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Let’s meet up in Beverly Hills

  • March 26, 2018

Wild white horses run through a misty morning marsh in the South of France.

We are excited to announce that Free Reign will make its fine art print premier in spectacular fashion, along with several other pieces from my newest collection featuring the wild white horses of The Camarge in the South of France, at the Beverly Hills Art Show. This exclusive event takes place May 19th & 20th. Find us in booth #130 in the park on Santa Monica between Rodeo & Beverly. More details to come so stay tuned!

Snowpocalypse 2017

  • January 13, 2017

Greetings from Snowpocalypse!!!

I’m sure most of you have seen the crazy weather to hit the Tahoe basin this week in the news…or if your lucky (or unlucky depending on your perspective) you’ve seen it first hand. This shot was taken looking down a little private drive last week on the West shore. We were out and about looking for a place for the pups to have a little snow play and I saw this spot fly by and just had to turn around. We had gotten a few days of what we thought was a major amount of snow. Little did we know it was just a tiny taste of what was yet to come. Incredible amounts of snow have fallen…people are still digging out for days!A snowy walk into oblivion

I lucked out on this shot. It had just stopped snowing and the temperature was climbing. The drive was covered by a tunnel of trees and just beyond the gate there was a clearing. As I got set up the clouds broke for a few short minutes flooding the clearing with an amazing warm light. It was one of those magic moments that gives you chills and you hope you’ve been able to capture the goods to do it justice. And then I got literal chills…

When I shoot in Winter I’m always HOT. I’m out there with the layers and the water proof gear and usually climbing and moving around…I’m always unzipping my coat when I can so I can breathe. I may have a slight claustrophobia issue. Sure enough, just as I took off my hood and unzipped a bit the trees directly above me dropped the majority of their snowy bounty directly on my head. It was complete and total white out and it went straight down my neck and back. After the snow dust had settled I turned around to look at our truck and see Ken crying in hysterical laughter. It was a good day. 🙂

As a sidenote…did you know I have another photography passion? I’m also a pho(dog)rapher! I have a business called DoggieTales Pho(dog)raphy. Actually it’s an extension of my landscape photography as I strive to capture dogs being dogs where they are most at home…the great outdoors. It turns out my two passions, gorgeous landscapes & delightful dogs are quite a complimentary fit. Eagle eyes in the group may have seen the link to DoggieTales on the homepage. If you’d like to see what it’s all about take a click on over! You can also visit DoggieTales on Facebook. Here’s some shots of Raider & Chance at this amazing location to give you a taste of what it’s all about.Best Dog PhotographerBest Dog Photographer

Sending you my Warmest Winter Wishes!

XOXOX ~W

Serenity Road

  • November 20, 2016

Oregon adventure fall leavesOn my recent Oregon adventure we were driving an hour or so to Silver Falls State Park. It was cold and rainy and I was lost in my thoughts and a hot cup of coffee staring out the window as the scenery flashed by. I saw this idyllic driveway and just knew I had to capture it. I yelled Stop! at the driver, who thankfully was my husband Ken. He’s kind of getting used to this sort of thing. I jumped out and started shooting. It almost felt like a movie set because the scene was so perfect. An intense storm, compete with 70 mph winds, had battered the area a week early left a blanket of golden leaves flanking the drive and the always wet climate nurtured a path of moss growing down the center.

I turns out this is the driveway to the Alexeli Vineyard & Winery. Who wouldn’t want to take a drive down this delicious feast for the eyes with the reward of some spectacular wine at the end of the road? Smart.

As I was shooting I had the strange feeling that someone was watching me. I turned to look over my shoulder and was greeted by the friendliest group of alpacas I’ve ever had the good fortune to meet. Apparently there is an alpaca farm next door. This guy was particularly curious about what I was doing in his neck of the woods. I fell for him instantly and wanted to smuggle him in my suitcase but, alas, he grew tired of me quickly. Our love was not meant to be. At least I have this image to remember him by.

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I fell for him instantly and wanted to smuggle him in my suitcase but, alas, he grew tired of me quickly. Our love was not meant to be. At least I have this image to remember him by.

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As you travel out to visit family and friends this Thanksgiving I hope you’ll make some quick stops along the way to enjoy the little things. They make life all the sweeter!

