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David Buchholz
To Nancy, Linda, Larry, Ann, Laura, Barbara, Phil, Judy, Bonnie, Stephen, Gail, and any of you who have expressed your appreciation and enjoyment of the photographs I’ve posted, a heartfelt thank you.
Some thirty years ago I thought that I might like to try to make a living photographing landscapes and I had the rare opportunity of being an assistant for Ed Cooper, a prominent American landscape photographer who was, in Ansel Adams’ last interview, one of Adams’ favorite photographers. We set out on a ten day January trip in Ed’s modest RV, down Highway #395, (a north-south highway on the east side of the Sierra Nevada mountains) starting at Lake Tahoe, through Sequoia, past Mount Whitney, the Alabama hills, then down to Death Valley. At Bridgeport the temperature in the morning was -25 degrees, and I took one photograph before my shutter froze. We would shoot every day from sunrise to sunset, not stopping to eat, and at night, while I changed Ed’s film holders (he shot with a bulky 4x5 camera), we dined on trail mix.
The trip was arranged spontaneously, as the night before we left, a huge snowstorm had blanketed parts of the Eastern Sierra that normally sees little snow, so Ed was hopeful that we’d be able to find and capture some unique scenes. We did. A week or so later Ed’s images came back from the lab, and he sorted through them quickly, hardly pausing as he dealt each one into a sales category—calendars, church bulletins, posters, Chamber of Commerce brochures—all the prospective buyers to whom his clerical assistants would send these images, hoping for a sale. “Why aren’t you even looking at them?” I asked, marveling at how quickly he was dismissing these beautiful images. “I know what they look like,” he replied. “The fun was in the doing.”
This is a roundabout way of explaining to Nancy and Linda that I don’t have a book, and really, I don’t think I ever will. The fun for me is in the doing, and once I’ve done it, I’m thinking about the next image. Before the WHHS message forum, I’ve never even shown these images to anyone. (I took the photograph of the butterfly ten years ago, and my wife had never even seen it).
I know that I’ve been dominating the message forum in the past few weeks, and I’m certainly willing to step aside, but honestly, I’ve really enjoyed posting them here, and I’m gratified to see your comments. As I mentioned in my little essay last week I’ve always been somewhat intimidated by the accomplishments of my classmates, and I’m pleased to see that in my own way I can hold my own. Thank you.
This is the one photo I took at -25 degrees...
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