I am, at best, a hobbyist when it comes to photography.
No. Even that label sounds too grand.
I am nothing more than a snapper.
A friend once told me I had a sculptor's eye for photography. He didn't intend it to be a compliment.
But it is a fair rap. I have very little knowledge of how my camera works -- or how to get the best out of it.
And my choice of subjects is often -- to be kind -- touristy. A bathetic Thomas Kinkade.
Now and then I run across something that simply strikes my fancy. Like last week's pig. I find joy in contrasts.
Late last week I drove up to the mirador in Melaque. The high point at the west end of our beach.
There is a panoramic view of the bay and the sea. For some reason, the contrasting combination of the ocean and the cactus on the cliffs that form the margin between land and water struck me as amusing.
Maybe the shapes. The textures. The foundational plant and the ever-changing tide. I don't know exactly what it was.
But I decided to share them with you -- and let you draw your own conclusions.
From your snapper.
