April 16, 2014
not dead yet

I swear I don’t mean to be dribbling out these photos one at a time, but the last two days… well, I got the flu (thanks, flu shot, for nothing), and my RAID had to be rebuilt. Luckily for me, adding a disk back to the raid is all automagic, because I’ve been pretty worthless otherwise.

In any case, I’m alive, and hopefully tomorrow I’ll be back at it.

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April 13, 2014
one photo got left out

I decided that this one, that was from later in the evening, really belonged with the last group of photos… but since I don’t like to go back and edit posts, and it’s sunday, I’m just gonna be lazy and post one photo, and call it good.

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April 11, 2014
half glimpses in the dark

I think we took the long way to get there, through Merced. The long way is my favorite way. You see more. Honestly, after that burrito, I was pretty out of it, just shooting pictures out the window and trying to take it all in.

On a camera nerd note, photos 3-5 were shot at ISO 25600, which is just silly fast. Would I use this for product shots? No. I do like the way it looks, even though there’s no fine detail (focus was impossible, since those were shot from the car).

I do think digital cameras have matured enough that I can afford to stay a year or 18 months behind the curve and reap substantial savings. The camera I just bought is the same one I bought new when it came out in 2012, but this time I paid about half price. It’ll last me at least another year, at which point something that’s new and hot now will be affordable, and all the problems that come with early adoption will be sorted.

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yosemite chapter 1

splitting this into several chapters because there are many photos with many different moods in them. Going out to Yosemite was the last trip out from the old house, although I didn’t thing of it as such at the time. It was sort of a headlong rush home and then down to the south bay to meet out ride/companions for the trip, D and C.

we made it on the road at about five, and hit traffic both going south and north. That, along with separate stops at starbucks, gander mountain, and a little mexican place just before the pass into the valley, for dinner. Come to think of it, it may have been bass pro shops where we stopped for socks, they’re effectively the same, just REI with guns instead of bikes and boats in addition. I was on the lookout for a spare battery for the rented camera, a Nikon D610, but found none. It’s a fast camera, that does all the things my D700 did, but for less money and maybe a bit better in low light. Half a stop better. But I digress.

After the mexican food, there was a long, winding road into the valley. This is a place that is impressive even in half-glimpses in the dark. Those photos are in the next post, though.

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April 8, 2014
and now for something completely different

And by completely different, I mean black and white, night photos. Pretty much my raison d’etre for a long time. Now, I’m looking more at the day time. I’m not sure if that’s an accident of when I’m awake, or something I’m doing on a subconcious level. Probably a little bit of both.

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April 4, 2014
I have a camera again!

I’m happy to report that my new camera arrived today, so I can keep boring you indefinitely with more photos… of course, that’s not the point. I’m not myself without it; not just without the camera, but without the act of taking pictures. I get depressed, moody. Easily tired.

Someone asked me recently why I’m always taking photos, and I sort of drew a blank, like I always do. Then, they rescued me. “Do you do it just for the Art of it?” they said. Yes, that’s exactly why I do it. That, and I can’t not do it. I need to be taking pictures, in some fundamental way. Everything goes kind of flat and shitty when I’m not taking pictures regularly; it’s as if the act of photographing turns the world up a notch.

Making photographs, making art, brings me joy, but not the kind sunshine and puppies and laughter kind. It’s more like water. It’s just not possible to go on without it. One is ephemeral, experiential. The other is hard and certain, something you make with your own hands. It is a sword that will cut god, a path to buddha-nature.

Enough already. Have some photos. Goodnight.

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April 3, 2014
on the way to work

I don’t know if it’s me, or what, but I always seem to find myself in these beautiful places. Everything sort of falls together, and then I take a picture. What is my subject? Is it the everyday? Is it me, being a crazy person? Is it the world, not making any sense? If there ewre a feeling I was trying to convey, maybe it would be that moment of realizing how lost youare, and looking around to get your bearings.

It’s probably none of that. I have been drinking. There was wine, and then there was whiskey… well, at least tomorrow is Thursday.

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April 1, 2014

The phenomenon when the earth’s light is reflected on the crescent or new moon. It’s also pretty spectacular. This was the night of Chris’s birthday party, down in Santa Cruz. When looking it up to make sure it was one word instead of two, I found this cool article from nasa. Totally worth reading for the description of what earthshine would look like from the dark side of the moon.

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March 31, 2014
can’t even think of a title

This post has been through a a bunch of iterations about something that has nothing to do with the photos, so I figured I’d just post the photos.

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March 27, 2014
On ‘On Being a Photographer’

Reading On Being a Photographer (OBaP, for short). It’s a good, if probelmatic book. It’s stronly opinionated about what is and isn’t a good photograph, and how they are made. It’s helped greatly by the fact that the two authors are generally dead on. There’s a lot in there that is about half rhetorical trickery and half untrue. They completely miss the point of photography after, say, John Szarkowski’s tenure at MOMA, and of a lot of the legitimate criticisms of photography. The book oozes the subtext of two old men yelling at kids “Get off my Lawn!”

That said, the descriptions of working methods, how to do the work of being a photographer, are invaluable, and would have saved me about 5 years of learning if someone had put the book in my hand 10 (12?) years ago. It’s way more practical than the mind’s eye, but not as good as beauty in photography. I’m only halfway through, but I think I’ll finish it this time (last time I started it I couldn’t get over the old man tone of the thing). Totally worthwhile.

I’ve got about three weeks, wall clock time, until I can replace my camera. Call it a month, by the time it ships to me. This is the longest I’ve been without a camera since I started photographing seriously in 1998. Even when I got hit by the car, breaking my 5d, I had a loaner. It’s really weird. It doesn’t help that I was in the middle of discovering a new subject, the ‘signs’ project. One of the problems with OBaP: they think you can’t go out without a subject in mind and find one. It’s simply not true. It really seems absurd if you think about it, that you couldn’t dicsover something visual by working visually. It just requires a lot of patience.

Now I’ve finally found something new to shoot, and it’s really exciting. I can’t wait till I’ve got something to shoot it with again.

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