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🪔 #OpenParksNetwork #ClemsonUniversity #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #Stunday #ArtYear #EastCoastKin
#TheBlueRidgeParkway #TheGreatSmokyMountainsNP

🦉"Ninety-nine percent of wisdom is being wise in time"🌙
#TheodoreRoosevelt
parkwaysprojects.bsky.social The Parkways Projects 1934≈2025 @parkwaysprojects.bsky.social · May 10
And...90% of Clemson University's collaboration with the National Park System which is named the Open Parks Network, are Creative Commons or Public Domain.

If you do not see the Creative Commons or the Public Domain marks, contact OPN and they'll help determine if you can use the image. Be Safe 💙🦋
May 11, 2025 at 4:34 AM
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🦉The Celadon Hallows Dragoons #photography #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #BlueSkyArtShow #Lines #ArtYear #EastCoastKin

“The psychotic drowns in the same waters in which the mystic swims with delight.” ≈ Joseph Campbell 🌙
parkwaysprojects.bsky.social The Parkways Projects 1934≈2025 @parkwaysprojects.bsky.social · Feb 25
#Photography #LandscapePhotography #MobilePhotography #TheParkwaysProjects #TomOgburn #ShotoniPhone #Nature

“The Celadon Hallows Dragoons,” 2018 A modern case-hardened concrete standard-issue South Carolina lowcountry bridge, with squatters.

ALTtext ⬇️
I’d stopped to make something of an odd blemish on a newly blacktopped road in the low country swamps of SC. I have a few workups of an up-top scene of the roadbed itself within my prep folders awaiting some thoughts, but Nosferatu comes to mind more often as its ultimate resolution. No kidding. Yes, that Nosferatu. And Jimmy Hoffa's final resting place. What? In South Carolina? You'd be surprised. I’d stopped to make something of an odd blemish on a newly blacktopped road in the low country swamps of SC. Which is what I’d come to borrow for images on that day. As I finished with the blemish I noticed an odd absinthe-colored tinge to the light reflected on the blackwater, underneath the bridge. I wandered down below. Happenstance is often an invitation to old worlds and new encounters if one follows their gut instincts, curiosity and intuition. A brilliant celadon green, which always grabs my attention, has coated the under-structure of a bridge in South Carolina. Time of day was also at play, for the afternoon light was bouncing off the creek, illuminating the strange green element, which had to be either some kind of mold, or possibly a sprayed-on treatment by the state roads commission. The case-hardened concrete, new steel girders and best yet, all the dirt dauber and regular wasps have a real nursery down here. And yes, they were all flying about as I was walking through the brackish water to get some good angles of view, buzzing around me as if I had invaded their Celadon Hallows. For I had done just that. The things we do for Love. And Art, not to mention when the two come in recombinant forms. Ars longa, vita brevis, indeed.
May 10, 2025 at 4:38 PM
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🪰The Celadon Hallows Dragoons #Landscapes #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #Stunday #ArtYear #EastCoastKin #OpenParksNetwork #ClemsonUniversity
#TheBlueRidgeParkway #Photography #Illustration

🦉"Ninety-nine percent of wisdom is being wise in time"🌙
#TheodoreRoosevelt
parkwaysprojects.bsky.social The Parkways Projects 1934≈2025 @parkwaysprojects.bsky.social · Feb 25
#Photography #LandscapePhotography #MobilePhotography #TheParkwaysProjects #TomOgburn #ShotoniPhone #Nature

“The Celadon Hallows Dragoons,” 2018 A modern case-hardened concrete standard-issue South Carolina lowcountry bridge, with squatters.

