Hey! I went to an old elementary school in Elkins, West Virginia. Don’t ask. But we had desks just like this. You can see the ink well desk holes. We did not use ink. But I sat in these desks for my elementary years in First Ward school. The front of the room was not as quaint as the image and set up in this Shaker village school. I used the set up to set up my own image. A little Photoshop later and voila. The gal you see would be Colleen who as it turns out was a classmate from 3rd to 6th grade in the same elementary school. She swears her name was later in the alphabet and that she sat in the back of the class. It’s a lot of years gone by. I am sure that at least one year I sat in the back on the left.
Colleen was a girl I met in the third grade. She lived across the street from my grade school. And when she didn’t feel like attending she walked across the street through the school building and out the other door to return home without being seen by her mother. Yes, that is my kind of humor. This many years later she remains a good sport. Imagine during our early conversation she said to me, “I like beer.” Well, “I like pretzels.” It’s all relative I guess. Beer and pretzels go – right? A year ago I met her again.
Yes. I did this in Photoshop. I’m lazy. I just kept the focal length the same and we each shot a frame standing in the same spot. Paste and clone. It’s not as close as a selfie but it works.
This is a typical poor snapshot photograph of the family. The exposure is hardly worthy. But there is a sentimental value in its remembrance. We are gathered for dim sum at a restaurnat in Flushing. Periodically I would organize an outing. It seems we had food in common though my kids did not like the fare. My in laws, my brothers, my aunt and the assorted kids would all come. My aunt would come early to stake out a table – no reservations. We would eat ourselves silly. The restaurant is long gone. And we no longer gather in this grouping. Times change. Nostalgia is a funny thing. The photo is more valuable for the stories that have changed with the years.
The lighthouse became a special setting. It sort of represents quintessential Maine. The first thought I have of Maine is the sea and the coast and then of the lighthouses I have visited. So when I traveled there with Colleen we visited all the lighthouses I remembered. Of the ones we saw this was the one she thought called to her. There is a certain point of view that most photographers miss. The reflection of the lighthouse in the pool is the special shot of this location. We spent an afternoon just sitting and smelling the “coffee” (actually the sea). In that time I watched a parade of photographers, some with tripods and serious gear, traipse up and down the rocks never looking at the image waiting patiently before them.
I set up this shot. No, I did not use a tripod. And yes, I used Photoshop. I more or less estimated the perspective and distance. I kept the focal length the same. Post production put us both in the image. Hey, it worked.
Happy Birthday Dave. He visited recently. No details please. Anyway one of his favorites is Cheezits. Don’t ask. It is my bad teaching that he eats this horrible junk food. The process of baking them has salt added at three stages. Without that much salt added the stuff would taste like cardboard. Three times salt? Geez!
Well he’s a good sport. I take his picture often. He tolerates me. He has his fake smile of benign tolerance.But after a while his look changes to – please leave now.
I believe that is the phrase used when the staff is behind your back clowning around. I am pretty private. So it was not advertised. But somehow my staff found out about my birth date. It also happened we were having dinner outside. So everyone took the opportunity to have a little fun. Yes, yes, thankfully no one sang. This is a more capable staff than you might think from the picture. In fact they are quite good. This picture or one like it was also circulated which leads me to deny that I am one bit older. Thanks all.
Hey! I found some beautiful light. So the photographer became the subject. Turnabout is fair sometimes. And the photographer of this image; she’s shy. But she did a great job. And I thank her.
Ghost images made by multiple flash exposure. I did it once. I have not had the need to do it again. It was an experiment in using my flash settings. I would have to read the manual to remember the technique. There are many things you try. I forget more than I remember. The things you use everyday get 99% of your images. It is still useful to experiment. Sometimes you do get to use a long lost skill.
But flash photography and I have had a long relationship in which I controlled very little in our image making. I am a reluctant user of flash and prefer available light. So this was my one and only multiple exposure foray. Thanks Dave.
This was a goof picture based on the ever popular selfies. I simply used Photoshop. Yes, I readily admit to doing this. We each took a shot and I was able to match the images well enough to clone in two people. The interesting thing is that we really were classmates with desks just like this. So this is not New York but it was West Virginia where I grew up. The desks were in a Shaker Village schoolroom. And somehow I remember them being a lot larger. Yes there were inkwells. But there was no ink by the time I attended.
There was a point when David took up the sport to test his skill. He could ski pretty well. He wanted to snowboard but his mother required him to don a helmet. So he opted to skateboard. She did not know he needed a helmet for this too. I have to admit that David got the hang of it and could do some nice tricks. Basic things, but he was skilled enough for me to be impressed. And of course I was around to get some images. Look ma, no feet (on the board).