Tag Archives: Photo

From my Flickr: “Tunnel Vision”

Yosemite is a 2-3 hour drive from Fresno, which is the closest airport. As you’d guess, the roadside views as you near your destination become spectacular.

I’d been here once before. I saw someone who couldn’t take it any more and stopped his car in a sort of dangerous spot so he could get out and get a photo. I could only laugh, imagining his reaction when he got back on the road, entered the Wawona Tunnel, and exited to THIS. Which, God bless the Park Service, is a safe, nicely-kitted-out rest area.

Photo notes: this was taken with a phone. A damn phone! I’ve been giving Lightroom Mobile a workout over the past few weeks, and using its built-in camera function whenever I’m taking a photo that might be described as "arty." The photo is shot as a .DNG RAW file (which captures full image sensor data) and it lands in Lightroom’s library without my having to import anything,

I made a bunch of tweaks, of course, but gehosaphat! That’s a terrific photo. I shot the same picture with three other cameras but I doubt that even the E-M1 would have done a better job.

It’s worth pointing out that it’s tough to stand in that place, at that time of day, in that weather, and not get a great photo. Nonetheless, I marvel at the fact that this was taken with a mid-priced phone.

See it here: http://flic.kr/p/EttVis

From my Flickr: “They’ve got us surrounded!”

Gallery 700 at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Filled with American sculpture of the 19th and early 20th century.

It’s a photosphere, so please, scroll your away around.

Hmm. Harriet Whitworth Frishmuth’s "The Vine" has been blurred out by Google’s photosphere app. Could just be a glitch, but could it be censorship?

See it here: http://flic.kr/p/EfAvsz

From my Flickr: “Legume Cube”

Yes, it’s a nice photo of Our Friend The Squirrel. But he and I both had ulterior motives. He, to tuck into a huge free buffet, and me, to test out another new piece of gear.

This time, it’s the Lume Cube. This is a damn nifty 1.5" aluminum cube with a SUPER-high intensity LED array behind a diffuser. All you see here is a lovely photo, but it’s partly so because I have this tiny but powerful rechargable light on a tabletop tripod off to the left.

See it here: http://flic.kr/p/EjE85Z

From my Flickr: “Sweet Ride”

I started my search for a new bicycle with The Sweethome’s excellent roundup of commuter/fitness bikes. After a few days of further research from other sources, I took their top pick for a test ride and liked it so much that I ended the hunt right there.

But if I’d walked into the bike shop and said "I want the kind of bike that looks good with a bell up front and a basket in the back" I think they would have still would have steered me towards the Trek 7.2 FX. This is definitely the style of bike that the vicar in a Masterpiece Theater period drama would use to get around the village.

See it here: http://flic.kr/p/E5d5Ay

From my Flickr: “Merry Christmas”

And those shepherds in the fields saw a star, shining in the East

They followed it and found that all was as the angel had said unto them

There was a child, in a manger, in swaddling clothes

And his parents, already in line for the new iPhone

See it here: http://flic.kr/p/CmwR8U

The Secret Garden

The Secret Garden

You enter the Boston Public Library from Dartmouth Street. You pass under a sculpture by Augustus Saint Gaudens, past one by Frederick MacMonnies, through bronze relief doors sculpted by Daniel Chester French. These open into a lobby with arched ceilings covered in mosaics. You ascend a staircase fitted with yellow and amber marble from a defunct quarry that was reopened especially for this contract. You then turn left, or right, before the closed and locked set of oak doors at the head of this flight of stairs. You pass by one of the two magnificent stone lions carved by Louis Saint Gaudens, and continue to ascend, underneath a series of murals by Puvis de Chevannes.

Oh, right. The oak doors?

Yes. Locked. Always locked. Just past it is a public balcony above the courtyard. But the doors are locked. Always. Been coming here twenty years. Never seen anyone on that balcony, ever. Except in a photo from 1896.

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…Until Monday.

…When there was a tourist up there talking on his cellphone.

…Because somebody screwed up and left them unlocked.

There are very few parts of the library where I haven’t been, at this point. We’re down to “the parts for staffmembers” and “the board of trustees room” and “parts that are always closed.”

I have a plan to visit the Trustees room. It involves becoming a Trustee. I have already put the wheels in motion. Success is assured.

As to the last one…I mean, the building’s 1888 designers didn’t intend for me to visit the offices. They did intend for me to stand on that balcony. Look, I’m just saying, I know I’m not entitled to be there but I don’t feel as though I’m forbidden to be up there and if the door’s unlocked, I ain’t stopping to ask why!

I stood there and enjoyed the view and took photos until apparently someone with a radio saw me and used it to radio someone else, and shortly thereafter I was quite politely asked if Sir would mind very much not being there.

I left, immediately and courteously, with dozens of new photos in my phone and the sole regret that I didn’t have my good camera with me.

Which isn’t to say that the Nexus 5X didn’t serve me well. I took both of the above photos with it. As well as a photosphere, which you can view on Google Photos. Though (grr) it’s slightly janked-up.

Angel on my Shoulder

Angel On My Shoulder

Through the entrance; approach the grand staircase; proceed instead through the little hallway that runs alongside it on the right; enter the big medieval church-like exhibit space; exit immediately to the right; go through hallway of additional medieval art; straight past the silver saddle in the glass case and Gallery 700 (the Charles Engelhard Court of the American Wing) is just past the double glass doors.

Yup, I’ve now been here so many times I know the way by memory. The Met sculpture garden of 19th and early 20th century American works is slowly closing in on the Boston Public Library as my favorite photo spot.

It has that same sort of appeal for me as a photographer. The more times I visit it, the better I know the place and where to look for photos. I think I build a map of the space that informs me on a subconscious level as a walk around with my camera. If I were a better photographer, I might have spotted this shot on my first visit, instead of here on my…tenth? Well, it’s been a lot of visits and I’m neither the photo geek nor the guy interested in lovely art is anywhere near tired. I’m so lucky to be able to sneak up here during so many of my visits to the city. It’s become my default place to go when I’ve got a couple of hours free and no time to make plans to see something new.

Oh, and there’s another advantage to familiarity and repeat visits: I remember the shots I screwed up the last time. It’s too bad I can’t arrange a do-over on some of the photos I shot in Beijing!