Ultimate Recyclers {Fine Art Photography, Effingham, Illinois}

Okay, this may seem strange to some.........actually, it will probably seem strange to a lot. I kind of collect bird nests.  It's not really something I've consciously thought, "I think I will start collecting bird nests!"  It just sort of happened.  I can't walk past a fallen nest and not pick it up!  They are little works of art, and birds have always been waaaaaay ahead of the times.  They've been recycling for........hmmmmm, I don't know, forever!?  They are the ultimate little recyclers.  You find all kinds of different things in nests; seed pods, thatch, string, bark, moss, plastic (ick), leaves, thorns, and grass, just to name a few.  It's all intertwined perfectly. Little masterpieces! I'm continually amazed by them. Believe it or not, I actually packed my bird nests from Cayman and shipped them home!!  I've only recently added two more from here.  Yes, weird maybe, but I just can't help myself. *Note - if you love bird nests too, please don't remove them from trees.  Birds reuse them.  All my finds are windfalls.


Tytia Habing

I am a self taught, natural light photographer, with sixteen years of shooting experience under my belt. Back in the day, I learned to shoot with film, developed it and printed my own photos in my darkroom. I've since moved to digital, but film holds a very dear spot in my heart that I just can't seem to shake. I was supposed to be a horticulturalist and landscape architect...at least that's what my degree's tell me. I followed that path for some time, along with a few other paths, but photography won my heart. Plants and beautiful mother nature is, and will always be, a great inspiration to me. If at all possible, I prefer to shoot outdoors and somehow incorporate nature into the scene. I'm originally from the Watson, Illinois area, but the majority of my adult life I spent living in the Cayman Islands and only moved home to Illinois with my husband and son a few short years ago. I grew up on a small working farm, with acres and acres of natural areas at my disposal. It gave me a great appreciation for the world around me. I roamed wherever I pleased, built forts in the woods, picked wildflowers in the pasture and caught craw-daddies in the crick. My son is taking over the jobs of fort building and craw-daddy hunting, but I'll never give up the picking of wildflowers.