We did get out some, the thirtyfive and I. In another country and not a whole lot, but enough to burn a few gigabytes of data to a harddisk. I like the term *tourist stand, a bit like a light stand, about position. Or positioning. Stay tuned.
Replacing old with ancient, in digital camera terms at least, #runningman’s image quality just decreased, considerably. It turns out that’s quite alright, if not for the better. Battery life is still adequate, pixel count has gone down and with it, file size is lovely, colours are wonky in a good way and the optic is good. Best of all though, the older, worse camera of the two is much smaller, lighter, and no drama worth […]
Although there is reason to believe that both Mona and the artist behind the work with her name are real people of flesh and blood who got up in the morning, ate breakfast and went to school, based on the information available it is not possible to say whether their paths crossed only briefly or if they ever had a relationship of some kind. If they were classmates, played in the school brass band together, […]
For the lack of having anything to say, and the fact that it's late may already, six favs are up.
I used to know someone who would be present in nature while I ran around like a madman attempting to make it stick to film. Can’t rembember bothering to stop much and ask myself what it was I was trying to find, or capture. Just went on, searching, framing, adjusting, releasing the shutter, collecting fragments of reality as it passed. As if I needed them in order to confirm—or excuse, not really sure which—my existence, […]
Tonight when I get home I will be exhausted. Go to bed early and sleep for eight hours straight. Tomorrow after lunch is free to do whatever I like so the thirtyfive and I are going for a walk. According to the forecast visibility will be better than last time. End of announcement.
Sure the subject matter is close to heart and all. And one of it I don’t think is terrible. But really, I can’t stand these two photographs. Perhaps what I dislike the most about them is how they represent if not my greatest flaw when it comes to getting things done, then certainly one on the top–10 list; the tendency to postpone whatever it is I should be doing while waiting for some pieces of […]
If there was a scale and it tried to describe ways of moving between one place and another and on one end there was elegance, that’s about where the sailboat would fit. In the middle there might be something representing neutrality and way out on the other end we would find the cruise ship. This was a subjective observation from someone who has yet to set his foot on one.
I should so not have tossed that camera. This could have turned into something really interesting. Much more interesting than I can cough up on my own. Ohwell. Water under bridge.
..the squares are the ones from New Landscapes that resonate nowadays—long before that it was the squares from the square camera that,.. well—wanted to resonate but never quite got there. Still staring at old photographs. These from 2006, made with good help from the Voigtlander Perkeo II. Speaking of the Perkeo. How lovely it would be to be able to find a replacement bellows for it. Or better yet, a DIY repair solution. On to […]
A step back to a previous life, it seems. In a sense, not an overstatement. From 2003, I believe. Taken somewhere I shouldn’t have been spending time. Fond of the pic though. Complicated, as they say.
Looking at this set of photos. As an exercise in how to choose a subject, which ones to walk past, what angles to consider photographing from, distance, height. That sort.. They’re from almost a decade ago, the photographs, taken with a wide angle zoom that can’t be moved (as in up or down or sideways), probably with the lens taped to a fixed focal length. I deleted a few photos from the set, prematurely, in […]
