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TJ Thorne
I talk fast, walk fast, and live fast. Photography helps slow me down and be in the moment.
I talk fast, walk fast, and live fast. Photography helps slow me down and be in the moment.

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•Wonders of Oregon Photography Workshop with TJ Thorne•

Join me on a six day journey (October 23-28, 2016) through three of Oregon's Seven Wonders: Crater Lake National Park, Smith Rock State Park, and the beautiful Columbia River Gorge National Scenic Area.

All within a several hour drive of each other, the diversity and accessibility of Oregon's landscape will be the showcase of this workshop as we explore three very different locations. From the vast blueness of Crater Lake, to the unique rock formations of Smith Rock, to the waterfalls and lush autumn foliage of the Columbia River Gorge, we will have many opportunities to click the shutter, learn new techniques, and grow together as both photographers and people.

This workshop is designed for people who want to get bang for their buck. There are few places in the United States where one can photograph such diversity in a short amount of time. We will cover many in-field and post-processing techniques: exposing and blending for dynamic range, focus stacking, shutter speed blends, dodging and burning, creative touches and lots more tips and tricks that will help take your photography to the next level. Photographers of all levels are invited, but basic knowledge of Adobe Photoshop, including luminosity masking, is suggested.

I invite you to join me on this trip that is sure to be a blast. I'd be honored to help you grow your photographic skills and show you some of the reasons I am so in love with Oregon.

Follow the link for more information!
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Due to popular demand,  +Ted Gore  and I added a second session to our Spring in Oregon Workshop and only one spot remains! Don't miss out!

More info can be found here:

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•A Fire Inside•

I've never cared about 'getting older' or crossing age thresholds. I've always been a firm believer that age is just a number and that as long as you're having fun, following your heart, and making it a point to experience life.. then who cares?

But recently it's been on my mind. In a couple years I will on my 40th trip around the sun. And so I think about it. Not in the 'OH MY GOD I'M GETTING OLLLLD!!!!" kind of way.. but more the "I really need to prioritize what I want to do with my life and where I want to be" kind of way. I think of the days passing, the punching of the clock, the bills, the money.. you know.. life. And nothing throws it directly in my face like watching my son get older. The progression in his learning.. his life experiences. The dude can READ now. And he reads WELL. Thinking back to when I was excited that he could finally hold his head up, or grab the cookie on his highchair, or crawl, then walk, then run, then climb, then parrot the things he hears, and then come up with them on his own, and then be able to hold a conversation with him, and then being amazed that he is so well spoken, and then kindergarten, losing his teeth, and then first grade, and then prom, and then graduating highschool... and then.. wait.. I'm getting ahead of myself here. But I'm sure you get my point. The days are ticking. He keeps getting older and I consistently tell myself that I'm staying the same age.

But we know that's not true. Thus is the state of my mind lately and it wasn't helped (or was it) when a friend showed concern of turning 30. She asked me how I dealt with it. I told her the story of a man named Dick Proenneke (I highly recommend watching his documentaries 'Alone in the Wilderness'). This man moved to a remote part of Alaska to live in the wilderness. Alone. He built his cabin with his bare hands, felling the trees himself and even carving the hinges for the door out of a stump. He gathered gravel from the lakebed to use as his floor. He hunted for his food and a couple of times a year had some supplies flown in which he bought with gold that he had panned from nearby streams. He lived there for 30 years. One of the entries in his journal states "I wonder if there's anyone else in the world as free and happy as I was." I'm not positive, but after watching the series about him dozens of times, I imagine that he felt as though his life BEGAN when he moved to Alaska. Here's the catch, though: He was 56 when he made that decision.

That kind of puts it into perspective for me. We're getting older.. but we have the option to start living our lives NOW. I know that's easier said then done.. especially when you have a six year old. But there's a fire inside that burns deep. It's a very strong desire to spend my life living EXPERIENCES.. whether good or bad. I'm fine with living life on life's terms, but the key word for me is LIVING. Punching the clock, worrying about money, my credit score, having the things in life that I'm 'supposed' to have.. the material belongings.. that's not LIVING.. that's life.

I don't know about you.. but I'm over it. I'm going to do my best to not let life get in the way of living. Burn on.

Only one spot remaining on my Spring in Oregon Workshop with +Ted Gore  :

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This is the second image from my two week long artist-in-residency appointment at Crater Lake National Park in October of 2014. 

The whitebark pines, such that you see in the photo, are one of the more astounding features of the park. Gnarled, twisted masses of wood centuries old. They've withstood weather extremes, intense winds, storms, droughts, you name it. The trees have stood strong and are some of the only species of pine that can survive the sub-alpine, rocky volcanic soil environment that is their home.

But they're dying. And not just a few here.. a few there. They're dying by the acre. In fact.. more than half of the whitebark pines in Crater Lake National Park are either dead or in the process of dying due to infestation by western pine beetles. The beetles have always been around, generally thriving in lower elevation forests, which are much more resistant to the infestations. However, with warmer and shorter winters, the beetles have been moving to higher elevations and persisting through the winter season. They attack these pines, which do not have the ability to defend themselves. In addition, the hotter, longer, and drier summers deprive these trees of the sap producing water they need to help their defense. It's one of the most 'in your face' effects of climate change within the park.

I can't help but think about this tree's future. It's an iconic tree in the park and one of my favorite features, and here it is, finally succombing to the environment that we have given it. These trees provide food, shelter, and survival for numerous other species, yet we have failed it's own survival. How much the park will change in the long-term by the death of these trees is still an unknown, but it will certainly continue to change the face of the park. 

Thanks for reading.

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Join good looking guy and all around amazing photographer +Ted Gore  and I on a workshop in the Columbia River Gorge in the Spring of 2015 (May 4th-8th). Get up close and personal with one of the most striking and concentrated areas of waterfalls in the world, which is also home to numerous meadows burgeoning with wildflowers, all while learning the most advanced techniques for capturing the best quality images possible. More details can be found by clicking this link:

We hope you can join us!!


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There will be tough times. There will be times where it's hard to get out of bed, times where you have to trust strangers, times full of uncertainty, frustration, and fear. There will be times where you're treading water and you sink a little and swallow what you're fighting against. There will be dark clouds brooding on the horizon. There will be times when those clouds are over your head. There will be times where you are forced to 'fake it until you make it'. There will be times you're at war with yourself and there will be times when you encounter walls that stand too tall to conquer alone.

But those times will pass as long as you don't forget the burning on the inside and keep fighting. The sky is blue above those clouds. The tide will recede and the water will get shallower. The strangers will become friends.. and those people care.. they believe. They know that you're stronger than you think you are.

You gotta keep pushing. You can't give up hope. You can't roll over.

Just know that you're worth it. Clear your conscience and ride away.
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