want to curl up and sleep until the sunshine finds you.
I recall struggling to wake up, and fight the feeling that was keeping me bed ridden. For the fast few weeks I think the weather had gotten to me, dragged my spirits down. And now most days I spent under the comfort of the covers asleep, half alive waiting for even a glimmer of sunlight.
On this particular day though something was pulling at me. Telling me to get up. So in spite of all my protests I put my body in motion and turned off my mind. I set off to Tonquin park that afternoon, and as I left the doorway of the hostel I was met with a torrent of rain. I sighed, put my hood up and journeyed onward.
I can still see the reflection of the tree tops in the puddles I splashed through as I made way down towards the shore. I made the turn past the trees to come upon the sandy beach, where the waves relentless crashed and broke over the rocks. Something kept me moving. I traveled along the craggy shoreline, for quite some time, until I crested a rise and before me lay the scene you see now.
On a rain soaked inhospitable day lay the reason for my awakening. Upon the days outset I was sure there was nothing to photograph given the conditions and my mood. Standing before this scene and having the opportunity to capture it showed me that there is always a reason to get up, taught me the lesson to never give up, and the fact that now and always beauty hides in perspectives.
We could all use a little.
Taken at the Spirit Sands in Manitoba. A thunderstorm had just broken up and the sky was an angry sea of rolling clouds. I asked my friend Ian to sit up on a dune for a quick photo, it turned out that quick photo turned into a two hour shoot, doesn’t it always?
