Seeing Red

Seeing Red - Ferrari
Seeing Red – Ferrari

This time of year I wake up on Saturday thinking about who will make Q3 and how the start will go on Sunday. It is a ritual that I have kept since the day I watched Senna driving a wet track on slicks and passing everyone. Unfortunately not in a Ferrari.

There are many brilliant drivers in the history of F1 but two are at the top of my list. Two very different drivers, Mansell and Senna. Mansell seemed to approach every start with the attitude that he would not be denied the win. He was a perpetual underdog in his own eyes. That made him unpredictable in the paddock and on the track. When he was on the grid you could sense his single minded determination above all else.

Senna was also a passionate man with consummate skills. He was magic. He didn’t just drive a car they bonded to become a single entity. That last race at Imola is still fresh in my mind. Drivers walked away from crashes like that. Not this time. He deserved a better fate.

This year a new formula, new opportunities and an open championship. Could be a good year. Best wishes to all the greats, near greats and journeyman who ply their trade in F1.

Triptych

Fashion always reflects the events of the day re-contextualized from a safe distance. Remember the bikini? The name for minimal swimware started as a reference to nuclear tests on a small Pacific island. Sounds unlikely I know, the world was quite different back in the early sixties. Lately the trends for full beards and headscarves reminds me that fashion is as topical as ever. These images are distinctly Lo-Fi and decidedly unfashionable.

Fallow Season

Winter in the Central Texas Hill Country is mild when compared with more northerly latitudes. Typically we have a light freeze overnight followed by fifty or sixty degree days. Not a hardship by any means. The pace of rural life does slow down in the cool months. The fields are mostly fallow and some of the oak trees shed their leaves. It feels like winter even without the cold.

The cold season, such as it is, presents excellent opportunities for landscape photography. The color palette is more subtle and the bones of the natural world are revealed when foliage withers. It seems the starkness of the winter landscape pushes my photography to a more introspective place. The highly graphic scenes reveal something about the photographer as well as the landscape.