Comments on: Corn Moon http://guytal.com/wordpress/2009/09/corn-moon/ Photography and the Creative Life Wed, 16 May 2012 23:44:28 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Ann Torrence http://guytal.com/wordpress/2009/09/corn-moon/comment-page-1/#comment-739 Ann Torrence Tue, 15 Sep 2009 13:42:44 +0000 http://guytal.com/wordpress/?p=390#comment-739 In Lois Sherr Dubin's <i>North American Indian Jewelry and Adornment</i>, she uses a circular graphic that relates the names of the moons to the activities and resources for a representative tribe in each region. She says the Lakotas call the fall equinox moon the "Moon of the yellow leaves" and the Coast Chumash of California call it the "month when those that are dry come down." The subarctic Teetl'it Gwich'in call it "when birds fly away." The variations are a good metaphor for the truth that what you bring in your head to the landscape is everything about what pictures you will make while you are there. If you are there, if you are seeing at all. In Lois Sherr Dubin’s North American Indian Jewelry and Adornment, she uses a circular graphic that relates the names of the moons to the activities and resources for a representative tribe in each region. She says the Lakotas call the fall equinox moon the “Moon of the yellow leaves” and the Coast Chumash of California call it the “month when those that are dry come down.” The subarctic Teetl’it Gwich’in call it “when birds fly away.”

The variations are a good metaphor for the truth that what you bring in your head to the landscape is everything about what pictures you will make while you are there. If you are there, if you are seeing at all.

]]> By: Joel Truckenbrod http://guytal.com/wordpress/2009/09/corn-moon/comment-page-1/#comment-723 Joel Truckenbrod Tue, 08 Sep 2009 01:06:25 +0000 http://guytal.com/wordpress/?p=390#comment-723 Evocative image Guy. I watched it rise through the pines this past weekend up near the Canadian border. You certainly captured some of the haunting qualities I felt. Evocative image Guy. I watched it rise through the pines this past weekend up near the Canadian border. You certainly captured some of the haunting qualities I felt.

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