Based in Phoenix, Photographer Pat Kelly has chased the light from coast to coast for 40 years, creating fine art floral, land and sea scapes. A native of Denver, Pat grew up in the 50s and 60s trying to squeeze Coloradoís big sky and grand vistas into black and white images on his motherís old Brownie. A year of grad school at the University of Minnesota turned into 30 years in the Twin Cities, teaching high school photography, freelancing, and trying to keep a day job in high tech communications from creeping into precious evening darkroom time and from weekends chasing the seasonal light.
Job transfers pushed Pat and his wife Nancy first to San Francisco in the late 90s, a chance to rediscover golden coastal light and morning fog, and then to Arizona and its vibrant skies, vermillion cliffs, and vast Sonoran desert.
Currently Patís 35mm lenses are exploring the pitch and tumble of the Rockies, the color and texture of the Southwest, the coasts of California, Oregon, and Maine, and close-ups of unusual flowers wherever he can find them.
He combines traditional slide film and leading edge digital printing to capture the essence of what he finds in nature. Resisting the popular urge to wave the digital wand over his images, Pat prints only what he captures on film, adamant that nothing should interfere with the natural integrity and intensity of the moments he is moved to record.
The result is a growing portfolio of quietly spectacular prints saturated with color and feeling. He offers his signed, archival prints on paper and canvas in limited editions to preserve and enhance the value of your investment in his work.
"I look for parts that reveal wholes, shadows that define light, abstracts that stretch particulars. I go where my eye takes me and let the scene work me over until the light changes, my knees ache, and the feeling goes away. When everything works, I come away with images that surprise and intrigue and speak in a way I cannot. The result, I hope, is a dialogue between the scene, the image, and the audience. Iím in there somewhere, listening intently."