Friday, August 20, 2010

Kayak

SUSPENDED
MUCH AS A DREAM 
ABOVE A SLEEPING CHILD
I LOOK DOWN
UPON PERFECT ROCKS
BENEATH PERFECT WATER
AS LOONS CALL MY ANCIENT SELF
TO WAKENING

Thursday, August 12, 2010

My name is Jerry Freedner and I'm a nature photographer.

I choose the serenity and sanctuary of water, forests and mountains above the cacophony of crowds, the pace of the hurried and the competitiveness of belief systems.

As often as possible I will try to find my personal comfort in nature and be reminded of it time and again through my photographs.

I am afraid now more than ever that this planet, this wonderful and whole organism that nurtures us in every way, is losing that particular strength.  More and more, faster and faster the threats are mounting.  Just how close to the tipping point, the "no going back" point we are, no one can say.

I remember a playground game where I would climb on a see-saw that was already occupied by two kids.  I would stand sideways and I would find the perfect balance point and become the king of up and down by making a move as subtle as the tilting of my head.

The thoughts I have about the intense fragility of our earth occur more profoundly every time I'm out with the camera.  Those of you who spend time photographing nature know how vision sharpens and a quest begins for that unique and beautiful image you will bring back and share in one way or another.  Is it possible your image helped to tilt another head in Earth's favor?

Please be the lens and the eyes and the heart and the soul that become John Muir's, " flake of glass".