I always enjoy looking of intimate scenes at the marina. The tidiness of this tiedown rope made for a perfect graphic black and white.
Category: Black and White
Lone Ranch Beach
It dawned on me Sunday that I had not taken many pictures during the past week and I wondered what I was going to do about image of the week. But in looking back at images from my beach walk on Friday I was happy to find this semi-decent one. The colors were very muted due to overcast skies so I decided it would look better as a black and white. I never thought I had much use for the wide angle lens babies but that sweet 35 is really growing on me.
Floats
I was hard pressed to come up with anything this week as I was dodging raindrops on Sunday and completely gave up to the pouring rain on Monday. I did manage about five minutes at the harbor between showers. Normally I like the colors on fishing floats but in this case the boat in the background was kind of dull and I thought celebrating the textures and tones might work better.
Day 99 – Waterfall Rock
We were challenged to photograph a waterfall in a unique way. In this case I zoomed in on a rock at the base of the falls that had more or less water flowing over it depending on the wind direction. I processed it in black and white with a high contrast look and I rather like the results.
Today we hear from Rumi:
Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.
Day 97 – Sandals
We are going to be shooting all afternoon and then going up to Mt. Hood for sunset after dinner. So, I realized I had better post something from my morning walk before class starts or I will but up until midnight. I found these shoes along the pathway but did not see their owners. Shot with the Lensbaby Sweet 50 for maximum blur.
Today’s quote is from Ralph Waldo Emerson:
To the attentive eye, each moment of the year has its own beauty and in the same field it beholds, every hour, a picture which was never seen before and which shall never be seen again.
Day 65 – Nuts
Can’t seem to get away from Black and White. I had my eyes dilated at the eye doctor this morning so photography was not in the cards. I went looking back for something that wasn’t a flower and found this close up of some old farm equipment but it was covered in rust and yellow lichens so I thought black and white would be a better choice. Hoping to have more time tomorrow.
Today’s quote is from Georgia O’Keefe:
I’ve been absolutely terrified every moment of my life and I’ve never let it keep me from doing a single thing I wanted to do.
Day 62 – Sofa
This is the last of the series of seven monochrome images from the Good Night Inn property. the sofa is still there as it was sitting next to and outbuilding which did not burn. I could not tell from peeking around the fence if the clothes and other debris were still there as well. Makes me wonder if someone grabbed an armload of clothes and household items during evacuation and ended up abandoning them.
Today’s quote is from John Ruskin. I visited his home in the Lake District on my last trip to England. He was a bit of an odd duck but very quotable.
The object in life is to find that undertaking, that occupation with which you have infinite patience.
Day 61 – Paint Buckets with wire
It’s gotten wonderfully quiet across the fence so I hope that means they are done with the cleanup. I suppose construction noise will be next. I liked the shapes and textures that the paint buckets and wire brought to this image. Only one more to go. Thanks for indulging me, it has been almost like having a little vacation not having to come up with any new pictures for a week.
Today’s quote is attributed to Mignon McLaughlin:
The best work is done with the heart breaking or overflowing.
Day 60 – Bedsprings
The bedsprings are all gone now along with the rest of the debris. There is a small square of chain link fence in the middle of where the buildings stood. I wonder if they found a secret passage or an archeological treasure?
Today’s quote is from Thomas Mann:
A writer is someone for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people.
Day 59 – Nail
This is day four of the seven day series from the Good Night Inn where cleanup continues to plague me with the noise of heavy equipment loading dump trucks and beeping every time it changes direction. I found nails everywhere last Saturday. Rusty nails, bent nails, nails accompanied by screws, and I took a lot of pictures of the groupings of nails juxtaposed with striping in the parking lot, etc. But it was this one nail embedded in a burned piece of wood that seemed to best tell the story. I also love the texture of the cracks in the asphalt.
Today we have a quote from Thomas Crum:
What would it be like if you lived each day, each breath, as a work of art in progress? Imagine that you are a masterpiece unfolding every second of every day, a work of art taking form with every breath.