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Dunyasha Zarya Irinushka

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Irinushka0205Mountain goat ewe Mt Evans Colorado   click to enlarge

She arrived suddenly one spring bringing nothing but her fur coat and her pale skinned beauty. She was aloof, always remaining at the edge of the herd, saying nothing and rebuffing all who tried to approach. Grazing alone she would wander the meadows stopping occasionally to select the newest petals of the spring flowers, looking always to the North, watching, searching, waiting, not anxiously, but with a constancy that could be felt. She was a mystery to the herd. They wondered about the mantle of sadness she seemed to wear and speculated quietly amongst themselves about her origins. Who was she ? Why was she here? Who did she wait for?

Some thought that she had come down from the far reaches of the Canadian north, Kootenay, Nahanni or even the Kluane perhaps. Others thought that she left the Russian mountains and followed the Kuskokwim river down until she eventually arrived here. That might account for her look of weariness. Right now it was all speculation however as she wasn’t speaking and maintained her solitude. They’d leave her alone for now. They had their own lives to live and if it was her wish to stay near the herd for whatever comfort she could gain they were willing to allow her to stay. There was time, you can’t stay alone forever.

Sun Catcher

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This Bighorn ewe looks like she couldn’t be happier to be able to lie here and catch some sun. I mean if you had just spent the whole winter up to your udders in snow I bet this would feel pretty good to you too. In the early spring the herds come down from the high country to drink out of the Big Thompson river, lick the highway for minerals and salt, and hang out for most of the day. The stress level is way down, the new grass is here, the rams have settled down after the rut is over and mostly all the ewes have to do right now is wait for the lambs to arrive. And soak up that beautiful spring sunshine. Now if I were a bronze wildlife sculptor, and I was for about 25 years, this image would make a wonderful bronze piece, the angle of the rock she is lying on, her pose in general, the makeup of the surrounding habitat, it’s all perfect. Now if I were doing that piece I’m quite sure it would take me several months of hard labor to finally have a finished work of art, but now in the age of instant gratification all I have to do is push the shutter and print the picture. Art in an instant. Although you as the viewer will always have the final say on whether it is art or something different, I as creator of the work will always have the satisfaction of knowing that I created it, good or bad. I will always love sculpture, but I love being able to create these images even more. My hope is that you enjoy them too.