f/5.6, 1/13 sec., 135 mm, ISO-800
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Louisville Waterfront - in Black & White
f/5.6, 1/8000 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
f/10, 1/2000 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
f/9, 1/4000 sec., 550 mm, ISO-400
Monday, March 10, 2008
Rest Stop Series -- from dawn to dusk
The drive to Kentucky and back, as well as the visit, was a success. It did not produce the intended result -- as in, my son staying in Kentucky -- but it turned out to be quite the coming of age trip anyway and he made some good decisions for himself.
My time with Sandie was wonderful -- comfortable, funny, and sometimes serious. I definitely did not expect to travel to Kentucky to get buried in a foot and a half of snow, but that's what happened. Sandie sent us home yesterday with a batch of freshly baked, gluten free, chocolate chip, Kahlua brownies. Bless her.
I had decided, in advance, not to stop for pictures along the way, mostly because of time considerations (10 hour drive), but it turned out to be a good idea because we were in the mountains and hills and most people were going 75+ mph. No matter how pretty the barn or rocks or cows or rivers were, I was not going to get killed pulling off the road and getting out of my car. But I did manage to grab a quick shot at each rest stop.
There is one exception, the last shot, the sunset. It was too pretty and too fitting an end to our trip to pass up. I pulled over, rolled down the window, put the camera on auto and took two shots. The car rattled from the passing tractor trailers, only to add to the adventure. ;-)
Tomorrow I will post some shots Sandie's yard (before the snow), the snow, and the Louisville water front (with snow!).
(The contents of our road trip mixes -- for inquiring minds like Scrivener -- are revealed in a comment to this post!)
My time with Sandie was wonderful -- comfortable, funny, and sometimes serious. I definitely did not expect to travel to Kentucky to get buried in a foot and a half of snow, but that's what happened. Sandie sent us home yesterday with a batch of freshly baked, gluten free, chocolate chip, Kahlua brownies. Bless her.
I had decided, in advance, not to stop for pictures along the way, mostly because of time considerations (10 hour drive), but it turned out to be a good idea because we were in the mountains and hills and most people were going 75+ mph. No matter how pretty the barn or rocks or cows or rivers were, I was not going to get killed pulling off the road and getting out of my car. But I did manage to grab a quick shot at each rest stop.
There is one exception, the last shot, the sunset. It was too pretty and too fitting an end to our trip to pass up. I pulled over, rolled down the window, put the camera on auto and took two shots. The car rattled from the passing tractor trailers, only to add to the adventure. ;-)
Tomorrow I will post some shots Sandie's yard (before the snow), the snow, and the Louisville water front (with snow!).
(The contents of our road trip mixes -- for inquiring minds like Scrivener -- are revealed in a comment to this post!)
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Road Trip
I'm heading out tomorrow to see my dear friend in Kentucky and leave my boy with her for some much-needed educating.
Seriously, I am so excited for the adventure that the boy is about to embark on by living and studying away from home.
So I won't be posting photos for a few days. But maybe Boogieman will actually post a photo before I have to remove his name from this here blog?!?
f/4.5, 1/100 sec, 35 mm, ISO-400
(I'm playing with my wide angle zoom, a lens I had with my Canon SLR, but have not tried out much with the DSLR.)
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
"Don't move!"
"I want to capture that light across your face."
And so she indulged her Mom.
f/1.8, 1/1000 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Another Manny Dance
I got nothing from yesterday, except this amperdoodle offering, so I'm giving you anther pimped out version of Manny which I took a couple of days ago.
It was either this or a sunset from the same day as Manny.
What? You'd rather the sunset? Ok, here it is.
It's not a great shot, but I do find the headlights peeking through a bit charming.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Leap Day
Took this picture of my ball cap yesterday, in anticipation of posting today.
I heart the number twenty-nine. Why? Because two is the only even prime number. And nine is a trinity of trinities and the jersey number of my softball playing youth. Together they make a wicked prime number. I heart prime numbers.
And it's the number of my Nascar driver. : )
My ball caps are so much a part of me that I think I'll tag this as a self-portrait.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Ever carried the weight of another?
The girl asked me to create this shot for her. Someone that she knows online is using this photographic theme to celebrate her recovery from self-abusive behavior. Others are posting pictures in support, or even in tribute to their own recovery. Many people are writing the words on their body in places that they used to cut themselves.
My girl said she wonders what it's like to feel that way; the way that makes someone want to hurt themselves. I said I thought I understood, except my ways have always been more subtle and indirect. I told her I was glad that she has never felt that way, and that she has a heart big enough to care for others that do.
Ever carried the weight of another?
For how long?
I walk as far as they need to recover
For how long?
- Overweight, Blue October
Monday, February 25, 2008
An hour in the sunshine...
...does so much for the soul.
