October 25, 2014: Big Sur with Julie 

All images copyright Casondra Sobieralski

I was going to completely scrap all but 2 of my Big Sur photos from this year.  They all seemed so terrible.  "How can I go to one of the most beautiful,  e x p a n s i v e  places on Earth and take such crappy pictures? How can I go to a place so full of super special memories of joy and growth and take such sharp, jagged, tense, trapped-feeling, sad images?" I wondered. 

But then I thought about how terrible I FELT that day.  And I started to see how I felt INSIDE was really coming through in my pictures.  

So maybe, just maybe, instead of creating beautiful images, I actually created Art that day.  Like, self expression despite my Self. 

As an experiment, I offer these "terrible photographs" up for you to decide, and I added some titles to shade them.  

When Condors Are Out, the Condors Like It Here  [the EMI Records House]

This is Not a Condor

The Edge of Something 

Poke

Crash

Pointy

Dividing Line

Sharp

An Angel Once Stood Here

Where Did the Key Go?

Condor Rock Protected a Treasure, 15-32-45

Good Night Condor

The End, Rest in Peace