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“Yet I also appreciate that we cannot win this battle to save species and environments without forging an emotional bond between ourselves and nature as well—for we will not fight to save what we do not love, but only appreciate in some abstract sense… We really must make room for nature in our hearts” – Stephen Jay Gould
images and words
nature (and not only)
through the
ecocentric "other eyes"
of sarah gregg
Galleries
A collection of past and present images from my camera sensor to you (I’m still working on the future).
Project 1522
One image a day of whatever passes before my eyes and my lens.
“Humanity today is like a waking dreamer, caught between the fantasies of sleep and the chaos of the real world. The mind seeks but cannot find the precise place and hour. We have created a Star Wars civilization, with Stone Age emotions, medieval institutions, and godlike technology. We thrash about. We are terribly confused by the mere fact of our existence, and a danger to ourselves and to the rest of life” –
My latest posts...
Not all of us are weather-sealed
04/12/2025
Battling against a yearning for hibernation until spring, I’m out in my oak woods trying out the weather sealing of my OM System kit.
A winter’s challenge
28/11/2025
With my beloved critters safely overwintering in one state or another, I need a fresh challenge to survive the winter. Will wildlife photography with a new telephoto lens fill the bill?
Flash? Well perhaps not today
01/11/2025
Flash? They all say that’s what you need for good macro photography. But really? Well, maybe. But for now I’m happy playing with that delightful autumn light.
“A maverick may go his own way but he doesn’t think that it’s the only way or ever claim that it’s the best one, except maybe for himself. And don’t imagine that this raggle-taggle gypsy is claiming to be free. It’s just that some of the necessities to which I am a slave are different from yours”, Orson Welles