ALTtext ⬇️
I’d stopped to make something of an odd blemish on a newly blacktopped road in the low country swamps of SC. I have a few workups of an up-top scene of the roadbed itself within my prep folders awaiting some thoughts, but Nosferatu comes to mind more often as its ultimate resolution. No kidding. Yes, that Nosferatu. And Jimmy Hoffa's final resting place. What? In South Carolina? You'd be surprised. I’d stopped to make something of an odd blemish on a newly blacktopped road in the low country swamps of SC. Which is what I’d come to borrow for images on that day. As I finished with the blemish I noticed an odd absinthe-colored tinge to the light reflected on the blackwater, underneath the bridge. I wandered down below. Happenstance is often an invitation to old worlds and new encounters if one follows their gut instincts, curiosity and intuition. A brilliant celadon green, which always grabs my attention, has coated the under-structure of a bridge in South Carolina. Time of day was also at play, for the afternoon light was bouncing off the creek, illuminating the strange green element, which had to be either some kind of mold, or possibly a sprayed-on treatment by the state roads commission. The case-hardened concrete, new steel girders and best yet, all the dirt dauber and regular wasps have a real nursery down here. And yes, they were all flying about as I was walking through the brackish water to get some good angles of view, buzzing around me as if I had invaded their Celadon Hallows. For I had done just that. The things we do for Love. And Art, not to mention when the two come in recombinant forms. Ars longa, vita brevis, indeed.
May 11, 2025 at 4:52 AM
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🍃 Words between the lines of age #Photography #TomOgburn #Landscapes #TheParkwayProjects
#OpenParksNetwork #ClemsonUniversity
#Stunday #ArtYear #EastCoastKin #TheBlueRidgeParkway

🦉"Ninety-nine percent of wisdom is being wise in time"🌙
#TheodoreRoosevelt #Illustration
parkwaysprojects.bsky.social The Parkways Projects 1934≈2025 @parkwaysprojects.bsky.social · May 10
Words between the lines of age #photography #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #BlueSkyArtShow #Lines #ArtYear #EastCoastKin ≈ a nod to Neil Young for the title 🪔

“Myth is much more important and true than history. History is just journalism and you know how reliable that is.” ≈ #JosephCampbell 🌙🦉
A picnic table my family ate at on August 9th 1969, 50 years to the day before this photo was made. It's a 1940 vintage steel tubular legged frame with poplar top & benches. A small leaf, spotted green, yellow & brown on one plank, a red rock from Moab, Utah on another. "Someone & someone were down by the pond Looking for something to plant in the lawn Out in the fields they were turning the soil I'm sitting here hoping this water will boil When I look through the window & out on the road They're bringing me presents & saying hello Singing words, words between the lines of age Words, words between the lines of age If I was a junkman selling you cars Washing your windows & shining your stars Thinking your mind was my own in a dream What would you wonder & how would it seem? Living in castles a bit at a time The king started laughing & talking in rhyme Singing words, words between the lines of age Words, words between the lines of age" ≈ Neil Young From posts I made along the way while tracing the journey my family made in 1969, as Neil Young's star was rising. The trace based on Mom's journals she always kept along the way. The images will be divided into 11 correlated sequences of works, each addressing a different facet of the changes I've observed. There are some very different scenarios up there these days & places, almost haunted, brought forward by the entropy & abandoned areas—once large & resplendent picnic grounds. The thing is, the 5 or 6 interwoven narratives that are still extant, are winnowing away pretty fast along the parkways due to all the funding & infrastructure cuts. These old picnic tables being pushed up out of the earth are just plain eerie, considering the number of instances this is occurring. I finally learned what’s causing it, after drilling down on it for a week or so last year. Permafrost changes. Not like in the arctic of course but still around to enough of a degree to do what it’s doing to memories & concrete up there.
May 11, 2025 at 4:57 AM
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Full Stop #Photography #Landscapes #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #Stunday #ArtYear #EastCoastKin #TheBlueRidgeParkway #TheGreatSmokyMountainsNP

🦉"Ninety-nine percent of wisdom is being wise in time"🌙
#TheodoreRoosevelt #Illustration #OpenParksNetwork
May 11, 2025 at 5:22 AM
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🦉🪔Trail worn by use; burnished in time #photography #nature #landscapes #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #BlueSkyArtShow #Lines #ArtYear #EastCoastKin 🌲

