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Sunday, September 18, 2005
San Luis Pass Sunrise
Copyright 2005 Michael Scott
Sunrise San Luis Pass, Galveston, TX
I find a great peace standing near the water. Perhaps it that I was born under the sign of the fish. I love both sunrises and sunsets. The amazing colors - and they change so quickly - a blink and something is missed. An image can never do justice to what is in the mind's eye, but it does serve as a reminder of what once was.
Sunday, September 04, 2005
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Monday, August 01, 2005
Saturday, June 25, 2005
Sunrise San Luis Pass - Galveston Island
© Michael Scott
Taken during a break while on a photo shoot. I turned and there was this beautiful sunrise The birds flew into the frame as if on cue.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Discarded Tulips
© 2005 Michael Scott
Some discarded tulips I found lying on some ivy in mom's back yard
Monday, June 13, 2005
CG in rocking chair
© 2005 Michael Scott
From a photoset shot of a my very beautiful and very dear friend
Friday, May 13, 2005
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Yellowstone - View across the lake
©2001
What incredibly beautifully country. Photographs cannot do justice to this beautiful part of the world. A really great time in my life, with a truly wonderful woman I let slip from me. I miss you T.
Monday, March 21, 2005
Thursday, March 17, 2005
summer afternoon
©2004 Michael Scott
Taken late one afternoon near the Baptist Church my mother attends in Longview. Waited all day to get the perfect lighting. I was standing in the parking lot of the church, looking into this beautifully tranquil scene.
lake travis
Taken from one of the decks of the Oasis. Simply spectacular sunsets that afternoon. The boat created a dramatic wake as if on cue.
Monday, March 14, 2005
Anna
© 2003
I have always struggled with the composition of this image, but continue to be drawn to it. I can't remember if her arm was rested on a table. Her face is relaxed, her eyes off in thought. A beautiful, elegant woman; a beautiful person.
pumpjack
© 2004
When I was a child 9 or 10, a pumpjack similar to this was a short distance from our home. Back then, being the early sixties, gasoline engines powered the pumps. The steady thump of the exhaust of the slow turning engines became as comforting as a heartbeat. To this day the smell of crude and the steady rhythm of a pumping unit recall vivid memories, and bring restful comfort.
This unit was photographed in that same area. Those were wonderful days - roaming the fields, going to work with my grandfather as he tended the wells, visiting the oil camps.
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Monday, February 14, 2005
beach02
foggy beach in Corpus Christi. It was an incredible experience to stand on the beach, wrapped in the fog, and muted sounds of the wave. The colors were eerie, soft, and stangely comforting.
beach04
picnic on the beach. liked that they were alone on the beach, the soft contrast of sky and beach.
Sunday, February 13, 2005
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