Nikon D700. 60mm f/2.8 Micro. ISO100. f/29. 1/250 sec.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Exercises in Lighting
I set up a small studio on our kitchen table to try and get some cool shots of my ring and watch, and other things I found around the house. Including, but not limited to some of my son's baby toys. Although, I was limited on my time with them, when he came around and started climbing up on the chair trying to get his cars back. It turned out pretty good and I'm satisfied with what I got. What I'm not happy about is the amount of scratches I found on my ring and watch! Yikes!
Nikon D700. 60mm f/2.8 Micro. ISO100. f/29. 1/250 sec.
Nikon D700. 60mm f/2.8 Micro. ISO100. f/29. 1/250 sec.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Sunrise a few days (or a week) ago.
I haven't taken pictures just for fun in a while. Lately, it seems the only time I use my camera is when I'm getting paid to. So, it's really nice to have a little free time (or the sense enough to TAKE some time out) to shoot just for me. I took these probably a week ago now and I had such a relaxing time doing so.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
My adorable son Liam :-)
It was 8:20am, later than Liam had been waking up, when I heard him over the baby monitor start to make noise. His little question words, "Ah? Ah?" He said just a few and then he was quiet again. I figured he was just playing, so I went downstairs to go and get him. I opened the door quietly, just because I like to see what he's up to and watch him play in his crib. As I peeked in, he wasn't playing... he was sleeping again! I thought he'd be waking up any minute so I just sat in the rocking chair we have in his room and caught up on Chase Jarvis' Blog. Thirty minutes passed and he was STILL sleeping!
So, I escaped from the room as quietly as I came in, and went to grab my camera. Outfitted it with the ultra-fast 50mm 1.4 since it was pretty dim in he room. I figured I'd only have one shot, since the sound of the shutter would most likely wake him. I snuck back in, and began to examine what the best shot was since I'd only have one. I found it, composed, adjusted the shutter speed (1/6 sec), aperture (f/1.4), and ISO accordingly (800) accordingly. Rechecked it and then. Got it! He didn't wake up. Nice! So, I was able to take a few more pictures sleeping and then as he was waking up. He's so cute!
I decided to make them all black and white, just to give the photos a "quieter feel." I think it worked :-)
To view the rest of his photos from this morning, click here.
So, I escaped from the room as quietly as I came in, and went to grab my camera. Outfitted it with the ultra-fast 50mm 1.4 since it was pretty dim in he room. I figured I'd only have one shot, since the sound of the shutter would most likely wake him. I snuck back in, and began to examine what the best shot was since I'd only have one. I found it, composed, adjusted the shutter speed (1/6 sec), aperture (f/1.4), and ISO accordingly (800) accordingly. Rechecked it and then
I decided to make them all black and white, just to give the photos a "quieter feel." I think it worked :-)
To view the rest of his photos from this morning, click here.
Monday, October 25, 2010
One Tough Ride
Rode from Baldwin City to Lawrence with a 20 mph tailwind. Awesome.
2 hours later...
Rode from Lawrence to Baldwin City with a 25 mph headwind. Draining.
My entire day was about the same. I rode because I couldn't find my keys, I looked for the better part of the morning and finally gave up. Then it was time to eat breakfast. My plan, prior to losing my keys was to run to the store really quick in the morning and grab some milk and cereal for breakfast. Since I couldn't do that I was rather limited on my breakfast choices. Thankfully, we had just enough ingredients to make a really big pancake. Just as it finished I started to slide the beautiful golden brown pancake onto my plate. Somehow, I bumped my plate and just as the pancake hit it, they both fell to the floor and the plate shattered into millions of pieces all over my breakfast. Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucks. So, I ate a protein bar instead. I just gave up.
So, the rest of the morning I sat and edited photos and updated our blog. I got a lot accomplished and then finally around 2 had to get ready to ride in to Lawrence.
I hadn't ridden in a few months, unfortunately. So, I was a bit out of riding condition. The wind helped though. I felt like I'd been training for over a year. I was cruising at 35 on the flats and hit 51 down a hill. It was, as I stated earlier... AWESOME!
