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August 25, 2010
Oh, the Places I've Been
One of a good number: Chinle, Arizona.
May 1, 2010
Thrice-yearly update
1. It's a long way to mid-June and the new Robyn album, which will be fantastic if this song is even a slight indication.
2. Still taking photos around Brooklyn. Usually with my real camera, but also still playing around and trying to see what tricking the panoramic function on my cellphone yields.
February 11, 2010
The Blizzard of 2010
Best shot of the bunch. Which is not to say the others aren't worth a look.
November 21, 2009
Ain't it a shame all the world don't got keys to their own ignition
Ah, California. You are awesome. I hope you don't fall into the sea as a result of your various natural, economic, and political disasters.
Belated photos from a delightful trip out to Napa for a friend's wedding:
August 11, 2009
It is important to remember . . .
. . . particularly in August -- when the pavement bakes, the air is a haze, and it is not possible to walk more than one block without smelling urine that you hope but don't believe is just from somebody's dog -- that this place is also beautiful.
An old photo I neglected to post at the time of its capture:
June 29, 2009
Again at the Smith & 9th stop . . .
My cellphone's special assignment as go-to device for deliberately screwy panoramic pictures of the subway continues:
June 10, 2009
Old Blighty
As this blog transitions to photo-only mode, it may be time for me to finish editing my spring break photos already. The Portugal photos are slow going, but I've got the UK photos going at a steady clip. Some examples:
Trafalgar Square:
Kingsway:
Thames by night, variation 1 of a kajillion:
Buckingham Palace:
April 7, 2009
Cabo da Roca
The westernmost point in Europe, the place my contact lens committed suicide by leaping into the sea, and one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen. With one eye.
January 3, 2009
Merry Christmas to ME
My long, sad camera drought is over.
October 22, 2008
More Subway Surrealism
I really need to replace my sadly defunct digital camera. I can't afford it, but on the other hand, I can't afford to have all of my artistic expression** filtered exclusively through my cameraphone.
** This no doubt sounds high-falutin'. I would like to note that calling it artistic expression in no way constitutes a statement as to the quality of what I produce.
July 29, 2008
Summer 08 Snapshots
I still haven't edited the photos from my trip out to Walla Walla. Or from my nephew's birthday. Or my Mom's birthday. Or . . . well, I've got a lot of editing to do.
To get started, some everyday shots from around town.
First, the best thing ever:
MAGIC.
Below are some informal shots I rattled off on my cameraphone. I've been using its panoramic function the anticipated way and also toying around with it to stitch together noncontiguous/in-motion photos, usually as I ride the subway.
My subway chronicles:
Simple:
Dynamic:
Also seen around:
The poles of the gun debate encapsulated:
More fun with sign disrepair:
September 4, 2007
Vegas '07: The Retrospective. Part Trois.
The full album is done. Click below for more.
August 25, 2007
Vegas '07: The Retrospective. Part Deux.
I have many, many, MANY photos of the Grand Canyon. But the most interesting ones are below: the ones of the storm that flew over us twice during our afternoon there. There were two strange things about it:
1. Because the canyon is so immense, we could see different, sunshiny weather seemingly not far away.
2. It frickin' TUNNELED. As Alanna said, "I'm no weatherologist, but isn't that a tornado?"
Incidentally, the dappling storm phenomenon put "King of the Mountain" by Midnight Oil in my head for the rest of the trip--"Bad storm coming, better run to the top of the mountain / Mountain in the shadow and light, rain in the valley below".
Stage 1: Looming overhead.
Stage 2: Tunneling.
Stage 3: No, seriously, it's tunneling. But note the sunshine in the distance on the lower left.
August 22, 2007
Vegas '07: The Retrospective. Part Un.
My sister and I just got back from a fun-filled trip to Las Vegas, the city where you cannot possibly be dressed inappropriately, in either direction. Brace yourself for a slow trickle of photos from our adventure. Sure, I could just load 'em up without culling or correcting, but then you, gentle reader, would have to sift through the crap. That is not as it should be. As I recently found myself crying out by the light of a tiki torch, "Not editing is wrong!"