The girl and I went out with cameras in hand yesterday afternoon. She was more intrigued with the graffiti and trash, and I with the creek and moss, but a good time was had by both of us. I'll even forgive her for the picture she took of my big backside. But no, I'm not posting it. Here's a more acceptable angle:
These are my favorites that I took. The entire set (including a link to her shots) is here.
f/8, 1/800 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
f/5.6, 1/1000 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
f/5.6, 1/800 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
f/5.6, 1/500 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
"These bones are mere accesories." -- Envy on the Coast
f/8, 1/200 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
f/5.6, 1/200 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
The girl and I went out with cameras in hand yesterday afternoon. She was more intrigued with the graffiti and trash, and I with the creek and moss, but a good time was had by both of us. I'll even forgive her for the picture she took of my big backside. But no, I'm not posting it. Here's a more acceptable angle:
These are my favorites that I took. The entire set (including a link to her shots) is here.
f/8, 1/800 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
f/5.6, 1/1000 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
f/5.6, 1/800 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
f/5.6, 1/500 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
"These bones are mere accesories." -- Envy on the Coast
f/8, 1/200 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
f/5.6, 1/200 sec., 50 mm, ISO-400
Frosty, the fire hydrant
This is Friday's shot. After a few quick shots in the morning of the light layer of snow and ice, I put the camera back in the bag and did not take it back out until Sunday afternoon.
Saturday, I sat in front of the TV all day and watched one movie after another. It felt so damn good to just stop for a day and do absolutely nothing.
Finally Sunday brought sunshine so I coaxed the girl away from the computer, and her online friends, to go out to shoot some pictures. I even let her use the "big camera." Aren't you proud of this self-admitted control freak?
I'll get those shots up later today. :-)
Oh, and a big shout out to Boogieman who worked both Saturday and Sunday at the store so that I could have this much needed respite.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
I have a new endeavor...Amperdoodle.
I need another photoblog like a need a hole in my head, but I just can't resist the direction in which the creative process is pulling me right now. Creating graphic art from words and images is combinatorial* heaven.
* I know that's not really the proper use of that term, perhaps it's the latent math major coming out in me.
I need another photoblog like a need a hole in my head, but I just can't resist the direction in which the creative process is pulling me right now. Creating graphic art from words and images is combinatorial* heaven.
* I know that's not really the proper use of that term, perhaps it's the latent math major coming out in me.
Interpretive Dance
This is what happens when I'm stuck in the store all day with nothing much to inspire me. My friend, Manny, has to rescue me.
I love the posterize effect so damned much. If I could, I'd probably posterize the world!
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Glory
If there are any two things that could make me believe in God, it would be trees and flowers.
Well, there's also the sky, and water, and kind people. And birds.
Or any combination thereof.
Monday, February 18, 2008
A life in neon
Part of our store's sign and the front of the Greek restaurant next door. When we order food, Dmitri knocks on the wall when it's ready to be picked up. And his food is just excellent.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Pac Sun Tour
Last night, the girl and I went to a concert at a very small club. Although the club only held about 200 people, we stood in line for three hours to get a spot right in front of the stage.
I enjoyed that spot well into the third set, when the crowd began slam dancing, or so my girl tells me that's what that was. I was smashed forward into the stage by the entire crowd behind me...and not a happily as I am usually very strict about my personal space.
Here are the pics from when I was up front, after that I was in the back with all the other parents, where I belonged.
Local Band, Mir and the Moon (pop electronica)
I love a synthesized voice. My needs are simple that way. :)
Another Day Late (alternative rock)
The bass player messed with me, stepping off the stage and resting one foot on my shoulder -- my bad shoulder! -- and by making faces at me and putting his hand in front of my camera. I think he enjoyed amusing himself with the old lady in the front of the crowd.
Danger Radio (alternative funk indie)
I thought this band was pretty adorable (I know! I'm old, if I think in those terms.) They were very dancy and boppy, hence me getting crushed at the front of the crowd!
Much to my dismay the girl went back up front to the slamming and moshing for Envy on the Coast (her fave) and The Audition. I was certain she was going to be crushed, but she lived to tell. We went to the meet and greet afterwards and she got pics with her favorite guys.
It was a great time, but every cell of my body hurts today -- standing out in the cold for several hours and then staying up till 2 am is painful for me.
I enjoyed that spot well into the third set, when the crowd began slam dancing, or so my girl tells me that's what that was. I was smashed forward into the stage by the entire crowd behind me...and not a happily as I am usually very strict about my personal space.
Here are the pics from when I was up front, after that I was in the back with all the other parents, where I belonged.
Local Band, Mir and the Moon (pop electronica)
I love a synthesized voice. My needs are simple that way. :)
Another Day Late (alternative rock)
The bass player messed with me, stepping off the stage and resting one foot on my shoulder -- my bad shoulder! -- and by making faces at me and putting his hand in front of my camera. I think he enjoyed amusing himself with the old lady in the front of the crowd.
Danger Radio (alternative funk indie)
I thought this band was pretty adorable (I know! I'm old, if I think in those terms.) They were very dancy and boppy, hence me getting crushed at the front of the crowd!
Much to my dismay the girl went back up front to the slamming and moshing for Envy on the Coast (her fave) and The Audition. I was certain she was going to be crushed, but she lived to tell. We went to the meet and greet afterwards and she got pics with her favorite guys.
It was a great time, but every cell of my body hurts today -- standing out in the cold for several hours and then staying up till 2 am is painful for me.
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