Ian Kahler


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Ian Kahler
City: Reno
Country: United States
Joined: Mar 2009

ALL photographs on this profile and on my bubblesite gallery are original copyrighted work by the artist and any attempt to reproduce or distribute any work, in any medium or format is strictly prohibited, and will result in legal action by the artist.

My name is Ian… and I have had a camera in my hand since I was 11 years old

True art comes sometimes from pain pain that is unimaginable to some people. I am an artist… a photographer and I have lived thru this pain And so it is that my photographs are often intense… dark… colorful And so it is that I dont follow the rules. I make my own. I photograph what I want to see… What I want to feel. When I am out in the city and I see people on the street I photograph what I want to see and feel. We should all remember that rules belong only to the science of photography. If they MUST be applied to the visual senses, then are we REALLY photographing what we want to see… and feel? SO many … so often… follow the rules to impress and please. SO often …we fail to really see and feel and create a photograph from the heart. The mind of the photographer… of the artist.. is often complex and passionate I survived great personal pain… both physical and emotional And I heal my scars with a camera… and my OWN rules!

My grandfather was a major influence in my style and early compositional choices. My father was also a very talented but troubled artist… and so I gleened the best of their talents as a teenager.
My first camera was a kodak instamatic… with a square format… and limited choices. Creativity with this camera was paramount.
Then… I graduated to a Ricoh 35mm SLR with a 50mm lens. This was my first venture into serious film photography, and I was in creative and photographic bliss.
Then in the 80’s I was using Canon cameras and lens, until I became addicted to digital SLR’s …and now I use Nikon cameras and Sigma lens.

Groups

Ian Kahler is a member of Solo Exhibition.

Journal Entries

I cleaned house

Posted about 9 hours ago.

hello ... my name is Ian and I am an addict

Posted 5 days ago, 2 comments so far.

Finally getting back on track

Posted about 1 month ago.

I have a problem

Posted 2 months ago, 1 comment so far.

well... this is how it is

Posted 2 months ago, 2 comments so far.

Photographing people in a cafe

Posted 8 months ago, 1 comment so far.

Writing

The weeping tree

“Do not curse at me great arrogant beast “ the tree retorted with a menacing calm, / “for you are an infant in my lifetime.” / “ I have survived many floods and fires,

The cold desert

Then the wind came out of nowhere… a strange chilling wind, and I wondered if it could get even colder out here in the middle of this dry, dusty and compelling desolation.

The lake of Souls - forest night

The trees begin to stir and sing their heralding song as the wind begins to stretch out in front of the rains that will come on the storm, yet behind the curtain of the mountains.

Untitled

Her graceful form glides along on a current of air, her eyes scanning the distant shore. A storm is brewing in the heights where she dwells.

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