Category: California Coast Series

On my Om 2021-04-22 16:02:42

This post is by Om Malik from On my Om

Walking Among The Giants

A visual journey through Northern California’s Coastal Redwoods and it’s wild coastline.

The world, we are told, was made especially for man — a presumption not supported by all the facts. — John Muir

No matter how much you try, the mind and circumstances tend to conspire in ways to unsettle your soul. And when that happens, you need to find a way to reset, recalibrate and replenish. And for me, that usually means a few days of landscape photography.

Let’s go back and begin at this past Sunday…

Along with two photographer friends, I drove up the 101, so far north, that the highway typically seen carrying the venous blood of urban blight eventually gives way to a beautiful, two-lane road, sinewy and taut, slipping through mountains, valleys, tall trees, vineyards, and orchards. It is as if the world ends and life begins. Seven hours later, I find myself on the border of California and Oregon. 

Crescent City is one of the many small towns on the Pacific Coast. It doesn’t boast of many niceties. It is pockmarked with fast-food restaurants, a handful of motels, and the occasional hotel. The marina, the beach, and the lighthouse are the main attractions. There is a certain unpretentious quality to this town. It looks tranquil, laid back, and even pastoral in places. 

Still, all isn’t alright. Parts of it are very rundown. You can see traces of the same problems that infect most of America. The impacts left (Read more...)

Lone Surfer: the story of one photo.

This post is by Om Malik from On my Om

Leica M10 Monochrome & Leica f2/50 Summicron lens, ISO 160, f4, infinity focus, and 1/4000th of a second

A few weeks back, I visited Bolinas. It was one of those bucolic days that we often take for granted in California. The temperature hovered somewhere between that of a lukewarm cup of mint tea and water from the tap. A bead of sweat would break after a long walk, only to evaporate with the wind that started somewhere in the deep Pacific.

As I made my way along the Bolinas Bay, all I could see was the blue ocean, rendered colorless at times by the bright sun. The sky oscillated between deep blue and near white, depending on how and where you looked. There were surfers everywhere. And more were slowly making their mark on the sand.

It was a perfect day for monochromatic photography. And I had a high-key photo in mind. I was hoping to find a lone surfer who perhaps would make my wish come true and walk into the viewfinder of the Leica M10 Monochrome. One should be careful what one wishes for — a few minutes later, I got the perfect shot: a surfer walking along the edge of the ocean, surfboard in hand, against the blue sky. Distant mountains to the left, ocean beyond, and a faint outline of San Francisco somewhere on the horizon — it is what I had come to capture in the camera.

I like shooting as close to wide-open as (Read more...)