Catch Me if You Can

I have finally taken the first few steps toward a goal I’ve secretly held for most of my adult life, but I’ve never had the nerve to truly commit myself to accomplishing.  Thanks to some friends encouraging me and two people in particular leading the way, I have now joined a beginning running group.  We are starting off slowly and working our way up to running a 5k in September.  As a group we run two times a week and we have a schedule of activities to do on our own as well.  My favorite running spot in Buffalo is Hoyt Lake at Delaware park. Here are some Insties I took on my cool down walk after a recent run.

Sydney in the Universe

FullSizeRenderOn my last evening in Sydney I decided to go for a walk after a long and productive day at work. By the time I started out, the sun had just started to set, but the light was still suitable for “Magic Hour” shooting.  I wandered around Darling Harbor and quickly took a few snaps before the light changed and night time began to slowly fall all around.

I decided to head in the direction of the Sydney Opera House next.  This is a walk I’ve taken many times during daylight hours, and even in early evening once during a visit in 2013 when I met colleagues for drinks at Opera Bar.  But something was different this time.

It was about a 40 minute walk to the opera house from my hotel and by the time I approached Circular Quay it was dark.  The walkway by the water leading to the opera house was illuminated by globed street lamps and light pouring from the many restaurants and bars along the way.  When I finally arrived, I was fully in awe.  I really felt like I was at the center of the universe in that moment.  Like so many of the evenings during my time in Australia, I was totally alone, and yet in those few moments, I felt like I was connected to everything.  I took a number of shots before heading back and I’ve compiled a medley of some of the images below to remind me.

The Allure of Wind Turbines – VII

As an artist with a full-time job that I’m also very dedicated to, I have to find ways to stay sharp in my artistic practice.  I call it creative yoga.  Time for getting out and about photographing is not always plentiful.  I usually just photograph wherever I am in my travels, which is how the Newspaper Series came to be.

This little side project centered around a playful searching for wind turbines has been fun.  It reminded me of the days when I was an art student and the only way I could see the world was if I hopped in my car, or my boyfriend’s car and drove off onto the open road.  I’ve seen much of the US that way.  Since moving to Buffalo, I’ve made it a regular practice to drive around WNY during Fall months photographing the fiery landscapes bursting with crimson, orange and gold.  With winter looming and more travel away from the area ahead, I may have to wait until next Fall to pick up from here.  I very much look forward to it.

The Allure of Wind Turbines – I

Recently on a return flight from NYC, using my iPhone, I shot a cluster of wind turbines from the window of the plane as we landed.  I felt a familiar spike or a pull in that moment.  This happens to me a lot.  Creatives know the feeling; that call to go make something.  In my case, it’s often images.

I’m originally from the Midwest and so I’m sometimes surprised by the early arrival of Fall in the Northeast.  It’s been 18 years since I lived in my home town of Omaha, NE.  Since living in Buffalo, it has been a great joy for me to photograph the amazing colors all around Western New York during Fall months.  This Fall, wind turbines have entered my creative space in a new way.  In my adventures searching for them, I have stumbled upon numerous small wonders.

Buffalo Wind Turbines, Molly J. Jarboe

Buffalo Wind Turbines, 9/26/14, Molly Jarboe