S: My Photobook 2011
FC: My Photobook
1: Contents Introduction I Death Valley National Park 4 Yosemite National Park 12 Southwest 24 Bodie Ghost Town 32 Henry Coe State Park 36 Ethiopia 40 Zanzibar 50 Underwater 58 Misc. 62 Bibliography
2: Lydia Hailu enjoys taking pictures. She started photography in her freshman year in college in 1988. She started with black & white photography and spent countless hours in the darkroom developing and processing the pictures she took. After college, she graduated to a Pentax film camera with 28mm zoom lens. She never really thought about upgrading to a digital camera until 2005. She purchased her very first Pentax digital SLR. What was the motivation you ask? To capture a rare burst of colors softening the stark landscape of Death Valley
3: with clusters of purple, pink and white wildflowers dotting the black basalt mountainsides and great swaths of golden blooms bordering the blinding white salt flats on the valley floor. The winter storms in 2004-2005 dropped 6 inches of rain on this thirsty desert, three times more than usual encouraging wildflower seeds to sprout. This kind of show comes once in a lifetime and Lydia was motivated to capture it all. Lydia never stopped taking pictures. Every chance she gets, any image that comes to light gets captured. It allows her to see the world in a different light.
4: Death Valley
5: Now, no one has ever accused me of being superstitious, or believing in spirits, or other things of a like nature, but when I saw Death Valley for the first time a strange feeling came over me. I felt that I had found what I was looking for.
6: I had heard a great deal about the place and had regarded the name with horror, but now when in plain view of it I felt good...This place so avoided by everybody, whose very name made so many shudder, attracted me.
8: Here you have no rain when all the earth cries for it, or quick downpours called cloud-bursts for violence. A land of lost rivers, with little in it to love; yet a land that once visited must be come back to inevitably.
10: There are hills, rounded, blunt, burned, squeezed up out of chaos, chrome and vermilion painted, aspiring to the snowline.
11: When the sand is deep and fine, the wind is forever at work upon it, blowing it into dunes, changing their shapes, piling them up and tearing them down. It gradually moves them along in its prevailing side for a new summit. The dunes literally roll over.
12: Yosemite | In God's wildness lies the hope of the world - the great fresh unblighted, unredeemed wilderness.
14: Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.
15: Keep close to Nature's heart...and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.
17: The mountains are calling and I must go.
18: I only went out for a walk, and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.
20: The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.
21: In every walk with Nature one receives far more than he seeks.
22: As long as I live, I'll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I'll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche.
23: I'll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can
24: Southwest | New Mexico | Who has seen the women,Heard the the bells or smelled The pinon smoke of Taos, Will never be able to leave
27: Wish I had time for just one more bowl of chili.
28: Antelope Canyon
29: Tse Bighanilini - the place where water runs through rocks. Entering Antelope is like entering a cathedral. | You have to pause before going in, to be in the right frame of mind and to prepare for protection and respect.
30: Canyon de Che, AZ | And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell, and I understood more than I saw; for I was seeing in a sacred manner the shapes of things in the spirit, and the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being.
31: Capitol Reef, UT | Monument Valley, AZ | According to the Native People, the Sacred Space is the space between exhalation and inhalation. To Walk in Balance is to have Heaven (spirituality) and Earth (physicality) in Harmony.
32: Bodie Ghost Town
33: "Goodbye God, I'm going to Bodie"!
36: Henry Coe State Park | I will be the gladdest thing under the sun. I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.
40: Ethiopia | A vast country of remarkable scenic beauty.
42: Vivid contrast in its geographical environment, from fertile plains to scrublands...
43: ...Ethiopia has produced remarkable differences in lifestyles.
44: Many groups of people make their home in this little known land...
46: Lalibela in the living Rock.
50: Zanzibar | In the outreaches of the sky where land is a streak of sand on a sea too blue, too tranquil, too untrue, | meet me there at Zanzibar, where waves kiss the ocean.
52: Bare trees bustle up rustle of life in alleys of wood yellow and gold. meet me there at Zanzibar.
58: The underwater world | From birth, man carries the weight of gravity on his shoulders. He is bolted to earth. But man has only to sink beneath the surface and he is free. | Roantan | Zanzibar
59: St. Eustatius
60: St. Eustatius
62: Misc. Pictures | My most prized picture, taken from my living room through the screen door (2005) | Sometimes I do get to places just when God's ready to have somebody click the shutter.
63: Sunset in St. Eustatius
64: Big Sur - Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park | A true photograph need not be explained, nor can it be contained in words
65: Double face.
66: Eye on the prize. | Fall Colors. Eastern Sierras
67: High on the hill with a...well, lonely baby sheep | You don't take a photograph, you make it
68: Happy foraging pig. Preston Winery - Healdsburg.
69: Contours of vines. Healdsburg
70: It is my intention to present - through the medium of photography - intuitive observations of the natural world which may have meaning to the spectators.
73: There is nothing worse than a brilliant image of a fuzzy concept.
74: St. Eustatius | Big Sur | Mendocino
75: Dead Joshua Tree burning- Death Valley | Mt. Whitney | In wisdom gathered over time I have found that every experience is a form of exploration
76: BIBLIOGRAPHY | Poems in this book borrowed from: Death Valley: Mary Austin (1903)& Death Valley Scotty (1908) Yosemite: John Muir (1838) New Mexico: Kit Carson (1828), Navajo Peoms (1800s) Bodie: Willian S. Bodie (1879) Ethiopia: Richard Pankhurst (1956) Underwater: Jacque Cousteau (1960) Misc. Pictures: Ansel Adams (1940-1984)