Tag: Photography

Dear Canon S90: We had a good run. Thanks for the thousands of photos that you provided during your two years of active service. Now, I send you on a mission, a mission impossible, if you will. You’ll be going to stay with one Mr. Tony Lester. This, my friend, will be an arduous journey, the likes of which you have never experienced. Things will ‘happen’ to you. You’ll start to malfunction for ‘no apparent reason’. You’ll endure scrapes, bruises…

In reading through some of the Proof blog entries, I ran across a mention of a workshop in the post: Stories of Rural America. Pictures Making Sense. I enjoyed the post and the photos. At the end, they mentioned the Missouri Photo Workshop. I went to the link, read the requirements: To apply, please download and complete the following application form. Be sure to include a brief letter about why you want to participate in the Missouri Photo Workshop, a…

A few weeks ago, National Geographic announced the launch of their blog, Proof. Proof is a blog featuring one of their photographers, every day. The photographer will make a short video, or perhaps write a short article about a certain aspect of their photography work. I shoot 30,000 or more pictures per year and out of those, maybe 3 or 4 of those are keepers … but those 3 or 4, they’re pretty good! … You’re by yourself all the…

Por la calle – on the street Chris is on his “A year at 28 mm” project. I thought that I’d do something a lot less lofty. I’m going to spend at week at 17 mm, which is 34 mm equivalent, as my Olympus OM-D EM-5 has a 2.0 crop factor. Returning to Mexico in a few weeks. I’ve got an idea for a project, so to speak. I’ll be staying with a Mexican family, interestingly enough, on a street…

Yesterday evening, I was in the park about 90 minutes before sunset. I headed down to what I call the bottom of the park. It’s probably the lowest elevation in the park, perhaps some 20 – 30 feet lower than the highest point. It is on the eastern side of the park; here, it gets light streaming through pretty early, but is plunged into shadow early, as well. I knew that I didn’t have much time. I wanted to hike…

Saturday morning at 2:20 AM, I noticed a different ‘sound’ in the house. Quiet. Gone was the sound of the ear flowing out of the vents, the distant hum of the refrigerator motor, the sound of the movement of the blades of the ceiling fan. All that remained was the sound of crickets from the open window. I awoke to find the house in total darkness. The power had been interrupted. I was without electricity. No mind, it was early…

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