Ansel Adams first visited Yosemite with his parents at about age fourteen. He wrote, "the splendor of Yosemite burst upon us and it was glorious...One wonder after another descended upon us...There was light everywhere...A new era began for me."
She’d hung it on the wall in the living room, next to a huge Ansel Adams print of a canyon.
Sarah Dessen -- Dreamland
Except for a short, unhappy stint at UCLA (he dropped out after a single semester, to his father’s lasting dismay), two extended visits with his parents, and a winter in San Francisco (where he insinuated himself into the company of Dorothea Lange, Ansel Adams, and the painter Maynard Dixon), Ruess would spend the remainder of his meteoric life on the move, living out of a backpack on very little money, sleeping in the dirt, cheerfully going hungry for days at a time.
Jon Krakauer -- Into the Wild
His only escape had been through the photographs in books by Ansel Adams, photographs that seemed to whisper of other places, better places.
Nicholas Sparks -- The Guardian
The couch was still there, and the TV, but all the knickknacks -the blue glass in the windowsill, the framed Ansel Adams prints, the clock where the numbers were marked by steaming coffee cups-were gone.