Elk Herd II

Elk Herd II

Elk Herd

Elk Herd

This was the place where my heart began to live again.

This was the place where my heart began to live again.

REVIEW: nathanielatakora Photography | SO TASTE →

My good friend Levi runs a pretty intriguing little blog called So Taste. He took some time to do a review of my photography. Feel free to have a look. And please check out his other articles, or follow his Facebook page. He has some great music reviews that are so taste!

Stops along the BC-5 Hi-way

Jasper

Jasper

Four years ago I started my blog and began to work at the art of photography. I never dreamt I would become so passionate about it. I never dreamt this art could take me around the world or be the catalyst to new friendships. More than that photography has fostered a sense of adventure and wonder that I doubt could have ever surfaced had it not become one of my foremost pursuits. It awakened a desire for me to see and collect light from every corner of my life. It changed how I see everything.
It seems to me that I have become more connected with the permanent things in this life: a bible, a rugged path, a mountain top, folk music and strong words. And though photographs in the grand scheme of things are temporary, they bring a permanence to moments otherwise lost in a cloud of memory. These images serve as anchors, pillars for my story, and they can bring me back to the times that mean the most to me in an instant. They become like forceps, delicately pulling every memory, every detail into the front of my mind, so I can recall them precisely as I should.

Four years ago I started my blog and began to work at the art of photography. I never dreamt I would become so passionate about it. I never dreamt this art could take me around the world or be the catalyst to new friendships. More than that photography has fostered a sense of adventure and wonder that I doubt could have ever surfaced had it not become one of my foremost pursuits. It awakened a desire for me to see and collect light from every corner of my life. It changed how I see everything.

It seems to me that I have become more connected with the permanent things in this life: a bible, a rugged path, a mountain top, folk music and strong words. And though photographs in the grand scheme of things are temporary, they bring a permanence to moments otherwise lost in a cloud of memory. These images serve as anchors, pillars for my story, and they can bring me back to the times that mean the most to me in an instant. They become like forceps, delicately pulling every memory, every detail into the front of my mind, so I can recall them precisely as I should.

Emmalee in Lighthouse Park II

My beautiful and talented girlfriend.

We went out to Lion’s Bay to catch the setting sun and watch the stars come out.

My beautiful and talented girlfriend. We went out to Lion’s Bay to catch the setting sun and watch the stars come out.

My cousin Anna took me on a quick tour of the Sea to Sky hi way a couple days ago. It runs north-west of Vancouver, hugging the coast line. If you’re lucky enough to catch it on a clear day, as we were, you’re able to glimpse lofty mountain peaks on the north side of the wall and the glassy stillness of ocean water trapped in Lion’s Bay southward.

Anna was incredibly resourceful, pointing out every tiny point of interest, even calling out birds and plants by name. I never really grew up being close to my cousins, but it’s interesting how we’ve all developed similar interests and passions. Anna roams this paradise every weekend and I’m anxious to join her in the weeks to come.

Anna

Anna

Had a lovely time hiking with my amazing cousin @arighetti in the Squamish area!

#explorebc #keepitwild #livefolk #liveauthentic #greatnorthcollective #greettheoutdoors #getoutside #scoutforth

Had a lovely time hiking with my amazing cousin @arighetti in the Squamish area!

#explorebc #keepitwild #livefolk #liveauthentic #greatnorthcollective #greettheoutdoors #getoutside #scoutforth

Blessed

Emmalee in Lighthouse Park.
I’ve been sojourning in Vancouver the past couple days. After having a delicious brunch with my close friend Denon I picked Moe up from work and we headed out towards Lion’s Bay together. En route we decided we wanted to see a lighthouse. Lucky for me Emmalee is quite resourceful and managed to steer us in the direction of Lighthouse Park.
Any time I enter a forest in British Columbia I find myself mesmerized by the sheer scale of her trees. I couldn’t help but wander from the path occasionally to touch the thick bark of a living thing that has seen more years than it would ever let on. Nature is all at once beautiful, simple and so intricate. At one point we strayed from the path to gaze on a felled tree that had become a sort of podium for the three tall trees that sprung up at even intervals along it’s trunk.
This little detour revealed another path that we began to follow without much thought. The terrain here is remarkable. Forests end abruptly at oceans edges. There you can glance at the peaks of mountains, jagged and towering, offering the greatest contrasts agains the oceans endless horizon. Our little path lead us out to a small inlet on the water that faced North Vancouver. We clamoured from rock to rock until we found ourselves back in the forest and then eventually on the West side of the lighthouse. We sat there and took in a double portion of sunlight, gazing westward at a setting sun and it’s brilliant reflection.

Emmalee in Lighthouse Park.

I’ve been sojourning in Vancouver the past couple days. After having a delicious brunch with my close friend Denon I picked Moe up from work and we headed out towards Lion’s Bay together. En route we decided we wanted to see a lighthouse. Lucky for me Emmalee is quite resourceful and managed to steer us in the direction of Lighthouse Park.

Any time I enter a forest in British Columbia I find myself mesmerized by the sheer scale of her trees. I couldn’t help but wander from the path occasionally to touch the thick bark of a living thing that has seen more years than it would ever let on. Nature is all at once beautiful, simple and so intricate. At one point we strayed from the path to gaze on a felled tree that had become a sort of podium for the three tall trees that sprung up at even intervals along it’s trunk.

This little detour revealed another path that we began to follow without much thought. The terrain here is remarkable. Forests end abruptly at oceans edges. There you can glance at the peaks of mountains, jagged and towering, offering the greatest contrasts agains the oceans endless horizon. Our little path lead us out to a small inlet on the water that faced North Vancouver. We clamoured from rock to rock until we found ourselves back in the forest and then eventually on the West side of the lighthouse. We sat there and took in a double portion of sunlight, gazing westward at a setting sun and it’s brilliant reflection.

Had so much fun jumping from rock to rock at Lighthouse Park with Emmalee yesterday. I am blessed.