This is probably going to be a lifelong passion, obsession, fixation, interest…I don’t know what to call it but, I love wood! There, I said it. I believe I will be spending the rest of my life, however, figuring out how to capture what I see so I can share it with you. Most images I take of wood only show a smidgen of what I saw, much like shooting Grand Canyon itself. Most images cannot do it justice.

I think this is my favorite. I saw the face instantly and had to capture it. Crazy, right?

Here’s another face, but one that is harder to see so I got more of a closeup. The eye is on top, much like a cartoon frog. This creature has an upturned nose and a large upper lip. The lower jaw even appears to have a tooth!

This piece of driftwood caught my attention because it was located high on the beach partially buried right next to this nearly sand covered rock. I want to know its story, how did it get there? How high were the flood waters or did someone drag it up?

The lines and curves and texture around this knot were cool.

There are literally millions of little sticks like this on the beaches. Sometimes they are in piles and sometimes solo among the rocks. They are so smooth and have clearly been involved with the river for a while.

It’s not always about the mystery of the driftwood though. Northern Arizona is filled with twisted and knotted trees that are full of character. I spotted this one not three seconds after getting off the boat for lunch one day. I could have spent the rest of the afternoon exploring the beach and wood like this.

Maybe that’s my answer. I just need to take the time to thoroughly explore my next wooden subject and see if I can get to a point where I can share what I truly see.

Happy Shooting!