Picture It I See photography

Picture It I See photography I am a freelance photojournalist based in Rapid City, South Dakota. I use sunlight and shadows to brig to life the imagines I see, Vast landscapes feel intimate.

I love wildlife, landscape, and street photography; my photographs tell stories about the world around me. In Joel Schwader’s photographs, light comes out of the earth as much as it does the sky. Animals look at us as we look at them. Tans and browns turn into radiance, natural shapes into abstract art, and abandoned buildings are full of the lives they once contained. Joel Schwader’s photographs

re-acquaint us with quietness. They are conversational and mysterious, revealing the world as both intimate and very large

Kent Meyers

10/13/2025

It’s Monday the start of a new week. I would like to see what kind of pictures my followers take. Post a picture in the comment section on your favorite picture you took this past week.

Let’s have some fun!!

10/12/2025

Something has been missing in my life. It’s been knawing on me this year. I just could not put my finger on it, to what ...
10/10/2025

Something has been missing in my life. It’s been knawing on me this year. I just could not put my finger on it, to what it was. It wasn’t until I went to Canyon Lake and stood on the wooden dock and looked down and saw these leaves.
It was then memories started flooding through my soul.
In my mind, I could hear the sound of a fan rake as it ran along the ground gathering leave pile after pile. The smell of damp mother earth was a pungent odor from one of my favorite times of year, fall. I could hear laughter in my mind. Young children jumping into the piles of leaves, giggling and laughing. Enjoying a moment that may never come again in their lives and they never realized it. 
Down the street, piles of leaves were raked to the edge of the road and lit on fire. The subtle smoke hung in the air bringing to life wave after wave of memories from my childhood. Life in a small farming town ment harvest was at hand. Tractors bought in wagon load after wagon load of corn and soy beans to the elevator where they were dried.
I sat down on my haunches, and I reached to touch the leaves, hoping somehow someway they were but a doorway to the past to my youth that I could walk through and be young again and experience the memories of Fall.  Friday night, football games under the lights bought communities and families together. It’s just not the same anymore. I’m old and my memories of that time are faded much like the gray hair on my head and my clothes. Tears started to fall as I thought about my parents both passed away and my brother I never get to see. Oh how I missed the days of my youth. I miss the family we once were, I miss the simple times. Like the fleeting leaves of fall, time rushes by us all. A woman walking by stopped, put her hand on my shoulder and said are you OK? I told her not really.
I told her I was just reminiscing about memories of the past she smiled and said oh I understand. I don’t think she really did. She didn’t look a day over 20 and her memories are few and they’re not the same memories that I have my memories of fall

Someone is catching a free ride, In Custer State Park, the Black Hills of South Dakota
10/08/2025

Someone is catching a free ride, In Custer State Park, the Black Hills of South Dakota

The rancher called me last week. He told me he had some critters feeding on an old dead cow carcass out by the old Homes...
10/06/2025

