On a perfect spring morning in the fishing village of Rockport on Cape Ann, Massachusetts, just a few lobster boats are moored in the calm harbor.
In the 1970’s I was a volunteer deckhand, folksinger, and event organizer on sloop Clearwater. This photograph was made during one of many short sails on the Hudson River and New York Harbor.
The rolling pastures of Appleton Farms in Ipswich, MA are a frequent refuge for me when I need to feel at peace. I roam the dusty roads between the old field, camera and tripod in hand. Here in Essex County, MA, not far from my home in the suburbs north of Boston, even the herd of 40 grass-fed dairy cows seem to know that all will be well.
With my camera shielded by an umbrella mounted on a tripod with a “Superclamp”, I grabbed this shot of a pond in Harold Parker State Forest in North Andover, MA.
Cape Ann’s jagged coast and its fishing and sailing heritage, continue to inspire my camera and my soul. Recently, I’ve been exploring boat-building shops, looking for examples of traditional handiwork. Marine architect and boatbuilder Harold Burnham is currently building the pinky schooner Ardelle.
Today for some reason I had an urge to go hiking in the Colorado Rockies again. You can join me…on this short slide show.
Sublime snowshoeing conditions
© Copyright Paul Mozell On the day of the wonderful Blizzard of January 12, 2011 I dug out my all wheel drive car, and hit the partially plowed and nearly empty streets at 6:30 AM. My assignment was to capture the essence of the storm and upload files by 8:00 AM. After photographing a few adventuresome rail commuters at the MBTA station in town, I went immediately to the town green, where I had a strong sense that something photographically interesting would appear. Silly me, I left my snowshoes at home. There were great 3 foot drifts in the windswept park landscape. The wet, sticky snow melted the moment in hit my camera and tripod, and I constantly wiped away the water droplets with a super-absorbant swim towel. I set the exposure compensation on my weather-resistant Nikon D300 for +1.7 stops, knowing that the camera’s meter wanted to underexpose the images in the bright white scene. That brought the histogram over to the right side, just missing being clipped. Some of the exposures appeared as if they had been taken in a driving rain, because I could not keep up with the wiping. But this snap was just perfect, the melting flakes diffused the light in what I deem, were just the right places. You are welcome to agree, or disagree! I also photographed snow-covered playground equipment, snowy earth moving equipment at rest, a great family sledding, and utility workers repairing some downed power lines. What a day.
As the stormy weather of the last week blew out to sea, I had just one day to get up to Vermont and photograph a bridge over the Connecticut River for a client. I was dying to get in some time for foliage photography as well.
When the heirloom tomatoes start coming in at Verrill Farm in Concord, MA, I’m in vegetable heaven. This year’s corn is sweet and firm too, and all the veggies want to be photographed. Support your local farmers… and eat well!