Happy Fall!!

XOXOX

~W

The Contrarian

  • November 4, 2016

Walking through row upon row of precisely placed trees on the farm in the early morning fog was a surreal experience. The enveloping mist closed around me and made for a eerie scene. As I felt the sun began to break through I turned toward the warmth and saw a single tree breaking rank from the perfectly aligned rows, stretching toward the light…a metaphoric reminder to be my own person, true to myself, in a world driving us to conform.A singular poplar tree grows its own way while the rest remain in perfect formation

 

The joy of unexpected discovery.

  • November 3, 2016

In my free time I’m a go with the flow type of girl but when it comes to work I’m a calculated planner. My recent Oregon photography adventure was prompted by the news that an end of an era was coming. For years travelers along Interstate 84 have enjoyed the refreshing scene of row upon row of poplar trees being raised for harvest. It’s become a favorite subject of photographers as well, a vast magical forest in the middle of farmland on the outskirts of the Columbia River Gorge. In January the beloved tree farm was sold to become dairy and potato land. The beautiful trees, as always intended, are being clear cut for harvest but this time will not be replanted. Knowing that this would likely be the last Fall Season to walk amongst these beauties I knew I had to get there to see them for myself. Since this would most likely be my first and last visit I devised a meticulous plan for the shoot. I had a clear vision of what I wanted to capture. Gorgeous gold and red leaves atop stark white trunks in pleasing symmetrical rows, fluttering in the breeze and sparkling in the warm October sun. The morning of the shoot it looked like that was exactly what I was going to get. We made the nearly 3 hour drive out to the farm under the cover of morning darkness. It had been raining for days but this morning was clear, crisp and lovely. Then an interesting development…as we rolled up to the exit we could see for miles but where were the trees? It seemed they may be already gone, replanted with more traditional crops befitting the land. My heart began to sink, yet still I knew they had to be there. To the left, suddenly, out of nowhere there was a low lying bank of fog. It seemed to be alive, creeping and shifting, and as it flowed glimpses of tree tops revealed themselves from the mist. It was 30 minutes to sunrise and as we drove into the grove I knew my plan was out the window. For a fleeting second I felt the tightening squeeze of apprehension as we drove into the enveloping grey haze looking out for our first location, but once I took a look around and immersed myself in the misty magic that surrounded me I was elated. I let go of that pre-planned picture in my mind and as the surrounding scene washed over me. It was a delicious feeling of freedom to just let the grove reveal itself to me. It was not as I had imagined, it was better. I know in my heart that more often than not the best images aren’t planned, they are discovered. You can prepare and organize to your little heart’s content, then put yourself in precisely the right place at precisely the right time and mother nature just decides not to gift you with the right conditions.It’s called getting skunked. But on this morning, as I just let myself go into the haze, she smiled at me. In the distance a lone deer heard me rustling about and stood tentatively to watch me and for a brief, unbelievable moment the fog shifted directly above to reveal a softly filtered beam of light. One fleeting, unexpected, perfect moment.

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Scenes from the Sand Fire up close and personal.

  • July 26, 2016

Sand Fire Santa Clarita Wildfire FirestormWow! What a crazy weekend it’s been around my house. I live in Santa Clarita, home of the infamous Sand Fire that’s been dominating the news as well as the Southern California skyline for the last 5 days. As of this morning at least 18 homes have been destroyed, 37,000 acres burned and tragically 1 life lost. The fire broke out Friday afternoon as I left my home and it was just a little puff of smoke along the freeway. By the time I returned 3 hours later it had exploded and overtaken an entire mountain side. We watched with dreaded anticipation as it approached our neighborhood over the next 2 days, a living, breathing beast consuming everything in its path. By Sunday afternoon it was raining huge chunks of hot ash down on my home. Fire crews swept in by ground and air and we were forced to evacuate. It’s funny when you take a look around your belongings under these types of circumstances…you realize how little the majority of it matters. We grabbed the important stuff. Kids, dogs, computers, pictures and of course camera gear…that’s it. The rest we left, not knowing if we’d have anything to come home to when this was all over.

