about FALL time.
The cooling crisp air, bright vibrant colors. The change in season is good.
The focus of this project was to capture that feeling through imagery; specifically, 35mm film 🎞️.
The vibrant reds pair well against the warm orange. The frame feels balanced. The tree’s bark, with its rigid texture, leads you up toward the leafs.
The sound of water clanked against the rocks in the distance, leafs lined a narrow channel and occasionally washed away trickling down stream. We went a bit further and the forest opened a bit where the falls appeared; below was a small pool of refreshing and very cold water.
A natural bridge.
From below.
AI is all the rage now days.
I decided to give it a try.
I asked it to write a poem about fall.
The maple's gown, a blazing red, As if the sun in them is spread. Oak leaves whisper tales of bronze, In rustling winds, their song responds.
Birch trees dress in shades of gold, Their leaves a story, yet untold. A symphony of colors play, In autumn's grace, throughout the day.
The forest wears its vibrant cloak, Each leaf a poem that Autumn spoke. A palette rich, a masterpiece, Nature's art, it does not cease.
With every gust, they gently sway, In graceful arcs, they drift away. The ground adorned in splendor lies, A tapestry beneath the skies.
As Fall unfolds its vivid show, The colors blend, they come and go. In every leaf, a story weaves, A fleeting beauty that Fall retrieves.
So let us cherish, and behold, The magic that these leaves unfold. For in their hues, a lesson gleams, Embrace change, like autumn streams.
Fall time.