I had forgotten about this picture. Last I thought about it was a couple of years ago when I entered it in a gallery’s call for entry. It placed as honorable mention. The gallery used it for this year’s call for entry. When I saw the social media post, took me a second to remember it was even mine.
We had taken nephews on my wife’s side of the family to Europe as a graduation reward. This ridgeline is part of the Dolomites as seen from Bolzano, captured on the long end of a Lumix 100 – 300, F4 attached to the original E-M5. When I edited the image for submission a couple years ago, it was enhanced by more recent Lightroom capabilities.
We got back from the trip on Sunday and I sat down at my home office desk on Monday morning. It was my birthday. I started working through the mountain of e-mails that accumulates over a two-week absence. My boss called. They were giving me a check letting me go. I was an IP threat. They were about to execute what was referred to as the “Big Merge”. Merging data from a prominent social media network, our warehouse of online ad placement information, with financial records from one of the big card issuers. A tricky thing to do while staying on the legal side of the fence. I had been involved in test runs that involved harnessing insights from less high-profile data sets. In the overall scheme of things, I knew too much and cared too little. The age of big data aggregation was upon us, and Marc knew I hated everything about what was coming down the pike.
Looking back nearly 12 years later. Best day of my life.
I had to tend the garden for two years before my non-compete wore off. During that span I had the time to spend with my mother as she faded into the shadows of dementia. I picked up adjunct teaching again at what is now Indiana University – Indianapolis. I spent a lot of time with my camera, it helped me through. Despite the financial and emotional struggles, after the non-compete was up I decided I wasn’t going back. From there, a year later, I found a full-time faculty lecturer appointment at Butler University. Our lives are different, we can’t just hop on a plane and go somewhere on a whim. I can’t do the things for people (my nephews, for example) like I used to, but I am more content and at peace than at any other time in my life.
I miss Bolzano and the Dolomites. In May and June, there is no place on this planet quite a beautiful. Any time I have a student taking a semester abroad anywhere near there, they hear my stories. I show them the pictures.
Last spring I received an e-mail from an advisee. She had taken a semester in Florence and on the way back home, she and her parents took the time for a bus tour. Her words were excited and she wanted me to see the pictures she attached.
They were of the Dolomites. Inspired by the pictures I had made, Eden had come back to me through the eyes and lens of another.
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When I am not wandering aimlessly with a camera, I am a Lecturer of Economics and Statistics at Butler University.
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If you have only one photo to share of Bolzano, that's a good choice. Those saw tooth mountain peaks are dramatic, and the church steeple in the right puts it all into scale. It is indeed a beautiful part of the world. Italy is loaded with cultural treasures and natural beauty. The food ain't bad either! Endless opportunities for a photographer. I never get tired of visiting that country.
My wife and I hosted a charming exchange student from Bergamo, a nice little town closer to Milan and further from the peaks that you showed. We lived in Santa Cruz, CA at the time and Paola's dream on her U.S. stay was to learn to surf. I told her it was more difficult than it looked, but she assured us that she was a good skier and surfing would be easy. We signed her up for a surf lesson that went from 10am to noon. After the class she stayed out until 4pm! It was not a small day, and I would have been challenged by some of the swells, but she kicked butt. Italians rock!
We visited her in Bergamo a year later and drove around the foothills of the Dolomites. Glorious memories.
Thanks for your post.
Jeffery