I'll add the original image below in the comment thread.
🧵⬇️4ALT
Black balsam firs are very odd looking trees, because they are ancient, evolving at higher altitudes. A very dense bark, often covered in green moss & lichen create a display of dark needles & bark set off by brilliant electric green moss, yet this image in black & white & toned sepia by me. Archival Librarians working very much in their own high tech universe derived from our own past the incremental moments when those who have come & gone long before us in their race to record a world lost to Time, now being recovered by a very skilled & dedicated team of very creative folk. As soon as I saw this image I noticed first the moss. It looks like it envelopes all of the tree trunks, even the smaller foreground ones. It was then I noticed the curve of the trail, the pitch—then the limbs, all close to each other & the 90º angle as they grow out from the trunk. I'm pretty sure I know where this trail lies. It's likely near the pinnacle of Mount Mitchell just off the main asphalt trail to the observation structure. I'll hike down it again soon & see it I can get a read on which part of that trail it is. The info listed by the NPS assigns it within The Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Mount Mitchell & the Parkway overlap at the place I'm almost certain is this location. In titling this work, I used the NPS title at front, then "burnished in time" to align or pair with another image soon to be worked up & titled in an inverted way. The other clue that's evident here seems to be the work of a motorized chopper or trimmer. Not the slingblades, machetes or bush axes of earlier years, which left a more controlled looking cut—but rather the the mangled cuts so indicative of motorized trimmers. Based on that observation I think this to be no earlier than from the late 1960s; more likely 1985 to 1995. If it is a later photo, then the odds are even better I'm correct on where this original image was made. The mysteries of the Clemson OPN system are just mind-boggling.
May 10, 2025 at 7:33 PM
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🌙 CCC 1933 TVA worker's cabin #photography #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #Landscapes #BlueSkyArtShow #Lines #ArtYear #EastCoastKin #GreatSmokyMountainsStatePark #Nature

🦉"Ninety-nine percent of wisdom is being wise in time." ≈ #TheodoreRoosevelt 💙 ⬇️4ALT
"In a world where vows are worthless. Where making a pledge means nothing. Where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power." ≈ Chuck Palahniuk At Norris Dam State Park in Eastern Tennessee, a number of 1933 CCC built small wooden cabins are in the second cabin vacation area. All of them were relocated to the park years ago from one of the TVA project towns about 20 miles away, thus becoming some of the oldest CCC constructed homes in the state. On this visit (2023, 90 years from the date they were built) I learned that these little cabins are all about to go through major renovations this winter. This was the only one I could see undergoing work on that day, so I made this image through an older window, four-paned like the window here on the left. I'll be stopping by to see if I can visit and photograph the interior renovations this spring, 2025. The original use for these small homes was for housing TVA workers, actual location unknown to me at the moment but I'm guessing they were probably moved from the dam site area workers' camp up the mountain to the State Park, just on the eastern side of the road over the dam. "CCC 1933 TVA worker's cabin," Norris State Park, Tennessee. It's become the norm for me to flatten out and down into the State Parks surrounding my main four subjects. It's also looking more and more like another Parkway is about to be added to my Parkways Project. The Tennessee Foothills Parkway. As for this parkway? It's construction is still happening, in sections, in real time...and, it dates all the way back to the start of the Blue Ridge Parkway. There is a story as to why the origination dates are so aligned to the beginning start dates of the Blue Ridge and Skyline Drive parkways. It has to do with politics, prestige and power. Imagine. That story will be unveiled in my Substack newsletter and blogs, whch I've not quite started myself.
May 10, 2025 at 1:44 PM
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🪔 Heart Pine Shadows #photography #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #Architecture #BlueSkyArtShow #Lines #ArtYear #EastCoastKin #BlueskyPhotography
#PhotographersOfBluesky #shadows

“The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek.”
≈ #JosephCampbell
May 10, 2025 at 2:38 PM
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🍂 Silver Plume in passing#photography #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #Landscapes #BlueSkyArtShow #Lines #ArtYear #EastCoastKin #Aspens #Nature #Colorado
May 10, 2025 at 2:54 PM
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🌿 The Ides of April #Photography #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #Stunday #ArtYear #EastCoastKin

