Thursday, May 4, 2017
I've wanted to photograph this pier pillar down at Canal Park for ages. It's been adorned with tons of locks. I suppose it's a gesture similar to the one in Paris on the Pont des Arts bridge. I dreamed of all of the great images I was going to get when I finally got around to getting down there with my camera. During a recent trip to Duluth, my friend Jacqueline and I ventured down to the pillar and I was so excited to finally begin making all of these great photos I had imagined. I have to say that it was disappointing. The locks were nothing special, most of them new locks with sharpie scrawl on them. Macro shots weren't quite right. Wider angle, kind of environmental portraits, weren't quite right. I struggled for awhile and then decided it just wasn't meant to be and put my camera down. When processing the images, there was just one that kind of stood out. It's the one you see here. This image was taken the week of the one year anniversary of Prince's death so maybe it's fitting that this one spoke to me.
Monday, May 1, 2017
If you are a purist, you may want to turn away. This image was done with the Lensbaby Velvet 56, with multiple exposure in camera. I love the contrast of the very angular patterns in the water against the circular and round motion of the clouds. It's a bit abstract, but it makes a statement that rings true with me.
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
Monday, April 17, 2017
You do all kinds of weird stuff with your camera if you sit on a bench and stare at things long enough. This is an image of the canal in Duluth that was done using multiple exposure in camera. I did three shots, one of the canal and two of random cloud groups. I didn't do much in post processing other than increase the contrast a bit, but still wanted the image to have a dream like quality. Take a look at Jacqueline's blog later this week because I'm pretty sure she's going to have something similar, but much better. She's a pretty amazing photographer so if you don't already follow her, you should definitely consider it. You're missing some great stuff.
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of their character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning. - Lydia M. Child
Sunday, March 26, 2017
It's no secret that I see the world in selective focus, but sometimes it's with an additional twist. This image was taken with my Lensbaby Velvet 56. Add multiple exposures in camera and something ethereal can happen. I am aching for spring.
Tuesday, February 7, 2017
I spent a morning at the Minnesota Landscape Arboretum with my friend Jacqueline and my Lensbaby Velvet 56. I did my best to channel my inner Kathleen Clemons, but orchids are hard people and I'm no Kathleen Clemons. It was a nice couple of hours and we're going to try to get back again. This is straight out of the camera and was shot wide open at f1.6. I love blur.
Wednesday, February 1, 2017
This is from a winter shoot at the Minnesota Landscape Arboretum with my friend, Jacqueline. The Arboretum was quiet and the air was clear. It felt good just to breathe. One of the things that I love about winter, in addition to the beautiful low light, is the quiet resolve of things once living. Plants and trees that hold on to their leaves or petals in spite of the cold and the wind. I feel there's something I can learn from their resolve.
Friday, January 20, 2017
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
There is a local restaurant that over the last couple of years has become a second home on weekend mornings. My daughter and I started going there every Saturday after our singing lessons. That expanded into occasional Sundays as well. The staff was always very warm and welcoming and were generous with their time as we often lingered, deep in conversation. They have become like a second set of brothers and sisters to me. I still go nearly every week, although it's a lonely experience without my daughter. There is comfort in the familiar there. Through the eyes of my camera last week, some ordinary things became beautiful to me.
Monday, January 16, 2017
There are times when ordinary things, seen in a new way, can be beautiful. Lines, curves, shadows, highlights, texture. I see the world a bit sideways - myopically hazy. My goal this year is to embrace my vision and take the risk of sharing as I explore ordinary things. I hope you will join me here.
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
14 weeks without a post and now a photo of a blanket? Really? Yes, really. Last week, during a family vacation, it struck me as I looked at this blanket in the soft morning light, how much of my identity has become wrapped up in this fabric. When I was in a nursing home for 3 weeks in 2014 after nearly losing my life and my left leg to sepsis, it was the only piece of home I had for those weeks. It brought me warmth and comfort, it soaked up my tears in the middle of the long and dark nights, it wrapped me and my daughter up when she crawled into my hospital bed with me to watch youtube videos during visits - I could go on and on. Even after I returned home, it continued to be attached to me. I hurt my back in 2009 and can no longer sleep laying down in a bed so when I sleep in my recliner this is the fabric that keeps me warm and whose weight makes me feel less vulnerable as I sleep. This photo reminds me that it's sometimes the simple and mundane things that are beautiful because of what they mean to you. Do you have something similar that maybe only you find beautiful and photo worthy? I would love to for you to share those things with me here.