The rancher called me last week. He told me he had some critters feeding on an old dead cow carcass out by the old Homestead. If I wanted to come out and take pictures I could. So I got busy to get things ready. First thing I did was I got the berries out of the freezer and started rolling out the pie crust. I had a triple berry pie to make. That is what he charged me to come out on his property and take pictures. He loves my triple berrypie.
 Once the pie was in the oven, I made sure my batteries were charged and I had everything I needed in my camera bag. The following morning before sunrise, I drove out to his place. He greeted me with a smile when he saw that pie. He told me to Have fun and wished me luck. I started up the four wheeler he had parked over by the fence. My camera gear hanging around my neck and batteries in my pocket,I took off across the endless sea Prairie almost 1500 acres of nothing but prairie grass. When I got close to the old Farmstead, I shut off the vehicle and lit off on foot. Finding the carcass with my flashlight I walked back into the grass, sat down in the darkness and waited. It was chilly. I sat there alone, thinking about the critters that we’re gonna come up to this carcass, I thought about my life. I’ve never been so absolutely broke in my life, but yet somehow, someway, I am happy. My worries make me feel old as I put off the thought of paying bills in my mind and concentrated on the task at hand. I am free and I am in love with life. I don’t have two nickels to rub together to make a dime, but none of that seemed to matter at the moment. I watched the darkness evaporate into light. The trees and valleys in the distance made me smile. I got out my rabbit in distress call and started blowing softly. Almost 45 minutes past until I was able to make an object out in the distance, walking through the grass. As it got closer, I could see it was a bobcat. My camera in toe I balanced my elbows on my knees and started taking pictures. The bobcat walked up slowly and cautiously to the carcass. It didn’t take long and he started feeding, and I was still snapping away with my camera. He seemed to feed on the carcass for what seemed like an eternity. Then suddenly he stopped. He looked right at me and he did something I could not figure out. He sat down. My camera was pointed down, and I dare not move in fear of scaring him away. So the two of us the bobcat and I we sat there, and we stared at each other. I thought about it, wondering about its life, I wondered did he have the same worries as I did? He had no bills to pay. He did have to survive and he did have to hunt for food every single day. So it did have pressure on him just like I had pressure to pay my bills. After a while, I started feeling a kinship with this bobcat because all it did was sit there and stare at me. I wasn’t gonna move. I wanted this moment to last. I finally felt like I had a friend who understood my life. Like him I am free and like him I have pressure to somehow make money and pay my bills. Minutes seemed to drag on. It finally got up, turned around and walked away without saying a word, without blinking, nothing. I waited till he was out of sight. I did not want him to watch me try and stand up. I too turned around and stood up, took a step and fell back down , my balance on the rocky soil of the prairies of Western South Dakota is not good. I got back up. I took a few steps back towards the four wheeler and I fell again. I had forgotten my walk-in stick back in my van at the ranch. This time when I fell, I sat there cussing at myself, calling myself stupid for forgetting my walk-in stick. I then started to cry and I was glad the bobcat wasn’t here to see that. Sometimes I just tire of the struggles in life.  I finally stood back up, took short baby steps and made it back to the four wheeler. My composure in hand, I drove back to my van. I was loading my camera gear back into my van, when the rancher came over and started talking to me. He asked me if I saw anything and I told him about the morning. I told him about just sitting and sharing thoughts with this bobcat. He looked at me, kind of funny, knoded his head And said I’m glad you got some pictures. He didn’t understand very few people will. I drove away from the ranch smiling. I made a new friend today. One who understood what it was like to truly be free and one who understood the pressures of life. Godspeed, my new friend safe travels today and every day.

Fall is my favorite time of year. Book your family portraits today with picture it I see photography. PM me for prices.
10/05/2025

Fall is my favorite time of year. Book your family portraits today with picture it I see photography. PM me for prices.

Portraits are my favorite thing to do P.M. me for prices. Book your photo shoot today.
10/05/2025

Portraits are my favorite thing to do P.M. me for prices. Book your photo shoot today.

In the Badlands of South Dakota. Digital print is available for resale. PM me for prices
10/05/2025

In the Badlands of South Dakota. Digital print is available for resale. PM me for prices

Fall is my favorite time of the year. This print is available. PM me for prices.
10/05/2025

Fall is my favorite time of the year. This print is available. PM me for prices.

Are there any cowboy families looking to get family portraits done this fall? I’m running a fall special just for cowboy...
10/03/2025

Are there any cowboy families looking to get family portraits done this fall? I’m running a fall special just for cowboy families. PM me for my special low price running through the month of October.

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10/03/2025

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Book your family portraits, senior pictures, weddings, fall is the perfect time

A review from a follower of my photography: Your art seems so effortless! I don't think there is a single thing that you have photographed that I don't love!! You create all kinds of emotion in me, sadness, wistfulness, love, in that I have always loved antiques and real houses like they used to bui...

Two mule deer bucks are friendly now. Soon breeding season will begin. They will become enemies and they will be fightin...
10/02/2025

Two mule deer bucks are friendly now. Soon breeding season will begin. They will become enemies and they will be fighting over females. When the rut is over. They will be back to be in buds again.

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