🦉"Ninety-nine percent of wisdom is being wise in time"🌙
#TheodoreRoosevelt #Illustration #Landscapes
parkwaysprojects.bsky.social The Parkways Projects 1934≈2025 @parkwaysprojects.bsky.social · May 9
🦉 The Ides of April #TheParkwaysProjects #photography #TomOgburn #scapes #EastCoastKin #ArtYear

"Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire." ≈ William Butler Yeats 🌙
"Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire." ≈ William Butler Yeats A very Spartan composition of two leaves of different trees, both violently whipped and buffeted by high winds until they detached from their respective limbs to fall beside each other to the asphalt streets of Melrose Heights. A small sprig of deep emerald green weed is tenaciously clinging to the earth inside a crack in the asphalt. The larger leaf is a pale green, the smaller upper one a pale golden brown. Both were run over by tire treads, both thoroughly flattened and pierced by the smaller, sharper rocks embedded by the long-cured tar. Life is hard on the streets.
May 11, 2025 at 5:36 AM
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🪔 Trail worn by use; burnished in time #Landscapes #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #Stunday #ArtYear #EastCoastKin #OpenParksNetwork #ClemsonUniversity
#TheBlueRidgeParkway

🦉"Ninety-nine percent of wisdom is being wise in time"🌙
#TheodoreRoosevelt #Photography #Illustration
parkwaysprojects.bsky.social The Parkways Projects 1934≈2025 @parkwaysprojects.bsky.social · May 10
🦉🪔Trail worn by use; burnished in time #photography #nature #landscapes #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #BlueSkyArtShow #Lines #ArtYear #EastCoastKin 🌲

I'll add the original image below in the comment thread.
🧵⬇️4ALT
Black balsam firs are very odd looking trees, because they are ancient, evolving at higher altitudes. A very dense bark, often covered in green moss & lichen create a display of dark needles & bark set off by brilliant electric green moss, yet this image in black & white & toned sepia by me. Archival Librarians working very much in their own high tech universe derived from our own past the incremental moments when those who have come & gone long before us in their race to record a world lost to Time, now being recovered by a very skilled & dedicated team of very creative folk. As soon as I saw this image I noticed first the moss. It looks like it envelopes all of the tree trunks, even the smaller foreground ones. It was then I noticed the curve of the trail, the pitch—then the limbs, all close to each other & the 90º angle as they grow out from the trunk. I'm pretty sure I know where this trail lies. It's likely near the pinnacle of Mount Mitchell just off the main asphalt trail to the observation structure. I'll hike down it again soon & see it I can get a read on which part of that trail it is. The info listed by the NPS assigns it within The Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Mount Mitchell & the Parkway overlap at the place I'm almost certain is this location. In titling this work, I used the NPS title at front, then "burnished in time" to align or pair with another image soon to be worked up & titled in an inverted way. The other clue that's evident here seems to be the work of a motorized chopper or trimmer. Not the slingblades, machetes or bush axes of earlier years, which left a more controlled looking cut—but rather the the mangled cuts so indicative of motorized trimmers. Based on that observation I think this to be no earlier than from the late 1960s; more likely 1985 to 1995. If it is a later photo, then the odds are even better I'm correct on where this original image was made. The mysteries of the Clemson OPN system are just mind-boggling.
May 11, 2025 at 4:29 AM
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🌙 CCC 1933 TVA worker's cabin #digitalcollage #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #Nature #BlueSkyArtShow #Lines #ArtYear #EastCoastKin

“Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer.” ≈ Joseph Campbell 🦉
parkwaysprojects.bsky.social The Parkways Projects 1934≈2025 @parkwaysprojects.bsky.social · Mar 10
1️⃣“One day Alice came to a fork in the road & saw a Cheshire cat in a tree. ‘Which road do I take?’ she asked. ‘Where do you want to go?’ was his response. ‘I don’t know,’ Alice answered. ‘Then,’ said the cat, ‘it doesn’t matter.” ≈ Lewis Carroll