And so, with that warning out of the way, we begin.
We spot these in some gift shop at the Mirage.
They want your soul.
I yelp, "Aiyee!" Alanna says, "You can't just leave those out! You have to put up a sign or something!"
Then Alanna tries to make one of them even more frightening. She fails.
April 29, 2007
Back to my stomping ground once again
in inappropriate footwear, as is my wont.
As ever, click for more.
April 22, 2007
More Pics in the Park
Because moonlight and the beginning of Spring are not to be wasted.
More pics if you click.
January 23, 2007
Out walking again
I did a rather spur-of-the-moment walk over the Brooklyn Bridge yesterday, and then just kinda kept going until I was most of the way home.
Pluses:
--There were flood lights on at South Street and at the base on the Brooklyn side, so the whole thing looked different than usual
--It was freezing (literally) so there weren't many people out
--I walked 4.5 miles!
Minuses:
--That 4.5 miles was in improper footwear.
--I left my digital camera in my friend's car on NYE, and I keep forgetting to get it back, so I only had my cell phone's camera to snap away with. All that dramatic lighting went to waste!
Results, such as they are:
Strange shadows on the first tower:
Lights between the two towers:
Being a strange shadow on the second tower. I love my hat:
November 26, 2006
My digital camera is better than my cameraphone.
Quite the revelation, I know.
Anyway, what was meant to be a quick stroll through Prospect Park turned out to be a very long photo session. Because all of the following things are wrong with me:
-- I can't just see a duck. I have to look for its duck and geese friends!
-- If I have a camera, I have to photograph all of them
-- When near a lake, i have to take photos every three feet as the vista changes
-- Similarly, during a sunset, I have to take photos every 45 seconds as the light changes
-- If the moon is out, I have to shoot it in every damn segment of the frame
-- If the moon is out amongst trees . . . oh, forget it, I go on forever
-- Like most photo nerds, I bracket my exposures
-- Unlike many photo nerds, I also go beyond bracketing and just screw around with exposures to see what I can make appear from seemingly drab subjects
Well, this walk through the park was basically the perfect storm of my photo spasticity. Ducks! A lake! Sunset! A moon visible before and after! I'm lucky to have emerged without smoke coming out of the lens.
The very much culled results can be found by clicking on one of the ducks below:
November 25, 2006
My cameraphone is better than your cameraphone.
True story.
But I should still remember to take my digicam or SLR around with me. This is getting ridiculous.
Pics from yesterday's walk through Prospect Park.
The lake.
One of the bigass trees by the Long Meadow.
August 28, 2006
More idling away at Photoshop
When the craigslist apartment hunting must pause and I'm in need of a wind-down activity before slumber, the hobby this summer has been (as seen once before) making photos look like comic book panels. Stupid? Sure. But FUN.
The most recent samples are below; there are many, many more where these came from.
August 23, 2006
They didn't know I was panoramic
My cameraphone, while possessed of some reasonable limitations, is startlingly good for, you know, a bonus feature on a cellphone.
For fun times with the W600's panoramic mode, see below. Some images I intensified in Photoshop, but all images were stitched together by the camera, not on the computer (hence some imperfections). I also didn't do more than one effect on any image. And all of these are half-size.
Pretty damn cool.
Unfiltered images:
The full spectacularrrr:
June 6, 2006
And the Brooklyn Bridge photo walks resume
I've gone over the bridge a number of times in the last year, but haven't done the dedicated photowalking/blogging. As part of a larger "yes, everything went to hell last year, but so goddamn what" campaign, the copious photographing resumes.
Yesterday's tack: underexposing to bring color to a blah, washed out sky.
February 12, 2006
Slope in the Snow
Haven't blogged in a long time, mostly 'cause when it takes about three hours a day to summon the will to live, there just isn't any time left over for self-absorbed Internet rambling.
