Continuing a photographic series in the daily lives of elephants. And playing with the watercolor mode in Photoshop. These elephants are part of the endangered Presidential Elephants of Zimbabwe. Endangered by the very government that decreed them “Presidential.”
A door closes behind me. Another one opens before me. My life: doors and side-doors, opening, closing, rooms I do not recognize, rooms that are familiar. Outdoors, indoors. Locked doors. Doors ajar. Double doors. Doors that squeak. Doors unhinged. Silent doors.
Latch, unlatch. Doors easy to open, doors impossible to shut. Solid doors, hollow doors. Doors that blow open, doors that slam shut.
Big doors. Small doors. Ornate doors, plain ones. Doors that open in. Doors that open out.
Yours is the door upon which I now knock. This day east of you, I would carry west, and lay upon your doorstep: a world without windows, without doors.
A continuing photographic series on the daily lives of elephants. One of the Samburu herd female members. A mother to the calves I posted yesterday. Samburu, Kenya.
A continuing photographic series on the daily lives of elephants. Samburu elephants gain their distinctive color from the reddish mud of the Ewaso Nyiro River and the region’s soil they dust over their bodies. I originally tinkered with this photograph in black and white, but the elephant to the far left disappeared into the background.
Continuing the photographic series on the daily lives of elephants. I’m often amazed at the colors and depth of field on old 35 mm. film. This photograph has such a pastoral feel to it. Kodachrome 400, elephants in the Samburu reserve, Kenya.