I just like the textures, especially around the door. The skim lighting worked well here.
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My wife and I recently took a short Sunday afternoon excursion looking at the countryside and small towns just north of the DFW Metroplex. I think I’m trying to find the unspoiled village where chain restaurants and retailers have yet to bury their roots to leech out more wealth from the locals.
In Aubrey there was, of course, Main St. which had Mom’s Restaurant and other quaint establishments. The folks there did seem friendly enough and I kept hearing the theme song to Andy Griffith running through my head.
However, Main St. wasn’t that interesting to me. It was too dressed up for the tourists, too clean. We did notice not too far from this center of commerce some interesting, genuine, old, perishing parts of the town that appealed to us photographically.
Truck is from 1953 and is in better shape than I am.
This wasn’t too far from the truck.
The grain elevators gave some nice shadows.
Altogether, a nice visit. We hope to see more of them!
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My son is a PhD student in film studies at the University of Chicago. He’s been in that city for quite a while now and has found many chances to capture some great images on his smartphones, mostly. He sees patterns in quite ordinary scenes and makes the viewer aware of them forcibly. There are dramatic pictures of the lake and other places in the city and on the university campus.
I’ll say that my own contribution was minimal. As a child he saw me with a camera probably more often than he would have liked to, especially as it was often trained on him. In reality, I find myself learning from him how to see photographically. My theory is that in his area of particular research into the development of spatial expression in video gaming he has developed an acute sense of what it is to see strongly, to narrow down the confusing array of visual input that surrounds him in that complex city into powerfully succinct statements of what he sees and feels.
The website he has just inaugurated is here:
I hope you will visit. There are many places there worth a pause or two.
One day in late winter Christy and I were taking a drive to Washington on the Brazos to try to see the remains of the old Baylor campus.
We passed this old shed and came back to consider taking a film photo with the Sinar F 4 x 5″ camera we brought along just in case any subject seemed to justify the ordeal of using it. It is a real pleasure, actually, to have to force yourself to work in an orderly, methodical, careful manner with this camera.
Digital scenario: Step out of car (maybe), take off lens cap, turn on camera, compose, shoot, check LCD and maybe histogram, post process.
View camera scenario: Definitely get out of car. Determine where to place tripod. Assemble camera onto tripod piece by piece. Open shutter on lens. Go under focusing cloth and compose your photograph. Make any necessary adjustments (rise, fall, shift, tilt) you might want to control the image. Use the loupe on the ground glass to get fine focus. Close the shutter on the lens. Attach your green filter to lighten the foliage and darken the sky. Use your 1 degree light meter to measure the shadow area where you want some detail. Use the number you get reading this area. Make your exposure to be 3 stops below this to place your shadow where you want it. However, open up a couple of stops to compensate for the light lost due to the use of your green filter. Move one ring on the lens to set your aperture. Move the other to set the shutter speed. Cock the shutter. Attach cable release. Place film holder in back of camera under ground glass. Remove the dark slide. Make your exposure. Replace the dark slide. Remove film holder. Disassemble the camera and repack. Develop film at home in trays. Seriously, just as I got back into playing vinyl records for the tactile, direct, analog experience, but won’t toss out my iPod, so I will continue to work with film as long as it is around. Given the resurgent interest among, especially, young people rebelling against digital, it may be around for a while. Check out youtube on the subject. Still, there are just some things digital cameras and editing software can achieve that cannot be done with film. Even Ansel Adams anticipated the day that digital would come along. Also search yt for an interview with him on that topic. So, I’ll keep using my digital with great joy, but will also appreciate the approach that film forces upon me.
I received an email yesterday from the Bullock Museum in Austin. that was fairly important to me in my life as a photographer. I suppose the bottom line for a lot of us is that we want fame, to have our name posted somewhere in public next to our masterpiece(s). Going online and sharing is fine, but it’s not the same as having to pass work through a panel of judges going up against other photographers’ works as well and to have yours be selected. Yes, I have done photography for money, but the money part leaves me feeling numb…I simply don’t care for it that much and it actually ruins the experience as a creative one. A word of recognition or gratitude means much more than money. That’s my opinion.
Several weeks ago, I saw a call for entries to this:
I submitted a dozen photos and in the numbers of “likes” I was, as usual, putting in a dismal performance. It’s just that I don’t push myself “out there” too much on FB, Instagram, or whatever social media that exist. I’m not even on Instagram, honestly. (I lost a contest one time the theme of which was people on bicycles to two other finalists because the winner was determined by the number of FB “likes.” So much for judging. Mine was the best, simply that. I did not canvas for votes and I never will.)
So now, in spite of my few “likes,” I had a chance in this one since a panel of JUDGES actually looked at the 550 submissions and made their decisions on an informed and professional basis, not on how popular the photographer is.
This is the famous image:
It’s called Winter Storm over Chisos Mountains and the exhibition goes May 23 to June 19 at the Bullock Museum. It will be printed 8 x 12, mounted, matted and framed. I’ve emailed a request to send them a print I make myself. No answer yet and I have my doubts. I’d just like to be in control of the quality. However, they know their display conditions, so maybe I should just leave it up to them.
I suppose after dozens of long trips to Big Bend and back over the last 30 something years the law of probability would dictate that something was likely to happen based on the sheer amount of effort and the humongous numbers of negatives, transparencies and files created of the place. I’m glad it did happen and will go have a look at the exhibit that recognizes the wonders of this place I have loved.
