In honor of one of the truly great people of our lifetime, Nelson Mandela, Ailsa has picked Symbol as the Travel Theme of the week. Fortuitously, I spent some time yesterday shooting an act that I regard as symbolic of the end of summer.
If you read yesterday’s post (here), you know about the boats that fill the Hudson with water. That, however, is not the only thing they do. They also symbolically show the begin of summer and winter when they visit the 79th Street Boatyard. When you see the Miller family of tugboats on the water with a crane you know that the season is definitely here.
Approaching the roundup
The herd has no idea of what is happening
Here little doggie
Until next year
A few other looks at symbols:
Travel Theme : Symbol | Moments In Life
Symbol | @vannilla
Travel Theme: Symbol | travelicius
Weekly Travel Theme: Symbol | Lillie-Put
Travel theme: Symbol | Without Strings Tied
The Camino de Santiago | Foto Challenge
Travel Theme: Symbol | Wind Against Current
Travel Theme: Symbol | Ese’ s Voice
For some time now I have been following Broken Light: A Photography Collective.
Today, The Accidental Cootchie Mama got all directive in her blog and told her readers to connect with the blogger who commented above them. To say I am not in that kind of mood is an understatement. But, I am not really as misanthropic as that may sound, so I decided that rather than my meeting someone new, I would introduce you to someone new. Broken Light seemed the right blog to point to. I strongly suggest you wander over to their site (follow the link at top of page) and check out the work.
The simplest explanation the Collective gives of itself is:
“We are photographers living with or affected by mental illness; supporting each other one photograph at a time. Join our community, submit today!”
They do not limit the contributors to those who are specifically diagnosed with an illness, they also have contributors who work in the field or who have affected family members. People of all levels from beginner to top professionals have submitted work since I have been following the blog. I really believe that it is worth your attention.
The weekly photo challenge is From Above.
You could think of it this way…
or maybe this way…
see a bunch more viewpoints below.
4-9-13 TEMPORARY SUMMER
New York decided to skip April and head straight for late May these last two days (more of the same tomorrow) but no worries, they say we will be back to late March by Thursday. However, as these are the first two days of warm weather folks have been rocking the parks. Lets go to Central Park, shall we?
That was yesterday. Today I went to Riverside Park and these two gentlemen asked me to take their picture. Their friends photo bombed it.
Before this I had, of course taken a walk down the Hudson.
All creatures great and small…
Our wills and fates do so contrary run
That our devices still are overthrown;
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own.
Mr. Shakespeare sure knew how to throw down, didn’t he? Many things brought this quote to mind. Yesterday Abigail and I left Boston and headed to Worcester, MA to visit Clark College. It is the only college in the US visited by Sigmund Freud. He and Carl Jung came over in 1909 to deliver a series of lectures. This article from The Chronicle of Higher Education, details a number of really interesting facts about the visit and Freud. This was most recently noted in the film “A Dangerous Method”.
In any event it snowed from Boston to Worcester and all through our visit. It continued to snow as we headed south on I-95 but as we came close to Hartford it changed to sleet, mixed with rain and snow, and the road became really slick. I slowed down to about 45. Many others did not. As we came over a rise in the road we saw an accident about 250 yards ahead of us. The accident had ended but two cars were totaled and at least five other vehicles were in the road in various states of damage. The crash occupied two lanes. As we got closer we saw three or four people in a circle around something and then a man in a suit running towards them. As he knelt down we saw that there was a woman lying very still in the road. She had clearly been thrown from her car. Many people were on their phones (I verified they had called 911) and the man in the suit who seemed to be a Doctor was checking vital signs etc. There is always a question in this situation, do you stop or continue on. With the knowledge that at least 20 people were already on the scene and that the Emergency personnel had been called, I chose to keep going and not add to the confusion. I believe that was the right choice, especially with Abigail in the car with me but…
What does Shakespeare have to do with this? If I had not slowed down we easily could have been in the middle of that wreck – we also could have been well past it or could have been the cause of it. Dumb luck.
What fates impose, that men must needs abide;
It boots not to resist both wind and tide.
This of course all happened less than 24 hours before the “arrival” of Spring. Well, if you say so. Sure does not feel like Spring in New York.
However to cheer myself up I spent much of the day working on a picture I took in April of 2011. Long time readers will have seen this shot before.
It came out of the camera looking like this…
After much back and forth and push and pull with myself I have brought it to here.
I need to sleep on it now to see what finishing touches it needs.
The law, in all its majestic equality, forbids the rich as well as the poor to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets, and to steal bread.
Ailsa’s theme this week is Bridges. With all the bridges on the Hudson you didn’t think I would miss that, did you? I am later than I wanted because I think this computer may be nearing its last roundup. But that is a problem for another day. Here are a few of the bridges over The Hudson. More to come, I hope.
Entryway to the Mid-Hudson Bridge
The Mid Hudson and The Poughkeepsie Walking Bridge
My favorite bridge and its little friend. The George Washington Bridge w/ The Little Red Lighthouse
“If you’re too open-minded; your brains will fall out.”
“Cloudy waters cast no reflection
Images of beauty lie there stagnant
Vibrations bounce in no direction
But lie there shattered into fragments”
I am spending a lot of time in midtown after dark these days and have become fascinated with light bounce, color temperature and reflections in buildings.
Straight From Camera
Worked in Lightroom