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SPRUNG
Friday, September 11, 2009
As a camera-toting fan of this world, there are days when nothing is more appealing to my eye than the cold, gruff steel of heavy equipment.
There’s a long dead-end road nearby that I’ve been passing now for two years, each time wondering just what I might find way down at that dead end. Last week I finally made the turn, camera in hand, and discovered these bits of tanker car in that very place. Most appealing.
ALONG CAME A DAISY
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Daisies happen to be a favorite flower of mine. I love them for their slender simplicity and the pop of their primary colors. Yes, I know white is not a color, but if white is not primary, then what is? I tend to think of daisies as a sunflower lite. All the beauty, half the heft.
Spiders, on the other hand, happen to creep me out. I have spider nigthmares, fairly serious terrors that send me flailing from my bed, just to get away. They are rarer these days, but I am certain I’ve not seen the last of them.
Put the two together and what do you get? The above image, of course. Only I’ve taken the necessary steps to remove the color from both daisy and spider, though, if we’re being honest here, they were both white. And we all know white isn’t really a color anyway.
I watched this scene for a long time and was fascinated by what I can only ascribe to the spider as its “territorial stance.” Poised and ready, but for what?
I searched a few insect books (and yes, I know that spiders aren’t insects) to identify the little sucker, to no avail. Any help is appreciated.
OBSOLESCENCE
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
I seem to rely on Carmi’s Thematic Photographic these days to remind me to post to my own site, ignoring the damn thing until I suddenly remember that he has likely—unfailingly—updated the week’s assignment. In any case, it gets me to take a break from all that stuff sitting heavy on my shoulders—work, other work, more other work, baby, home improvement, thin wallet, etc. It gets me back here. It gets me to flip through my images, which, I rediscover weekly, brings me great joy.
I shot this at a wonderful junkyard in California’s Central Valley, where the jagged heaps of scrap have been baking beneath that awful, ambivalent sun for decades. The state of the automobile is a curious one these days, as the whole system seems to be busted, and I think this shot captures some of that.
SOUPY LACROSSE
Friday, July 31, 2009
I’ve heard fog referred to as “pea soup,” which aptly describes a yellowish fog. But that fog is typically not our fog. Ours is more a “15-bean” deal, misty and grey, but no less thick.
Fog is not an all-the-time deal around here, but I’m always intrigued by it when it befalls my fair city, especially from a photographic point of view. But by its very nature, fog is a muter, a dimmer of the lights, which of course is kind of anti in capturing things with a lens. Unless you’ve got a light source to cut through all those 15 beans.
Driving home the other night, I encountered the men and women of UP Lacrosse holding practice beneath the stadium lights, the exact sort of shine I’d been hoping for these last few foggy days.
I liked these few shots.
HAZEL
Sunday, April 12, 2009
So, there’s a kid now. A girl, Hazel.
My brother-in-law says it best, I think, when he says that in a split second, you become the most important and influential force in another person’s life. Bang, in an instant. And nothing could be more true.
And what a wonderful responsibility this parenthood deal is. We got a good one, my wife and I, and for that we are so thankful.