It has been over 30 years since I entered my last photo contest. Back in those days long ago, I entered and won many local and nation contest. I stopped entering them because I wanted to move into professional photography. Most of these past thirty years except for a short break, I had a part time photography business.
In 1992, I took a very early retirement from a company I had worked at for 22 years. My children were grown and I finally wanted to do what I had encouraged them to do as they grew up…”Follow your dreams.” Two days before I lost my son in an accident, he told me that he was very proud that I had decided to take the talent God had blessed me with and live out my own dreams. It took a few more years and many more difficulties to finally just follow those dreams that I had for so many years hidden in doing other things that life calls us to do for our families.
In 2001, I found myself in a place that I would have to start over with my life and this time I wanted to just trust God. I made a commitment to myself and to God to allow Him to lead me where ever He chose to take me. On a personal level, I was experiencing the darkest part of my personal journey during the first three years of this century. I learned a lot about myself and about life. Accepting things I couldn’t change and letting God direct my life was difficult, as I had lived as if most of it were in my control.
One phone call and someone very persistent took me back into photography. From that time until today, I have know that photography was more than just a job, it was a way that I could use to share my heart and passions about life with others. A great many of my photos has a story within them and behind them. They are a part of my life journey as well as my work.
I have said a lot to just say that I entered the Cowboys and Indians annual Photographing the West this past October. There have been many reasons I have not entered this contest before but because so many friends suggested I do so, I decided to give it a try. Neither of my photos actually won their category but two of them were runners up and published in the March 2010 Issue of Cowboys and Indians.
Neither shot is posed but a moment captured in time. I have had a lot of images published over the last ten years in countless magazines as covers and editorial content and at least ten books. Getting published wasn’t my goal for these entries. I did so to see if this kind of image would have enough appeal to win a contest. I still have goals for images like these and will continue to put them out there to share with others.
Last August, Susan, Kelly and I went to Colorado to photograph a wedding for a friend. We decided to take a week to drive home so we could visit some of the National Parks in Utah and Arizona. On our first day heading towards home, we stopped near Arches NP to see some old Indian artifacts in a canyon on BLM property that I wanted to show them.
We stopped in a near ghost town to photograph some of the old abandoned buildings and I spotted a still used railroad crossing. I sat down on the tracks right in the middle of an intersection and the railroad tracks. As I looked down those tracks, passions from my own past as well as thoughts about time in our country’s past reminded me of how blessed my life has been.
Each one of us like our country have a history, many times we have struggled to reach better times that were more exciting. Those times have vanished and there is still a track ahead of us to travel. Like those tracks before me in that photo, much life is still ahead and should be lived to the fullest. Each and every moment is a new beginning of time, we have a choice to either look for the blessings and live it to the fullest, trusting that God is our conductor or we can choose to be our own conductor and do what we think is right.
For me, I lean toward God and trust that what ever this life brings it is for my own good. Just as I look back into the past, all things have worked out for my good and I have been very blessed. For me the past is a witness that even in struggles it is going to be revealed how much we have been blessed at some point into the future. Today, I could all as blessings and know that the journey ahead leads me to adventures unknown that will shape my heart and life.
Have an awesome day and God bless,
Charles
I will share the second photo in a new post.

The above image was shot in August 2009 near Arches National Park. The town is not yet a “Ghost Town”, it surely is destined to become one. There are only a handfull of people still living there. The trains still pass it by but the deopt on the right side has been closed for years. Most of main street is abandoned as well. A few residents still live there though. As with an old barn I photographed back in 2002, if this town could talk, what would it tell us and what could we learn from it all? I have shared some of my own thoughts but there were many as I sat there that day waiting for the sun to drop just a bit more until the shot was taken.
The past is our “Teacher, the Present is our Adventure and the future is our HOPE!”

This photo is of my friend Brandi’s husband JD and his two daughters. We had been shooting some things for Brandi’s web site and advertising when JD and the girls were standing talking. I felt as if I could hear their conversation. When looking at the facial features in this photo you can just see the emotions coming from them.