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Ansel Adams Black And White Photography

Rose And Driftwood- Ansel Adams

     Ansel Adams was a photographyer and environmentalist. He was born in Feburary of 1902 as an only child living in SanFransico, California. Growing up, Adams was exeptionaly smart, (although he may have suffered from dislexia), but was also very shy and often had a hard time fitting in at school. He was never able to succeed at the many other schools he attended, and time to time was even toutored at home. "Ultimately, he managed to earn what he termed a 'legitimizing diploma' from the Mrs. Kate M. Wilkins Private School — perhaps equivalent to having completed the eighth grade." (William A. Turnage) When Adams was twelve, he began to teach himself to play piano and read music. The next twelve years of his life were dedicatd to music, as it became his intended proffesion. "Although he ultimately gave up music for photography, the piano brought substance, discipline, and structure to his frustrating and erratic youth." (William A. Turnage)
     The year 1927 was the most important of Ansel Adams's life, as it was the year he made his first visualized photography: Monolith, the Face of Half Dome. By 1943, Adams published his first book, Camera Craft and in 1935 came another book, Making a Photogrpahy. Not long after he served as a Photographical consultant to Polaroid and Hasselbald. Adams was a busy man. "He endlessly traveled the country in pursuit of both the natural beauty he revered and photographed and the audiences he required" (William A. Turnage)

     I chose the picture by Ansel Adams above becuase I love how he was able to capture the simple beauty of the rose. Even though it isnt in color, you can still get the full effect because of the dramatic contrasts between the rose and the diftwood. It is a beautiful photograph.

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I really liked this photo because of all the different shades of blues and browns. The colors are so vibrant and the fog makes this amazing picture even more intense.

The almost perfect reflection of the snowy white mountains and deep blue sky in this picture is so beautiful. I love how the photographer captured such a peaceful and striking landscape. 

The Incredible Story Of Planet Earth

 

   

     It all began with a muted explosion. A magnificent outburst of bright colors racing through the cold, dark nothingness of space. A fantastic light show to be sure. Tiny specs of sand swiftly beginning to take shape into beautiful elegant pearls. Stars danced through the atmosphere, finally beginning to settle down among the vast blackness. Some would continue to evolve, forming into deeply complex  planets. Thus began a plethora of intensely beautiful galaxies and the foundation of all life. This is how we came to be.   

     I am Earth; one of the great planets that make up the solar system of this galaxy. I'm the third oldest  of my seven siblings: Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Neptune, and Uranus. We dwell here with our little cousin, Pluto and good friend, The Majestic Sun. My favorite thing is to spend time with those that I'm close to. We've been through thick and thin together, and will always by each others axis's. But being so close also has its down-sides. 

   Long ago, I was the victim of a terrible meteor accident, and I haven't been the same since. The catastrophe killed my children and left me in an ice age of depression.  My skies froze. My rivers and streams  frosted over until my fields and savannas were no more.  My pitiful existence left my remaining loved ones in a ruin of freezing despair, identical to erie void of my cousin Pluto. I felt like a failure and just didn't know what to do. How painful it is to helplessly exist as your family bears witness to your trauma. 

     Since then, I have mostly recovered, though I will always live with the pain of my incredible loss. I have gifted  my new children with comfort and fantastic sights. I used my talents and worked to angle myself perfectly so the brilliant sun beams can dance about the vibrant colors of autumn; the fresh scents of spring can wafer about the dewy newborn grasses; and angelical flowers can sway among the still and warm summer days. I have worked extensively to protect my children as best I can. It is my job as mother.  My resources, however, are swiftly depleting because the pursuit of selfish pleasure is all my children have come to know and they will settle for nothing less. They have begun to take me for granted. They have forgotten the sacrifices I have made for them. They no longer  understand the hardships that  come with keeping the air clean and the water pure. 

      Will they recognize my new pain, and this time, come to my rescue?