Award-winning photographer Jake Rajs taught me the art of being still
Jake had a camera in his hands. He confidently held a Nikon film camera with a lens the size of my preteen torso. My eyes were wide, my ears were open. I wanted to know everything I could from this man who was about to marry my mother. This was my first memory of photographer Jake Rajs.
To skip the boring stuff, Jake soon married my mother and became my stepfather. For a little while, anyway. While the marriage wasn’t forever, some of the things Jake taught me would be.
Even years after the divorce, my siblings and I stayed in touch with Jake. We called and text to catch him up on our lives, and he always returned with his own stories of his latest adventures.
Just a couple months ago, on Jan. 22, I sat in the lodge of Mount Snow in Vermont. I was enjoying a hot lunch after a morning of snowboarding when my phone lit up with a text from my mother. Jake had stage 4 lung cancer.
As I let the unwelcome news about this earthly hero of mine sink in, I found myself thinking about what qualifies as “forever.”
Jake is still here fighting, infectious smile and all. While a time table is not necessarily the most stable thing in these situations, his attitude on making the most of whatever time he has left certainly is.
None of us have forever. But if you’re lucky enough, you can share something with someone that last for their forever. Jake has done that for me.
Photographer Jake Rajs – a life of quiet discovery
Photographer Jake Rajs met adventure early on in his life.
He was born in Poland in 1952. Eight years later, he traveled by boat to New York. As he approached this new world, he was awed by the sunrise that lit up the city. He saw it as his personal welcome to the “land of magic.”
I’ve heard him tell this story many times—every single time, I see elation in his eyes as he relives that moment.
It only makes sense that a child who’s traveled by sea and moved continents would later take up travel photography.
Capturing the too-often overlooked
Photographer Jake Rajs specialized in travel photography. He was best known for stunning architectural and landscape imagery. He ventured throughout the world to capture the spirit of places some only dream to visit.
His work is masterfully captured in more than 17 art books, all still in print.
He has created award-winning photographs that have been featured in more than 10,000 publications including, Time, Life, Newsweek, New York Times, Esquire, Town and Country, Men’s Heath, and National Geographic.
“None of us have forever. But if you’re lucky enough, you can share something with someone that last for their forever.”
Jake’s fine art prints are in museums and private collections worldwide.
I have six or seven of his books lining my shelves; plus, one massive copy of These United States on my coffee table. The 240-page book showcases some of his best work. Colorful prints of buffalo roaming the South Dakota Badlands, dust dancing in the sunset in Arizona’s Monument Valley, and railroad tracks carving through the Wyoming plains.
It even features a forward written by Walter Cronkite! WALTER CRONKITE!
Reader’s Digest said of Jake’s work, “Not since Ansel Adams turned his lens on the Snake River has a photographer so glorified the American landscape.”
Patience and an appreciation for nature
When I was 13, I started saving up for my first camera, busing tables every day during the summer. Jake taught me how to let the camera serve as an extension of myself.
He told me stories of waking up at 3 a.m., driving two hours, and standing with a tripod on top of his car, just for one photo. His stories, and just the way he lives life, has taught me patience and discipline in a world that moves so incredibly fast.
He once told me, “you’re not a real photographer until you’ve been arrested.” While I know he was joking, there is a level of truth to that statement.
More often than not the best photo is beyond a line that maybe you shouldn’t cross or on top of building that you don’t have access to. “Ask for forgiven, not permission” he jokes.
Patience paired with the appreciate of nature was easily the most valuable lesson he taught me. He could sit at the dinner table and reminisce of a shoot he did years before. You could see the emotion wash through him simply talking about the colors of the sky. The excitement and reverie he had for what is all around us was infectious.
The art of being still
I don’t want this piece to come off as grim, but to serve more as a small showcase of this man’s work over 40 years.
His lessons and appreciation for stillness and nature will never leave me. His prints that hang on my walls will travel with me from apartment to apartment and eventually from house to house.
It is certainly an interesting time in the world right now, and I could get lost in stories about the man who first introduced me to the world of photography. But I hope, for whoever reads this, that they take a moment to scroll through Jake’s photos.
Practice what he taught to me over a decade ago: the art of being still. I know thats difficult in a world where we consume information at speeds unseen before but right now as life slows down a touch, it might just be a good thing to appreciate what’s right in front of you.