Sand Fire Santa Clarita Wildfire firestormThis was a surreal experience. It was terrible. It was also exhilarating. In times like this you see the best in people come through. Saturday evening I was picking up a quick dinner and fire crews from Burbank, Pasadena & Glendale departments came in to grab a meal. They must have been exhausted but every one of them had a smile on their face. It was a pretty big group. As they walked through the door all the customers started clapping and gave them a well deserved, rousing ovation. People came up to thank them, shake their hands or give them a pat on the back. One older gentleman told them they were his heroes. Indeed, they are heroes to us all! It was truly moving and I’m not ashamed to admit I was a bit choked up.

SandFire_3Over the next several days I watched these men and women perform extraordinary deeds to save my neighborhood and many others. We stood in a parking lot over looking our block after we were evacuated. Helicopters zoomed low directly over our heads to make precision water drops as flames burned right to the back fences of homes on my street. They knocked down flames that looked to be over 50 feet high! And they saved us. Their efforts and sacrifice put us first, in some cases to their own detriment. Sadly, we learned that 5 of the homes lost belonged to fire fighters. There are no thanks that will ever be enough but we give our sincerest heartfelt thanks anyway.

SandFire_4Today we begin the task of a tremendous clean up and we are grateful for the opportunity, knowing that the fire rages on. Many more families and their homes are still in the danger zone. Our thoughts and our hearts go out to them and we hope that in the coming days they are as fortunate as we have been.

If you would like to learn about how you can help victims of the Sand Fire please click here to contact the Red Cross.

Oh my goodness how time flies!!!

  • May 23, 2016

I haven’t posted here in a year? Shame on me! Whip me with a wet noodle.

It’s amazing how fast a year can go by. It’s also amazing how many things can happen in that year such as…

*Helped to design, build, open and run a gallery.

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*Had an amazing 6 month run in the gallery with 11 of my pieces featured.

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*Adopted a rescue dog. A pit bull. Something I said I would never do and now wish I had done sooner!

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*Developed an overwhelming love for unfortunate doggie souls stuck in shelters.

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*Started a new photography business to help support all those dogs I can’t adopt myself.

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*And most recently got the cover of Tahoe Quarterly’s Best of Tahoe 2016 edition complete with an 8 page featured article inside (written and photographed by yours truly)!

Check it out…

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So my May 23rd resolution is to drop back in here more often to keep you posted on the happenings. I tend to frequent Facebook because that venue allows me to see what you are all up to as well but going forward I will make more of a point to be present here too.

Cheers!

~W

Washed By The Water

  • May 31, 2015

Washed By The Water

 

 

Redemption Day

  • May 19, 2015

Redemption DayBecause it’s Monday I have nothing much to say…so I will let the image do the talking for me.

A New Perspective

  • May 8, 2015

 

It’s official! Hanging out the side of a hard banking, door off heli over the shores of Lake Tahoe is one of the coolest thing’s I’ve ever done. I’m hooked and I can’t wait to get back up in the air. If you know me you know I have a plan for everything and this excursion was no exception. I even put together a power point doc for our pilot complete with example images and itinerary so he wouldn’t be surprised. I must say, Clint from Reno Tahoe Helicopters was the best. He was super patient with my crazy requests. A true pro, he got me exactly where I wanted to go, banking when I asked to allow me to get true vertical angles. In an hour we covered South Shore, The Keys, Emerald Bay, Zephyr Cove, Skunk Harbor, Chimney Beach, Sand Harbor & Hidden Beach, as well as lots of hidden gems along the way. I shot over 1000 frames! Extraordinary!!

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Let me tell you, it was cold and it was windy. I’m just now getting the feeling bak in my finger tips but it was so worth it.

 

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The Upper Truckee river runs through the Truckee marsh and empties to the lake.

 

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Sun bathers bask on the sand on Chimney beach.

 

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A boat ride in paradise.

 

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On the South West shore remains of boat launch tracks are visible below the surface.

 

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Kayakers explore the unique beauty of the east shore.

 

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The clarity of the Tahoe is the best it’s been in years due to the drought. Less runoff means less sediment in the lake.

 

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The channel into Emerald Bay grows perilously shallow.

 

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The Tahoe Keys Marina & Yacht Club.