Here’s a non-sequitur. At the average of 1/100 sec per image for 100,000 images over three years that would be about 160 minutes or 2 ½ hours. Therefore, I have recorded/documented about a scant two hours of my life during that time. Since I shoot a lot of doubles, it would be a far smaller representation. Video? You shoot a lot more “nothing worth saving.”
Here’s an exercise I struggle with. Timing. Get that breaking wave sharply focused as it rolls showing maximum curl. Of course, it should also be a big wave. I frequently miss. …try again. Usually the camera is in my pocket as I see a large wave break. And another won’t come along till I have the camera tucked back in my pocket again. Insanity! Or, Murphy’s law?
What they never told me is that you can join a museum and get reciprocity at others. We have been to a lot of museums for free. And I mean in Chicago and in LA and points between. Of course, the exhibits are there to stimulate discussion. Hey! I just retired. Do we really need colored plastic heads strewn about? Humpf!! Gates!? Jean Claude and Christo – Central Park many years ago. It was about orange gates in the park for a few weeks. It was mesmerizing. The artistry is in the concept. The concept pictures and proposal sell for tens of thousands – enough to fund the project’s million dollars bill. I mean millions of dollars. So, the sales earn a lot of money. That builds a lot of gates. By the way, most of the proposals and projects never got built.
We pass through New Castle; we eat at Jessop’s. It doesn’t matter we only ate hours before. This was a bittersweet day. Business concluded. I’m now officially in retirement. It’s taken a year to adjust to the concept. Sweet – now life begins again. I’m pretty happy. I’m in a good place. As they say – the world is going to hell in a hand basket. I can only speak for myself at this point. I’m responsible to me and the few around me. The phone ring no longer is a potential threat alert. It’s been a long time. I can finally admit relief and appreciate it. You don’t realize how much it hurt until they stop beating your head. Obtuse? You bet. You need to be an insider. Try the restaurant if you ever pass by.
I’ve said it before. I’ve done this before. To be sure, I was surprised myself. In fact, I had to look twice and then I still wasn’t sure. But, yup! I got the moon! Well, I was shooting the bridge. Random! We were headed home. I was near 10PM. (My camera is set for EST). So, yes, it was dark, as in night. I was shooting the bridge. It’s lit well enough and makes a dramatic shot. Of course, I wasn’t stopping the car. At about 55 mph I set the camera for shutter speed of 1/100 and ISO on auto. It set itself to 5000. Voila! I just aimed and shot away. Yes, I was watching the road. But, there was no one else on the bridge. See?! …no other cars coming or going. My edit was to see the pattern of lights. Whoa! That’s the moon. … an added benefit. I would be lying if I told you I noticed the moon was out as we drove home. This series got my attention. I’m glad I got the shot. 99% luck, 1% skill; I knew what settings to use. Hey, it’s not my first rodeo.
Some are cool. Some aren’t. This one’s funky – big on funk low on cool. It feels vaguely unclean. It’s not my kind of place. …so I’ll be back. ??
…restaurant… in the Boardwalk Plaza Hotel. It’s…Victorian. Ha! You can eat out on the deck. It takes away from the ambiance. Eat inside. There are two parrots who rule the front desk. Our waitress was from Romania. I tried out the Romanian curses I knew. She understood. My date nearly fell through the floor. Yeah, I can curse in a lot of foreign languages… just not Chinese. Hmmmm….
A broken clock has the right time twice a day. My sad tale begins with that grandfather clock (see previous post) gaining an hour a day. My friend adjusted the pendulum. That failed. The next thing you know – “boing…” – as in cogs and wheels all over the place. Be careful what you unscrew. I have no lack of ego or confidence. Wrong! Bad! The “cat is outta the bag.” I got a lot of parts like an impossible puzzle that needs to be put together. Online – the replacement is $649. No way! Ebay! The choices were poor. And the prices were high too. Ebay auction – the price started at .99 cents. One week later I won the auction at $10.50. Let’s see if the part fits and works. Otherwise my bargain clock is now a very large paperweight.
This was my view landing in Jeddah. In the 11 o’clock position (in the traffic circle) is the world’s tallest flag pole. Yes! They made the traffic circle just for the flag. Urban planning? Yup! There is a traffic jam going ‘round that circle every single day and night that lasts for hours and hours. No one can complain to the king? When he goes through his motorcade has a path cleared by the police. It’s nice to be king. Oh! No trees either. There are lots of people.
And now, it gets dark at night. My weather changes. And at night it gets really dark! The view is unpolluted. There are lots of trees. I have to look closely to see any lights in the dark. Nice. I can do this for a while. Serenity. Don’t mess with mine.
Indian River Inlet, Delaware. Maine, Boston…single pylon. The more traditional two cable bridge has been supplanted by single cable bridges. It’s the latest in architectural adventure. I’ve seen bridges of this style first in Maine and then Boston. Now, the Indian Inlet bridge is spectacular in the evening. The lighting designer gets plenty of credit for this too. But only mother nature can make a bridge stunning in fog. This second bridge is somewhere up the road on US1 south of Wilmington. Yes, I was driving while shooting…. How else do you get the shot?
She looked Amish with her cap. She was wearing bloomers. “Bloomer” were –
“Also called the “Turkish dress”, “American dress”, or simply “reform dress”, bloomers were an innovation of readers of the Water-Cure Journal, a popular health periodical that in October 1849 began urging women to develop a style of dress that was not so harmful to their health as the current fashion. It also represented an unrestricted movement, unprecedented by previous women’s fashions, that allowed for greater freedom—both metaphorical and physical—within the public sphere.” Wikipedia
Gee, I didn’t know that. Special interests were all around – LGBT, abortion, minorities and so forth. Women! It was a women’s march and this is a women’s movement. Why was I there? It never occurred to me that this was someone elses protest and fight. Men were not banned. But there were far more many women than men. The pink hat was the symbol of the day. I don’t suppose there were any DT supporters among the crowd.