It’s hard to believe I am still finding photos from my old photo gallery that I haven’t moved over to my new one. Heck, I started this effort more than 2 years ago. The fact is, the old gallery has become somewhat of a “to-do” list on photographs I want to update and redevelop before publishing them in the new format. That is the ones that survive the culling.
So it was never just a matter of copying files from one place to another, which would have been a lot easier and faster. My old gallery started in the days when a 600px wide image (circa 2004 or earlier) was a decent size for the web. And mobile friendly? Well, let’s just say I don’t think a lot of people were visiting my site on a Motorola Razr. 🙂
In addition, switching galleries to one integrated with Lightroom, from one that wasn’t, made it abundantly clear that I wasn’t as disciplined in keeping all of my keywords, captions, and description blocks up-to-date between my Lightroom catalog and the JPEG files on my website. In what is likely a long, boring story to you good folks amounted to a tar pit I had to cross to convert many photographs.
a sense of place
Anyway, the bonus part of spending time in the tar pit is after cleaning up a bit, I often come across images that I enjoy revisiting. Memories of the past spent exploring new places. And one of those places is the Cuyahoga Valley region of Ohio. Like the Hocking Hills area, this is another region of Ohio that leaves a lot of people surprised that… well, it’s Ohio.
On one hand, this intimate landscape photograph doesn’t literally communicate a lot about the surrounding area like a grand scenic would. But in other ways, it gives a lot of hints. Rivers, waterfalls, and elevation are words that probably don’t come to mind much for someone who has only experienced Ohio along the I-75 corridor or the turnpikes. Yet, those words to me are quite representative for this region of the state if I were to describe it to anyone. The photograph is a reminder to me that little gems are everywhere, and a sense of place can be in the simplest of elements.
The archives do have some gems in them when we look for them. I visited the Hocking Hills once and loved it. A bit sorry I made one trip out there.
I have only been there once Monte, then once to this Chagrin River area near Cleveland. Both are on my to-do list to go back someday.
Isn’t it amazing what we find when we go through our old stuff. Great intimate landscapes. I love Hocking Hills. Been there twice I think. I’ll have to go back once the world becomes normal again. I’m about four hours away from it
I think I am about the same distance from HH. Future photo meetup maybe? Thanks for your comments Howard.
Sure. That would be great.
Beautiful image, Mark. A gem for sure! Very nice. Ohio you say? 🙂
An advantage of “intimate landscapes” is sometimes what they don’t show. I’ve made “intimate landscape” photos where had the camera been turned a few degrees left or right or had a wider lens been used the “magic” would have included a manufacturing plant, trash dump, deserted building, or a busy highway. We sometimes have separate the grain from the chaff.
Yeah I know what you mean. In this case, the entire area is quite nice – especially for Ohio – LOL! Thanks Earl!