Lumber Mills (1 of 2), or I miss nature.
As usual I came upon these while looking for something entirely different amongst my humble little archives. My first sentiment was that I really miss nature and the damp fortitudes of the Pacific Northwest, my second thought was I should put them up here, b/c even though they’re pictures I’ve since rejected they are nonetheless of places not many people get to see - much like the Dammasche series (here and here).
I’m not in the mood to write much, so the short of it is that these are some pics I took in 2004 as a personal project shooting the lasting steam lumber mills of Oregon. I wandered from the project, but I still wish to go back and photograph the dwindling remnants of the timber industry. It’s the lasting remnants that in my mind symbolize a simpler time and way of life. This is a purely romantic notion - a silly one at that- and I’ve no shame in fostering it. Really, it’s so fictionalized in my mind, stills almost don’t do it justice; it’s the kind of project that warrants doing the director-moving-pictures kind of thing.
My biggest ambition is that these might inspire a daydream in you…

photo: ©Graeme Mitchell, 2004

photo: ©Graeme Mitchell, 2004

photo: ©Graeme Mitchell, 2004

photo: ©Graeme Mitchell, 2004

photo: ©Graeme Mitchell, 2004

photo: ©Graeme Mitchell, 2004

thanks for inviting me along to Yoder, I really, really, enjoyed hanging out and getting to watch you work.
Comment by JW — March 19, 2007 @ 12:34 pm