Jerome Lock - Up

so .... I was fortunate enough to get juried into my first venture in an art gallery exhibition. I attended the opening night reception with a friend, and discretely observed people looking at, and discussing my works. It was a very new experience for me, almost out of body type experience, to see strangers interested in my work. I didn't win any awards, but I was extremely ecstatic when three weeks later, I went back to the gallery to pick up my pieces at the end of the exhibiton, and found that one of them (this one shown) had actually sold ! This feeling of being acknowledged and appreciated, I think, can become very addictive. I can't wait for the next one. Now begins the search for more opportunities.

Return to Fay Canyon

it's only been a week since my last visit, but there is something warm and inviting in this canyon. This time, I brought friends and family to share the sights and sounds. It was mid-day and the colors were vivid. Of course, there were many more other visitors, but they seemed to be as respectful of the space as we were, and all were smiling.

When we reached the end of the canyon that I had reached before, I had to turn around and take in the view once again. With all the colors, the scene was very awake and simply took our breath away.

greetings .....

the purpose of this site is to share images, thoughts, ideas, feelings ..... and evoke responses to those images. one of my impressions of landscape photographers is that they tend to attempt to awe the viewer with majestic panoramas of places the viewer may or may not have visited, but at least has some familiarity with. I, on the other hand, strive to suggest a sense of intimacy between the viewer and the subject of the image. many times the image will be one that the viewer has passed by often but perhaps has not looked at it in a manner that I may present. the intimacy begins with that familiarity.

this image began with a quiet walk by myself up Fay Canyon in Sedona, 6 a.m., Easter morning. all was quiet except for a few birds and the breeze in the trees. it was my first visit to this canyon, and was quickly enveloped within ... losing all sense of time, place, purpose .... simply being. after awhile, I reached not the end, but for that morning, for me, the end ... I climbed up this rock face and finally turned around to view the morning arrival. this image is that view, as I turned around and saw the sunlight waking the giants of Sedona. I no longer felt alone ...........