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Algonquin Park, Ontario. A moose with a huge rack of antlers among the reeds is an imposing sight. This one was royalty.
I found him in a marshy area, his massive antlers rising above the reeds like branches from a fallen tree. He was moving slowly through the shallow water, occasionally stopping to sniff the air. The light was soft, flattering his dark coat and highlighting his antlers.
A mature bull moose can weigh over 1,500 pounds, and this one looked every bit of it. His rack was symmetrical and wide, the kind of antlers that would intimidate other bulls and attract cows from across the marsh. He carried himself with the confidence of an animal who has won his share of confrontations.
I photographed from a safe distance, using a long lens to fill the frame. He was aware of me — moose don't survive by ignoring their surroundings — but I was clearly not a threat worth addressing. When he looked directly at me, I pressed the shutter. That gaze, direct and appraising, became the heart of the image.
These bulls shed their antlers each winter and grow them back each spring, larger each year until they reach their prime. This one was at or near his peak. A king in his kingdom, if you want to call it that. Surveying his domain from the reeds.
Limited edition Chromaluxe metal print. Ultra gloss finish brings out the texture of the antlers and the intensity of his gaze.
Algonquin Park, Ontario. A moose with a huge rack of antlers among the reeds is an imposing sight. This one was royalty.
I found him in a marshy area, his massive antlers rising above the reeds like branches from a fallen tree. He was moving slowly through the shallow water, occasionally stopping to sniff the air. The light was soft, flattering his dark coat and highlighting his antlers.
A mature bull moose can weigh over 1,500 pounds, and this one looked every bit of it. His rack was symmetrical and wide, the kind of antlers that would intimidate other bulls and attract cows from across the marsh. He carried himself with the confidence of an animal who has won his share of confrontations.
I photographed from a safe distance, using a long lens to fill the frame. He was aware of me — moose don't survive by ignoring their surroundings — but I was clearly not a threat worth addressing. When he looked directly at me, I pressed the shutter. That gaze, direct and appraising, became the heart of the image.
These bulls shed their antlers each winter and grow them back each spring, larger each year until they reach their prime. This one was at or near his peak. A king in his kingdom, if you want to call it that. Surveying his domain from the reeds.
Limited edition Chromaluxe metal print. Ultra gloss finish brings out the texture of the antlers and the intensity of his gaze.