But I did some real rambling in the snow today, and it was fun. Click the dog for more:
August 2, 2005
Mad City
Other pics of the Madison trip are here. Luckily for you, I took no pictures of the conference I was attending. Otherwise, it'd be all fluorescent light, strange hair, and distressingly unsupportive bras as far as the eye can see.
My observations on the city itself:
-- Drivers are quite courteous to pedestrians
-- The lake shores are lovely
-- Lots of blue eyes
-- Nice farmers' market
All in all, a nice place with (going by a brief sampling and posters) fun music. And it was thoroughly salutary to be outside of my daily life for a spell.
April 6, 2005
Encore une fois
My personal assignment to see the same thing in different ways continues. (So I am ignoring the suggestion that Monkey Pants, aka my sister, made in comment to my previous entry. But not out of spite.) Bless Daylight Savings for making it easier.
Also, Veronica Mars was awesome last night.
March 31, 2005
Running out . . .
. . . of ways to take photos of the same place without taking the same photo. Good thing I hit this week's walk around sunset instead of when it was already dark.
This had the added benefit of getting me home in time to see the contestants on America's Next Top Model lose their shit after erroneously assuming that one woman's rash was--what else?--flesh-eating, pneumonia-causing bacteria. That was some great TV. Thank you, Tyra Banks. May you go from strength to strength.
Anyway, before I settled down to bask in ANTM's awesomeness, I did my weekly walk home over the bridge. Stay tuned for next week, when my increasingly desperate bids for photo variation will probably have me taking photos of angry, oncoming cyclists in the bike lane.
March 28, 2005
On the Way Home
Ah, the moon over Brooklyn. It is like the moon over any other place--beautiful--only you can't get a photo of it without cars wrecking the shot. It continues to surprise me how much I edit out of my perception when I'm looking without a camera; I know the cars are there, of course, but I see the brownstones, trees, and moon. Put a lens on it and BAM! It's crapass Corollas for miles.
Anyway, following DeGraw from Fourth to Fifth Aves. on my way home Friday, I made a valiant, traffic-defying attempt to capture the lovely evening.
Mixed results.
March 22, 2005
A Movie Star Has to Star in Black and White
Pardon the ripped-off Adrienne Kennedy quotation. Especially since its only applicability is that all of the photos I took on today's Brooklyn Bridge walk were black and white compositions.
We've got yer basic moon through the cables shot:
And yer folks walking over the bridge with Brooklyn behind them and the Manhattan Bridge to the north:
Aaaaand we've got the first album cover for The Adairdevils. (Album forthcoming once musical talent attained.)
March 15, 2005
Resolution Still Intact after Four Days!
Though my previous entry is dated the 13th, the photos were taken walking home on the 11th. Thus my walking over the bridge today constitutes adherence to my recently announced policy; I'm good until at least next Friday. Considering the sad fate of other resolutions I have made--I will only read books that challenge me! I will be a better correspondent! I will not plot coups!--this is remarkable progress indeed.
Fewer photos, though, and only one worth posting. It was cold, dammit.
March 13, 2005
New Policy
At least once a week, I will walk home over the Brooklyn Bridge from at least the City Hall stop (I don't think I can make myself go past Canal Street and remain sane). Sure, the photos I take will be shaky, since I haven't mastered setting the shutter speed on my (recently acquired) digital camera, there are cars rumbling beneath, and, for now at least, it's fucking freezing without gloves. But it's one of the few places to be thoroughly in the city without a full-blown crowd around, and with proper timing, I'm there as the sky changes colors. Even on rather crappy weather days, as below, it's beautiful and keeps the psychosis at bay.
February 28, 2005
Gates
The Gates were every bit as cool as they were intended and reputed to be. And since we went into the park up in Harlem, the crowd was merely bustling rather than insane.
I got a swatch, so I think I may now consider myself the object of near-universal envy.
Photos here.