Այս լուսանկարիչը նկարում է բնապատկերներ, որոնք ոչ ոք նախկինում չի տեսել

Ամերիկացի լուսանկարիչ Բենջամին Էվերետի կյանքին շատերը կնախանձեն: Նա ճամփորդում է ամբողջ աշխարհով և նկարում է մեր մոլորակի ամենավայրի անկյունները: Նրա լուսանկարներում իրականությունը սահմանակից է գեղարվեստական ընկալմանը:

View this post on Instagram

Holotropic. . A while back on a sunny Sunday, I was stuck inside, injured and immobile, frustrated to say the least. Wondering if oxygen might help the healing, I started breathing, deep and full, and kept breathing that way, for a long while. Much more air than needed. What ended up happening was one of the more unique experiences of consciousness I can remember. Partly because it was so unexpected. At first alarming, then beautiful. Apparently, as I learned years later, it’s a thing. The term Holotropic was coined by psychiatrist Stanislav Grof, and his method, which i’d stumbled into proximity of, was developed in the 1970’s after LSD was made illegal. Humans have been breathing for a while, so I’m guessing he wasn’t the first. . One of the perceptual changes I experienced was feeling, (not really seeing, but sensing) everything as tho made of vibrating particles. Like everything was made of sand, but in motion like the static on an old tv. The varying groups of particles held together by consciousness. I looked at my chair, that stout character, and marveled that I didn’t fall through to the floor. I thanked my cup for holding tea, laughed with the silver physio ball across the room, and cried when conversing with the injured part of my body. Then it was over, and I was laughing again, bemused and wondering what just happened.

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on May 19, 2019 at 2:50pm PDT

View this post on Instagram

The Great Inland Sea. A favorite of mine from the @Hasselblad book project last spring. . It’s a meta-scape of sorts. A landscape about the landscape, patterns repeated, mountains and waves, altered in scale or frozen in form.

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Feb 9, 2019 at 12:53pm PST

View this post on Instagram

My grandpa wrote a book called Functional Neuroanatomy. I’m looking at a copy now, it was published in 1971, is blue and has an illustration of nerves on the cover that looks a bit like a tree. I don’t recommend it as light reading. Every now and then, after meditation, observing the mind and letting thoughts flow by, I think “Hey grandpa, check it out, I’m studying the brain too.” . Earlier this summer. @WestinHapuna #BigIsland #IslandOfHawaii

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Oct 31, 2018 at 6:09pm PDT

View this post on Instagram

Rorschach Test. The thoughts that fly between self and circumstance can be the magicians of reality. I try to remember those floating white gloves are often ones own.

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Sep 19, 2018 at 10:26am PDT

View this post on Instagram

My favorite maps are usually the ones I forgot to bring.

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Dec 17, 2017 at 1:23pm PST

View this post on Instagram

Haiku-ish: Oh North skies, My heart sings with warmth, Wearing three parkas

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Dec 10, 2017 at 6:14pm PST

View this post on Instagram

Amy owns a steakhouse, far from the beaten path in central Idaho. She serves breakfast, and it's a good one. After a silent conversation of winks and nods over our polished plates, she asked where we were headed. "Jackson" was our response, a terse "Tourist Trap" was hers. . I hear you Amy. I might try and say it differently, that it makes sense so many flock to the grandeur of the Tetons. That I wish I could ride a horse over a ridge and discover those incredible peaks, void of campers and tolls and pavement and novelty t-shirts, but that's not the world we live in anymore. . Of course, Amy might glance around her lonesome valley, briefly thatch my thoughts as tenable as tumbleweed, and say "The hell it ain't, you just gotta know where to look."

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Sep 22, 2017 at 1:36pm PDT

View this post on Instagram

Genius Loci: Appearance is just part of the experience. After a long drive, Oregon with a hint of Nevada and a sprig of Utah.

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Sep 9, 2017 at 6:57pm PDT

View this post on Instagram

Out of this glistening cave wall, flowed a full river, 30 feet in width. Not far later it whirlpooled, completely disappearing beneath a churning moraine of rock and ice rubble. . It took us a while to reach this spot, carefully picking our way. Is that surface solid or crumbling and cavernous? At one point I threw a fifty pound boulder onto a slurry of what looked to be passable ice. The rock cashed through and out of view. Nope… not that way. . Glaciers, like some wild animal, have a sense of hidden power. In a flash, beauty becomes tenacity. A shimmering surface hides grinding depths of the unknowable. Certainly that's part of the attraction. Stepping into their living world comes with a slight intake of breath, a holding close of ones own fragility, a part of your lungs that won't exhale until back on solid ground. An acute lesson of preservation… self or otherwise; tread with respect; lightly, and wisely. . Thankfully it was later, away from the glacier, that our only mishap occurred. @chelseakauai bruised her foot while jumping in a stream to shower off. Giving her a piggyback ride to the car, I was grateful she naturally leaves such a light footprint, and that the Mtn exacted such a light toll for our passage.

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Aug 26, 2017 at 12:59pm PDT

View this post on Instagram

Sometimes I'll just lay on the bottom and trip out. It's only because of direct emotional experiences like this, without a camera, that I have some idea what to search for with one. We often receive the most from Nature, when seeking the least.

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Jul 27, 2017 at 4:22pm PDT

View this post on Instagram

In the heart of the Pacific you can still find gateways to enchanted worlds.

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Jul 2, 2017 at 2:44pm PDT

View this post on Instagram

#advertisement For the outdoors, that great place where the floor is fertile, the walls are meant to be climbed, and the ceiling is infinite. For as long as I can remember, it's where all the best magic of life has happened. . Help a new generation cherish natural places by posting a photo of your best outdoor moment by June 30 with the hashtags #BeAnOutsider and #Claritin. For every photo, @ClaritinUSA will make a donation of $5 (up to $50,000) to Boys & Girls Clubs of America @bgca_clubs

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Jun 5, 2017 at 10:12am PDT

View this post on Instagram

So much gratitude for places that keep it all in perspective. . Thanks to the talented @michaelbonocore for the inspiration behind this shot. Cheers to @moonmountainman for the good times.

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Nov 10, 2016 at 11:47am PST

View this post on Instagram

This road points directly at Mt Drum for about 20 miles. Although it makes for a trendy Instagram setup, I imagine the original travelers of this land were incredibly grateful for the navigational landmark. Boreal forest stretches like an unchanging ocean in all directions.

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Feb 28, 2016 at 4:50pm PST

View this post on Instagram

These caves have been a second home to me here on Kauai. The Sharks like it over there, the turtles like the nooks over here. Visits are part of my no surf – mellow day routine. Freediving with @jillyfish831 and a camera for the first time brought unexpected adventure. Between the current that day, pressure equalization, camera operation and trying to keep up with Jilly, who truly is a fish, I was left a little breathless. Apparently lugging around a water housings changes your breath hold… An important side note while in a cave.

A post shared by Benjamin Everett (@bejamin) on Dec 29, 2015 at 9:44am PST