tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47627594058866763042012-02-16T07:34:27.818-08:00Stephen Lyn Baleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17791172994536454864noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4762759405886676304.post-13953051531953215992010-10-26T19:09:00.000-07:002011-01-29T07:33:44.885-08:00•<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And with this, we come full circle. </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">At East Tennessee State University I majored in photography in the fine arts department. My ambition was to become the next Ansel Adams. I hiked throughout the Great Smoky Mountains carrying a big and heavy 4X5 view camera shooting black and white photographs.<br /><br />But the problem is that the Smokies and the Tennessee Valley are too colorful to capture adequately with anything less than a full palette. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">N'est-ce pas?</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4762759405886676304-1395305153195321599?l=stephenlynsphotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Stephen Lyn Baleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17791172994536454864noreply@blogger.com1