This is an exquisite silvery-light image of the Cedar Falls made on 4x5 inch film near dusk, in a state of peaceful solitude. The air was dead calm as I approached with reverence for the moment and the stillness.
Other times I have been to this sacred spot when kids were screaming and throwing rocks into the water in the summer, or breaking icicles off the cliffs in the winter. Not this time. The casual, irreverent visitors were gone, away eating supper or whatever.
Meanwhile, an artist respectful of the Native American spirits that surely watch over this place slips down the path beneath the green-black forest of hemlock (not "cedars" as the first white settlers thought), sets up his camera, and tries once again to portray the transcendance of the holy moment. Many forms of prayer; one eternal truth.
Photo location: Cedar Falls unit of Hocking Hills State Park, Hocking County, Ohio.