Columcille

Well, it's September, and we've been incredibly busy with moving back to New York, starting my job and Ryan's school back up, and resettling into everything again. Shortly after unpacking and sorting, we traipsed over to Nazareth, PA to visit Ryan's aunt and uncle. I wanted to start off my photos back in the states with a bang, and this trip was perfect. The countryside is so gorgeous and refreshing after even just a week in Manhattan, and we were able to explore to our heart's content.

While researching nearby points of interest I stumbled upon the most interesting sounding place- Columcille Monolith Park. Back in the day a dude visited Ireland and was struck by the pagan stones. He came home and had dreams the stones in Pennsylvania were begging him to set them up and shape them spiritual formations. So he made this park, and extended an invitation for all lost spirits without a resting place to dwell here, with all the stones. It was such a cool place to visit- I had no idea there was anything like this in America.



After reading about the park my interest was piqued to a max and I was itching to get out there and explore this little world, and hopefully photograph it in a way that could communicate it's strangeness, peace, and subtle ominousness. I had a pretty clear idea of how I wanted these photos to turn out, and the haunting stillness I wanted them to exude, but I had a hard time communicating to Ryan exactly what I had in my head and what I meant. We had to take a few before things were turning out more to my idealized ineffable imaginings, and poor Ryan had to put up with taking the 'same photo' about a dozen times. Bless him- I couldn't have lugged our huge tripod around the park by myself and gotten the same shots- especially since it was a park, and there were other people. Thanks Ryan!