Humboldt County, California AI-Generated Images are Here Artificial intelligence is changing the way we create images. AI-generated images can win photography competitions, and real photographs are mistaken for AI-generated images and ...
Photography by David Wilson

Humboldt County, California The planet hung silently in space. A tiny jewel in the blackness, it was a half-lit marble of greens and browns and blues and whites. But it was more than a planet, it was a life-bearing droplet, a little oasis of life ...

Humboldt County, California From a protected hollow high above the river my companions and I looked out over a world bathed in starlight, the galactic core of our galaxy reaching upward from the southern horizon and complementing the curve of ...

Humboldt County, California AI-Generated Images are Here Artificial intelligence is changing the way we create images. AI-generated images can win photography competitions, and real photographs are mistaken for AI-generated images and ...

Humboldt County, California It’s not for everyone to take the world seriously all of the time, though some people probably need to, at least a little bit. But I don’t think I’m one of them. I surmise folks like that need people like me to keep ...

Humboldt County, California Three Broken Rock is my name for this giant rock formation now, but I remember when it was one unbroken rock. Over the last forty-some years, I’ve watched it change. Location: You know that set of big rocks you can ...

Humboldt County, California The full moon rose over the redwood forests of the Eel River valley, bathing the hillsides in its stark light. It flashed through the redwood tree branches beside me as I drove along the Avenue of the Giants, snaking ...

Humboldt County, California. It’s the season for outdoor cannabis growing, and given that it’s also the season for the Milky Way, and I'm in Humboldt County, California, how could I not go out for some nighttime images of the new plants growing ...

Humboldt County, California For years, driving by, I would see her lonely figure sitting on the bench. I never stopped, but in time I grew used to her presence there, and I would look to touch base visually when I passed. Huddled inward and ...