Update: We visited the museum this past weekend. Nice place. There were something like nine of us amateurs who had our work posted on a wall in a display entitled: “Big Bend through Your Lens.” That display of the efforts of the tyros will be changed out monthly.
These photos are digital all the way, shot on a trip or two across Texas. This is why I really don’t go out with my camera where I currently sojourn in Houston: Everything is too CLEAN! Hardly a molecule of ferric oxide or a fleck of peeling paint or a bare board to be seen.
I like to imagine how it was when all these things were new and in good repair. How did their owners feel? When did neglect begin and why? Maybe these hard-living people didn’t care about the aesthetics of their structures and vehicles as much as simply how they served to help them survive over a few years of life. If the possessions succumbed to decay, so what? Plenty of this to see in Texas…except HOUSTON!! (Unless you’re talking about the roadways, then that’s another matter.)
Old home somewhere in west Texas. Not too long ago judging by the fact they had television…oh, wait, that WAS a long time ago!
Corner fillin’ station somewhere in Texas. Surely there was a market inside as well.
When was the last meal served? Somewhere in west Texas.
In west Texas.
In west Texas.
Outlaw bars…Either Talpa or Valera
The F. D. I. WHAT?
Old farmhouse not far from Rowena, Texas.
In Rowena, Texas.
In Rowena, Texas.
We got up early in Houston to make the 40 something mile drive to East Beach on Galveston Island. My goal was really to catch some waves with camera on a tripod to get the dreamy blur effect. However, as soon as the sun was rising, I couldn’t use the shutter speeds needed for the blur. I got these:
The Houston Ship Channel is here and I got this of a ship on the horizon:
There was a shark on the beach that, apparently, his friend buried in the sand and then swam off and forgot to extract him:
This could be his friend, a hammerhead supine nearby. Maybe he died from the exertion of burying this shark:
While you would think other animals would be in mourning, these guys weren’t at all upset:
The camera was a Nikon D7100 with dirty sensor and a Nikon 16 – 85 zoom (using split graduated ND filter) except for the gulls which were captured the next day with same body and Sigma 150 – 600 Sports version of that lens.
Some shots taken with iPhone and Fuji 645 camera on 120 film.
These were with iPhone. We found back alleys more interesting than the fronts of the buildings, mostly shops, of course.
Front of a church in Galveston.
This was actually not in Galveston. It was at Brazos Bend State Park a week earlier. Just didn’t have roll of film developed yet at that posting, so I’ll just put it here if it’s OK.
Spanish moss on tree, also at Brazos Bend SP. I’ll beseech your indulgence for posting it here due to same reason as stated above. I look forward to actually printing these on silver paper or maybe even give it a shot on platinum/palladium.
This is a great state park in Texas just about 30 minutes south of Houston. It features alligators and a nice variety of bird life.
Camera was a Nikon D7100 and the lens a Sigma 150- 600, effectively with the crop a 225 – 900. It is a large lens, of course, and it is even suggested that a monopod is the minimum support requirement. However, use a high enough ISO and shutter speed and that impediment to quick response to wildlife subjects (the monopod) can be fairly well avoided.
The shallow depth of field of a super telephoto allowed me to give sharp focus to the end of the snout and its reflection while making a pleasant blur in the other areas.
While the alligator looks sluggish, it’s said that they can dart out of the water fairly quickly to seize its victim (or camera-wielding tormentor). I wouldn’t have done this with a 50mm lens! He or she seems somewhat perturbed.
Now on the nicer side, a gallinule calmly graces the ripples with its vibrant beak looking like a corn candy.
Here is a group of gallinules in the fen.
The American bittern stalks its unwary fare.
Maw and Paw blue-winged teal rest on the lounge log.
I did shoot some black and white with a Fuji GA something or other 6 x 4.5 film camera, but here is a quickie digital rendition.
The ibis prepares to pounce.
The lazy gator a log mounts.
Gallinule walks the branch.
Double crested cormorant.
Gallinule and cormorant.
Great blue heron surveys his or her domain.
Ibis shows off for the gallinules. They are common, after all.
A herd of ibis feeds.
Ibis herd, another view.
More gallinule action.
Common egret I.
Common egret II.
Common egret three, frazzled.
The Sigma 150-600 is a reasonable solution to the common wildlife photographer who’d like to “get out there” a little further!
Last week I was pleased to take a long bicycle ride with my wife from Dallas White Rock Lake (marathon fame) to Deep Ellum in downtown Dallas. “Ellum” is a quaint pronunciation of Elm, as in Street. This place has a lot of eateries, clubs, bars, performing artist venues, wall art adorning the buildings (Neiman Marcus version of graffiti if you will) and believe me, I wouldn’t be caught dead there at night.
First, for some iPhone pictures on the way to DE along the SF Trail. (SF means “Santa Fe.”)
This was on the way to DE, as stated. I don’t know what it means, so if it’s objectionable, I apologize. Just pretend it’s the 23rd Psalm or something.
This was on way to DE also. Again, I’m not sure what the author meant, but I liked the hoop that looks like someone did a major slam dunk on it, the textures and the shadows here. Well done, iPhone.
I forget what they call this place, but here’s a sign.
Here’s an interesting piece of artwork outside a piano-themed establishment. There are several of them in different poses.
These are probably some well-known DE performers.
Again, think 23rd Psalm….
I tried to be abstract.
This is a bonus picture. It’s actually in Houston, but it seems to fit the theme here.
I hope you liked my pictures I took in Deep Ellum. Thank you for looking today.