I think now, even Kid Rock would admit he had things backwards.
“I do not believe that artists or actors and people should be out there like voicing their full-blown opinions on politics because, let’s face it, at the end of the day, I’m not that smart of a guy. I play Rock ‘n’ Roll, that’s what I do. Who would you trust to make your decisions, Donald Rumsfeld or the Dixie Chicks?”
Please go see The Unknown Known
I have been listening to The Dixie Chicks a lot these last few days. Those young woman were really good and tight. If they hadn’t been destroyed by the Bush cabal and its followers I think country music would be much better today than it is. The Chicks were hardly the worst casualty of the Bush disaster, that honor is split between the people of Iraq, our troops, and the our economy but they were a casualty none-the-less.
January 1, 2013
“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world”
Went to the eye doctor today. Had been feeling like I needed a new prescription especially on the close vision. Well, I most certainly do need new glasses. My near vision has moved the visual equivalent of a full f/stop but my distance vision has only deteriorated slightly. So I am trying to slide by with new reading glasses.
Funny thing. I had shot many pictures on the 1st which I had already looked at and rated for focus, exposure, framing and so on. Looked through them again with the new glasses. Now sometimes I want tight focus and sometimes I want soft but Uh oh! It seems that I have been rejecting shots that I believed they were not crisply in focus that actually had perfectly tight focus. Conversely some shots I thought were nice tight focus are actually soft. I wonder if discovering 20/20 vision again will change the work I produce?
“The legends lie cradled in the seagull’s call, and the promise they made are ground beneath the sadist’s fall.”
What’s s/he thinking?
“If he was only a little smaller I’d eat him.”
It was a beautiful day in the neighborhood…It’s actually a grayout not a whiteout but…
Approaching the George Washington Bridge
Entrance to Narnia? Moria? London 1888?
The Little Red Lighthouse
Look up in the sky – What! I can’t see sh**
Pigeons -178th Street
125th Street: Seagull feeding time
“There’s A High Flying Bird”
I spent all day today in the Lightroom. I took a photo cruise with B&H around Manhattan back in October. They teamed up with A&I Photobooks on a promotion that lets you create a 40 page photo book of the day very inexpensively. I took over 700 hundred pictures that day. Today I spent the day cutting.
First cut brought me to 250. Second cut to 140. Those I did some minimal work on (primarily white balance and exposure) and then cut down to 75. Those I worked more extensively. I am now down to 59 and will make my final cut in the morning.
I worked one picture more than the rest and below we have it in theme and variations. I am interested to hear your thoughts. Which one do you like?
I was downtown visiting a friend at her photo shoot for The Food Network Magazine. As many of you know, food shooting is difficult and very precise work. It is very difficult to make good food look good on camera. People work extremely hard and with great precision to bring you all those pretty pictures you see in the magazines. It is a very controlled environment.
When I left I walked out onto Broadway…a less controlled environment.
Watching the world go by
Decided to take a second pass at Ailsa’s Travel theme of soft (other entries may be seen here). This is not my usual style but I like it.
Shot at 6:45 AM on October 21, 2011.
Tech Talk Time:
1/15 of a second
I worked on it a bit in Lightroom. The main changes were dropping the exposure a stop and a half, soften the contrast and de-saturating. A few other small tweaks but that is about it.
New York was quieter than normal most of the day as it was Yom Kippur and many of our neighbors throughout the city were in the synagogue for services or at home fasting. As the day moved towards sunset I took a walk down to the river and saw many people in groups with prayer books while others sat in contemplative quiet.
Of course, not everyone at the river was contemplating the conclusion of The High Holy Days…