"Pan's brief spell of Eternity" #DigitalHybrid work🧵⬇️
"Pan's brief eternity" emerged from another work I was making in 2011. It’s a lighter work as tones usually go in my digital images. The colors are largely a duotone composition of a slightly reddish sepia & cream color. To finish off the piece with a little more edge to it, a deep golden ocher is introduced as a large translucent pane over the model’s shoulder & a small rectangle, a reflection from underneath her chin. Pan is very pale & ghostlike & stares at you intently from their only visible eye, the other deep within shadows. Their pupil is heavily dilated, as Pan was known for excess, as well as killing many human trespassers who entered his realm. You’re under the gaze of the trickster god of old, one who existed in almost every mythic pantheon of the gods around the world. They are not amused by your presence but highly intrigued. You’re likely to never see home again, to be lured by this feral creature of mists into an eternity all to brief for the gods but very long and drawn out for humans. By 2023 I’d published more words on this work, which were largely about the method, mode & manner of the art I do inside Photoshop to create my digital composite images. Here’s a few, for there’s a story inside the story of Pan, for all riddlers are such folk. Since 1996, when I started building my first digital collages inside Photoshop by using the more painterly methods of additive/reductive, I started referring to the final images as digital composite builds. I'm also using older photographic methods & techniques. Like Ansel Adams employed long ago. After two decades he’d forgotten his method’s complexities & thanks to not keeping recipes (or losing those he did record) coupled with the advent of chemical changes in modern photography, Ansel never could return to those former methods he’d hoped to recover. The photos he made & developed were (after that time) less dense in tonalities, the blacks less rich & velvety. This made me realize recipes are good.
May 10, 2025 at 2:28 PM
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Words between the lines of age #photography #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #BlueSkyArtShow #Lines #ArtYear #EastCoastKin ≈ a nod to Neil Young for the title 🪔

“Myth is much more important and true than history. History is just journalism and you know how reliable that is.” ≈ #JosephCampbell 🌙🦉
A picnic table my family ate at on August 9th 1969, 50 years to the day before this photo was made. It's a 1940 vintage steel tubular legged frame with poplar top & benches. A small leaf, spotted green, yellow & brown on one plank, a red rock from Moab, Utah on another. "Someone & someone were down by the pond Looking for something to plant in the lawn Out in the fields they were turning the soil I'm sitting here hoping this water will boil When I look through the window & out on the road They're bringing me presents & saying hello Singing words, words between the lines of age Words, words between the lines of age If I was a junkman selling you cars Washing your windows & shining your stars Thinking your mind was my own in a dream What would you wonder & how would it seem? Living in castles a bit at a time The king started laughing & talking in rhyme Singing words, words between the lines of age Words, words between the lines of age" ≈ Neil Young From posts I made along the way while tracing the journey my family made in 1969, as Neil Young's star was rising. The trace based on Mom's journals she always kept along the way. The images will be divided into 11 correlated sequences of works, each addressing a different facet of the changes I've observed. There are some very different scenarios up there these days & places, almost haunted, brought forward by the entropy & abandoned areas—once large & resplendent picnic grounds. The thing is, the 5 or 6 interwoven narratives that are still extant, are winnowing away pretty fast along the parkways due to all the funding & infrastructure cuts. These old picnic tables being pushed up out of the earth are just plain eerie, considering the number of instances this is occurring. I finally learned what’s causing it, after drilling down on it for a week or so last year. Permafrost changes. Not like in the arctic of course but still around to enough of a degree to do what it’s doing to memories & concrete up there.
May 10, 2025 at 4:15 PM
bardicarts.bsky.social
🍂 Silver Plume in passing#photography #TomOgburn #TheParkwayProjects #Photography #Landscapes #Stunday #ArtYear #EastCoastKin #Colorado

🦉"Ninety-nine percent of wisdom is being wise in time"🌙
#TheodoreRoosevelt
May 11, 2025 at 4:13 AM