Wildfire

I do this thing every once in a while. It’s kind of a therapeutic forget-about-what-is-bothering-me-type-thing. I’ll get to that.

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Sony A7II, FotodioX MD to E adapter, Minolta 50mm f/2.8 ISO 800 1/640, Yashica UV Filter

There’s something about solitude and isolation that is vital to who I am. As much as I enjoy being around people, I value my time alone more. I like to reflect on who I am. Or who I think I am. I don’t know. It’s not like I’m consciously thinking about that, it’s just a realization that comes when I look back on my time in seclusion. Being unattended, uninterrupted, and absent from the influence of others allows me to think on another level. Not like a “look at me on my high-horse” level, but like a “I’m thinking clearly and for myself” level. I see things more for what they are. I think my learning and personal advancement relies on this. All throughout school, elementary through college, my best work was done individually. It’s not that I can’t work in groups—I love working as part of a team, it’s part of being an adult. There is just a significant difference exhibited in the quality of work and the quality of thought produced when it is done on my own. I feel more attached, involved, and committed to projects and concepts. For me to reach my fullest potential in anything, I know that there has to be help along the way, but I have to have a sound understanding of self in order to achieve any kind of success—even in the trivial. Maybe I’m just more introspective than others. I find it hard to grow as a person when there is so much outside perspective. I don’t know how many times in my life my gut has told me to do one thing and those around me do or tell me to do another, so I concede, only for me to later wish I would have followed my gut to begin with. I appreciate the criticism and the advice I am given, it shows that people care, but there have been so many times I have come out on the losing end, at least personally, because I didn’t follow my gut. I hate that. I hate that for so many reasons. It’s such an internal conflict. It’s weakness; I see it as not being strong enough in my personal confidence to do what I want. But conversely, I don’t want to disenchant the people who choose to support me.

That took a turn I didn’t intend for it to take. I’ll cut it off before it burrows.

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Sony A7II, FotodioX MD to E adapter, Minolta 50mm f/2.8 ISO 800 1/640, Yashica UV Filter

Nature. Nature’s neat, right? Let’s talk about that. Nature is so essential to my well-being. I could never live in a big city; even where I live now gets to me sometimes. I love being in the remoteness of wilderness or on some high peak far from everything. However, life doesn’t always allow you the flexibility you want (at least not yet), so you have to compromise. I am fortunate enough to live in a state where beauty is around every corner. Mountains, valleys, canyons, dunes, plains; all for the taking and all so distinctive. My compromise is found in the nearby forests.

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Sony A7II, FotodioX MD to E Adapter, Minolta 50mm f/5.6 ISO 800 1/160, Yashica UV Filter

I often think about the forest. Not necessarily a particular forest, just what a forest is. I know it’s a patch of land with a dense population of trees. I know it’s a resource. I understand its ecological functions. What I’m beginning to understand are the messages the forest offers. Bear with me. John Muir once said “the clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.” I relate to this guy. Not because he #livedauthentic, wore leather boots, and had a canvas backpack, but because he was a man who embraced the intrinsic qualities of the world around him, allowing it to shape his worldview and character. He saw what I am slowly beginning to see in regard to the forest.

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Sony A7II, FotodioX MD to E Adapter, Minolta 50mm f/2.8 ISO 800 1/160, Yashica UV Filter

A forest is a collective of trees, each similar but unique. Some are copies of an original, growing in close quarters, others are more sparse. They begin as saplings; some die off young, others grow tall and old. Some are torn down by their surroundings, either naturally or deliberately. Some are more resilient than others. Some provide shelter, others provide detriment. Re-reading this, it sounds like I am referring to the trees as people and the forest as a population. The metaphor I see is that not of people, but of opportunities. Recently, I’ve spent a great deal of time in retrospect. I have been wondering about my place in the universe and all of the different paths I could be on right now, had I chosen differently. But then I got to thinking about the forest. When forests are burned, they do not go away. Burning does not change the fact that a forest is still a forest. They remain, changed from before, but still present. With wildfire comes new growth as the years advance. That concept hit me and brought so much of my doubt and mistrust into focus.

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Sony A7II, FotodioX MD to E adapter, Minolta 50mm f/2.8 ISO 800 1/640, Yashica UV Filter

 

So back to the first sentence. I do this thing. I walk alone, somewhere secluded, and I just let my mind wander. I think about life, people, nothing. It’s so rare, but it’s so calming to have nothing on my mind. I hear and feel the breeze. I’ll stop and sit sometimes, too, and just look around. It’s such a simple, reviving thing, but sometimes it’s so hard to do. Sometimes I talk things out to myself. I probably look like a lunatic, but it’s what works. It’s repairing.

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Sony A7II, FotodioX MD to E Adpater, Minolta 50mm f/2.8 ISO 800 1/640, Yashica UV Filter

I don’t usually bring my camera with me when I do this because it distracts me from the experience, but on occasion I do. These are photos I took while in Black Forest the other day as all of this ran through my head.

© Jordan Poole Photography

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Jordan

This is a leap. Or a step.

I don’t know what I’m saying. Let’s just call this a move in a direction more expressive and productive than whichever way I was previously heading. That said, I have no idea what to write in this first post, so I’m just going to wing it and let the words flow out and we’ll see how this goes.

I’m Jordan. I was born and raised in the beautiful state of Colorado. While I’ve come close to leaving a few times, I have a hard time seeing myself living anywhere else.

I think I see the world differently than most people my age. It’s alway been that way and is a quality I noticed when I was younger. By that, I don’t mean that I “#livefolk” or whatever people “do” nowadays. I just try not to be a sheep.

Sometimes I do things.

I am happiest in the outdoors where I can bond with the chroma of nature’s frequencies on a plane we are yet to understand. Just kidding, I’m not one of those types, but I have found a large portion of myself in the outdoors. I’m not an adrenaline junkie or anything like that, just someone who appreciates the land for what it is.

Photography has been paramount to who I am. I love being behind a camera and recording a moment in time to share down the road. I’m not neurotic about photography, or one of those people who thinks they’re an expert, I just like taking pictures.

I also like music. Listening to it is great, but I also like songwriting. I’ve played the guitar for something like a decade now, in conjunction with writing lyrics. That is an area I’m more reserved, but easily one I am most emotionally invested in.

Also, I used to draw a lot. I kind of came to a halt on that over the last two years or so—I blame college’s boundless ability to suck all the fun and creativity out of me through pointless busywork, but that’s a rant for another day. Also, there’s always the chance that I’m just a little lazy. Perhaps I’ll get that going again, it was always fun.

So that’s pretty much what I like to do. When I’m not occupied by those things, I’m either sleeping, overthinking, or working. Yep, that’s that.

I can’t eat gluten. Not by choice, but because I have celiac. I’m not one of those. It’s a big part of how I’m remembered and identified by people. I hate talking about it. That’s all I have to say about that.

Well, I think this is a time for brevity. There’s a good chance I’ll open up more as this blog thing progresses. The main purpose of this is to be a creative outlet for me to share my stories and works, to hopefully sell some prints, talk about some equipment, and to ultimately make a more productive use of my time. I get lazy.

No clue when the next post will be, as I’m indecisive and struggle committing to things that I can’t get in trouble for not doing. So I guess the next post will be soon? If you’ve read all of this, then thank you. I’ll try not to disappoint.

© Jordan Poole Photography