It has taken me a while to ween off of the safety of the automatic settings, but I am getting there. There is this irrational insecurity that blares through my head – that those who are photographers will see through the fact I don’t know what the hell I am doing and cringe at the photog-faux pas I am committing. The narrative that plays out in ones head can be quite life or death – as I am sure you may have experienced in your life, when you’ve encountered fear and kicked fear straight in the face so you can pursue what you love.
My broken foot has been a great source of learning, growing and inspiration. I am still unable to work either of my jobs, but motivated as hell to explore different ways to cultivate positivity, growth, and expansion into my life. Capturing moments of the world on stage is one way I have been accomplishing this.
In Grande Prairie, we do not have inspirational rocky mountains glazing the skyline. Nor do we have the boundless ocean to capture our attention or a majestic assortment of gems such as melodic waterfalls, wild diversity of agriculture or buildings that showcase the powerful fusing of imagination and art.
But we do have these clouds.
And, let me tell you – they are not ordinary clouds.
They are the type of clouds that can erase your thoughts, make your walking legs begin to soften into cake batter, and erase your extensive vocabulary, as you stare with an open heart and lips that exclaim “wow..!” Every sunset is a chance for atheists and agnostics alike (including myself) to question their beliefs, because only a God could paint Heaven in the sky for all to see like this.
After exploring fun edits to the colors and scenes, I have decided to leave all photographs unedited so you can experience the view as we do.
And perhaps, while you are here, I welcome you to share in the comments section, what piece of hometown beauty devours your attention each and every time.
Love, and respect. -k.p.
Davey H Productions