Except as noted, all images copyrighted by and should be attributed to E B Hawley.
I had become many eons ago a traveling literary gnome, inquisitive about places I had and had not visited,
walking the same paths of peoples from the past, through places once grand and still grand,
photographing images that now show me the places about which I still dream . . .

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Another Snow Seems Unusual

My footprints along the road.

The bench and lake taken with the fisheye lens. 

Mallards in the water. 

A fisheye view of a vehicle's tracks on the grass. 


Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Art Up a Post

The Kemp Center for the Arts exhibits "Art on the Green" sculpture garden every year with seven permanent sculptures, and ten different sculptures. Joe Ed Barrington chooses the sculptures that will stand in the gardens. Bill FitzGibbons served as curator of this year's exhibit, viewed until mid-May, 2010. Above, I show "Ghost Riders in the Sky" by Bob Wade, Austin. For more information on the exhibit and the Kemp Center for the Arts, visit http://www.kempcenter.org/

Monday, February 8, 2010

Costa Rica Elects First Woman President


(CNN) -- Costa Rica elected its first female president, as the ruling National Liberation Party claimed a historic victory.
"I want to thank the pioneering women who years ago opened the doors of politics in Costa Rica," Laura Chinchilla said Sunday to flag-waving supporters in the capital, San Jose. "My government will be open to all Costa Ricans of good faith."
Second-place candidate Otton Solis of the Citizen's Action Party had conceded defeat earlier in the evening, as the PLN -- the Spanish acronym for the National Liberation Party party -- forged its way to a nearly 2-to-1 lead.
Polls showed Chinchilla garnering 46.8 percent of the vote, with 84 percent of election sites reporting. Solis had 25.1 percent, while Otto Guevara of the Libertarian Movement had 20.9 percent.
Election day was festive throughout the nation, with video footage showing supporters of the main presidential candidates dressed in their respective campaign colors.
International observers interviewed on CNN affiliate Teletica compared the election scene to a festival.
The festivities included election sites where children could vote in a mock presidential vote. The educational outreach let the children pick their candidate on a digital ballot not unlike the ones the rest of the electorate cast their votes with.
Some 2.8 million Costa Ricans are eligible to vote.
In addition to voting for president, Costa Ricans cast ballots for two vice presidents, 57 Congress members and 495 council members.
The legacy of outgoing President Oscar Arias -- a Nobel laureate who leaves office a popular, if polarizing, leader -- has in many ways shaped the presidential race.
Although he has given Costa Rica a larger role in foreign affairs through his involvement in seeking resolution to the political crisis in Honduras, but his style has rubbed some the wrong way.
After casting his vote Sunday, Arias called the electoral process transparent and trustworthy.
"I would like to thank the Costa Rican people for filling the streets with color," he said.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Fisheye Lens


Walking around in this misty, cold, damp day, I came up close with my very wide angle lens to photograph the asparagus, and the leaper of a black Jaguar. 

Reflection on Puddle

In a puddle on my driveway, altocumulus clouds reflect 
through the Oak, Pecan and Magnolia trees. 

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Kemp Center for the Arts Threw a Beautiful Party Today

I took a panoramic of the exhibit put together by curators Richard Carter and Marsha Dillon. They invited artists who have published their work in the Wichita Falls Literature and Art Review to submit work for this exhibit at the Kemp Center for the Arts. The Kemp Center characteristically hosted a beautiful gathering with great food by Sera Daugherty (my culinary hero). Folks attending the exhibit had the opportunity to remain in the Great Hall to watch "Pandora's Box," a silent film presented by Richard Carter.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Chained to a "Do Not Enter" sign.
This is how this cold weather has made me feel, unable to do much
of what I do throughout normally mild Texan winters; no biking, no
walking in the park or walking in the countryside, no motorcycling,
or flying the Scissortail. I feel doldrums that photography can ameliorate,
even if it's resting an Olympus P/S on the door of my warm car to take the shot.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

For my friend Frances, I set out today with my 50mm lens to capture images that might inspire her to take a picture a day for fifty days with her own 50mm. Here are the results.
My Mr Mallory and I searched for beer to take to Dave and Pat for their "Prior Meeting" this evening. (They call it the prior meeting to the dinner at the Thai restaurant.)






We walked around to find more images for Frances.



I got bug-eyed after a while.

But the challenge of finding images to take with the 50mm felt inspirational to me, and gave me a better appreciation for a remarkable lens. 

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Lake in the City

My Mr Mallory and I did not venture outside too far in the bitter cold temperatures. We drove to Sikes Lake, an inner city limit sanctuary to several species, such as the Great Blue Heron.


Ring-billed Gull.


Hungry at the Feeders

Looking out my back window, I watched some of the birds fly in from the trees. The White-winged Dove above balanced on the small bird feeder, scattering seeds on the ground. 


Female House Finch.


Slate-colored Juncos.


Rufous-sided Towhee, Western Type, scratching for food. 

In addition, I spotted the Yellow-bellied Sapsucker and what looked like an American Goldfinch with its winter plummage. 

Friday, January 29, 2010

Cormorant, Coot, and Shutterbug Clicks

Heavily post processed photograph in the digital darkroom to emphasize colors of the grass, the mallards in flight, and the Wild Bird Rescue Center. 


Several dozen American Coots live near the WBR Center.




A resident cormorant in flight.

Resident Goose in Martin Park





Prickly Pear, Rocks, and Mesquite

Lichen grows on stones at the ranch.

On the branches of the mesquite in the background grow mistletoe plants.

Prickly Pear.

Rock crops.

In a small forest grove I found another nice stand of Prickly Pear cacti.

Interesting stones are everywhere.

My Mr Mallory poses before stones and a view. 

Caterpillar tracks? 

And above us we saw Snow Geese.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

God at Work with a Small Creature -- Me



"Elizabeth,

Jesus invited all to His table, tax collectors, prostitutes, slanderers, adulterers, and hypocrites. Do not deny yourself His blessing, His body and blood, because of indignation or righteousness.
I love you,
Nancy"

I do not feel surprised when I see the Almighty working through my friend, Nancy, and yet, I feel awe, wonderful weirdness, inspiration, and sense an element of mystery whenever she expresses God's work through herself. With no other way (yet) to show my solidarity with Jesus of Nazareth, I will resume communion. I see now, thanks to my friend, that there is no sense in denying myself.

Let Lovely Turn of Phrase Begin

JMHawley Gave Me a Kiss to Build a Dream On

Listen, will you? I think that . . . literature, poetry, music and love make the world go round . . . while mathematics explains things; I fill my life with them, then go walking in snowy woods.
Let us go then, you and I
like two etherized patients floating
through life, together feeling prufrockian.
DDB Jr. makes my world go 'round; during his absence, Pachelbel fills it up.
One summer I sailed across the Atlantic Ocean, then through the Gulf of Finland to reach Saint Petersburg; I pursued Joseph Brodsky in its alley ways. I dream of making that two summers.
I read “Biking to Electra;” found my way in a Jaguar car, and glanced at the flashing steel grasshoppers at sunset. I’ll follow K.O.P.’s footsteps after he followed N.Scott Momaday’s; find warmth and inspiration on a rainy mountain.
Throw chinese coins for the I Ching.
Save the whales, the spotted owl, the woman in toil.
Cast a fly for trout; my memories of fly fishing under the sunny blue Colorado sky remain; I yearn to build more . . . with more trophy Browns.
Listen for the swan’s calls on the Baltic Sea. Feel KKII's joy, his arms spread wide in Yazilikaya.
Good night, Jimmy Durante, where ever you are.