One a Day

Holy crap I just worked an 13 hour day.  I have to be up in 7 hours.  Really didn’t want to take a picture tonight, but I did, after seeing a row of street lights in a foggy haze.  Then had a deer standing still in a playground for long enough for me to stop the car, set up my tripod and set my exposure, and as I snapped the shutter, off she went into the woods.  Got into my car, drove 25 feet, turned around 6 point buck just standing 15 feet in front of my car, stuck in my headlights.  Take out my camera, set up tripod, check exposure, and off he goes.  Deer are jerks.

Anyone know what this is?

Short and sweet tonight, long day tomorrow.  Seriously long day.

So I didn’t have any coffee today.  It was by choice.  I have a bunch of early days this week, and I’m hoping to rewire my sleeping schedule.  I’ve been sleeping like a college kid for the past month or so, and that shit is not so cute at my age.  So in my lack of caffeine haze, I decided to try and work on a project for a friend which involved taking pictures of whole coffee beans.  The photo isn’t the final product, and actually as of yet I haven’t been able to get the final part right.

Anyway, I actually busted out the studio lights for this, and I really need to start using them more.  No modifications, just pure unadulterated light.

I had this in my head for a few days, and needed a fill up, so it was kind of a no brainer.  I like the idea of taking something mundane and making it interesting, and there isn’t really anything more mundane than pumping gas.  There’s something beautiful about the bokeh of the passing lights, and the peculiar angle.

Do I really need an explanation for putting a cat on the internet?  Didn’t think so.  Fun fact: I have the flash point behind me at the ceiling to bounce some fill light, so I could get details for inside and outside.  Side note: I took a photo during the day!

So I actually had this photo in mind from yesterday.  I always remembered this road sign being humongous, so when I realized that it wasn’t I had to change my composition.  I spent, what some may call, an excessive amount of time driving this loop of back roads during my late high school to early college years.  I always remembered getting to this part of the loop and catching this sign through bleary eyes, and it always had this ominous undertone to it. Now I know its not supposed to be threatening, and that to the people that live here its like a welcome home.  To me it always felt like a warning, like “this is the end of the line..”  Paranoid much?  Anyway, my initial intention was to just get a simple shot of the sign, and have no motion going on.  That went out the window when a car passed on my first, and only, exposure.  I felt the passing car, really spoke well to the narrative of my connection to this place.

Strolled by the house I grew up in.  It was pretty weird.  Definitely felt like an invasion of privacy, finally felt like it wasn’t my house.  Focus is a little soft, I had to rush, out of there.

This is part of a diptych.  I took the original a few years back, without a tripod, and vowed to take it again once I had it.  I have to wait until winter to redo it, if I decide to. This is the summer version, and decided to keep the car in it after some deliberation.   What made the origional interesting was the lack of life, but seeing as that summer is in general way more lively than winter, leaving some light streaks in seemed to make sense.

Rain is definitely killing the productivity.  It’s hard enough getting out to take pic’s at night when its not raining.  So here’s some hip shots.

My little cousin was off playing, and I interrupted her to take a picture.  Every once in a while when  I see them do something, it reminds me of myself when I was little, and its really hard to wipe the smile off my face.  Like right now, at 2 am.