The ride home was another story entirely. A windy day in a car is kind of difficult. You get bounced around the road a little bit, but overall it's not really too bad. On a bike however, it makes all the difference in the world. The 25mph headwind I was facing was like constantly riding up a mountain. I've ridden up a lot of mountains, and I'd much rather do that, than face this unbeatable wind. By the time I got to the final hill before home, I was absolutely drained. Have you ever been so fatigued that your vision starts to flash? (it's like when your driving and the sun keeps flashing through the trees like strobe). I was already experiencing this prior to the preliminary small hill before the big guy. I made it up and was spent. I kept going though and started up the last hill. "You're never going to make it, you barely made it up the little one. You were only going 13 and that's normal for this one. You're going to have to walk. Oh my legs hurt so bad. Stop. Just stop thinking about it. Don't think. Just pedal. Keep the pedals turning. Ignore the pain. Just don't think." One foot over the other, turning, turning, cramping. I had to stand. My speed dropped dramitcally, but I didn't look. You can't otherwise it will kill you. At that point, on such a busy road, with no where to pull off, and no shoulder, there's no choice. You just have to make it to the top, or seriously impede traffic and risk getting hit. Finally, I made it. Vision still flashing and beginning to get dark around the edges and barely able to stand. I made it to the top and coasted home and collapsed on the floor. Liam was there and gave me a big hug :-) It was one epic ride.
2 hours later...
Rode from Lawrence to Baldwin City with a 25 mph headwind. Draining.
My entire day was about the same. I rode because I couldn't find my keys, I looked for the better part of the morning and finally gave up. Then it was time to eat breakfast. My plan, prior to losing my keys was to run to the store really quick in the morning and grab some milk and cereal for breakfast. Since I couldn't do that I was rather limited on my breakfast choices. Thankfully, we had just enough ingredients to make a really big pancake. Just as it finished I started to slide the beautiful golden brown pancake onto my plate. Somehow, I bumped my plate and just as the pancake hit it, they both fell to the floor and the plate shattered into millions of pieces all over my breakfast. Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucks. So, I ate a protein bar instead. I just gave up.
So, the rest of the morning I sat and edited photos and updated our blog. I got a lot accomplished and then finally around 2 had to get ready to ride in to Lawrence.
I hadn't ridden in a few months, unfortunately. So, I was a bit out of riding condition. The wind helped though. I felt like I'd been training for over a year. I was cruising at 35 on the flats and hit 51 down a hill. It was, as I stated earlier... AWESOME!
The ride home was another story entirely. A windy day in a car is kind of difficult. You get bounced around the road a little bit, but overall it's not really too bad. On a bike however, it makes all the difference in the world. The 25mph headwind I was facing was like constantly riding up a mountain. I've ridden up a lot of mountains, and I'd much rather do that, than face this unbeatable wind. By the time I got to the final hill before home, I was absolutely drained. Have you ever been so fatigued that your vision starts to flash? (it's like when your driving and the sun keeps flashing through the trees like strobe). I was already experiencing this prior to the preliminary small hill before the big guy. I made it up and was spent. I kept going though and started up the last hill. "You're never going to make it, you barely made it up the little one. You were only going 13 and that's normal for this one. You're going to have to walk. Oh my legs hurt so bad. Stop. Just stop thinking about it. Don't think. Just pedal. Keep the pedals turning. Ignore the pain. Just don't think." One foot over the other, turning, turning, cramping. I had to stand. My speed dropped dramitcally, but I didn't look. You can't otherwise it will kill you. At that point, on such a busy road, with no where to pull off, and no shoulder, there's no choice. You just have to make it to the top, or seriously impede traffic and risk getting hit. Finally, I made it. Vision still flashing and beginning to get dark around the edges and barely able to stand. I made it to the top and coasted home and collapsed on the floor. Liam was there and gave me a big hug :-) It was one epic ride.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Absent
ab·sent (
b
s
nt)
bsnt)adj.
1. Not present; missing: absent friends; absent parents.
2. Not existent; lacking: a country in which morality is absent.
3. Exhibiting or feeling inattentiveness: an absent nod.
tr.v. (b-s
nt) ab·sent·ed, ab·sent·ing, ab·sents
b-snt) ab·sent·ed, ab·sent·ing, ab·sents To keep (oneself) away: They absented themselves from the debate.
prep.
Without: "Absent a legislative fix, this is an invitation for years of litigation" (Brian E. O'Neill).
[Middle English, from Old French, from Latin abs
ns, absent-, present participle of abesse, to be away : ab-, away; see ab-1 + esse, to be; see es- in Indo-European roots.]
ns, absent-, present participle of abesse, to be away : ab-, away; see ab-1 + esse, to be; see es- in Indo-European roots.]absent·ly adv.
sent·ly adv.The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition copyright ©2000 by Houghton Mifflin Company. Updated in 2009. Published by Houghton Mifflin Company. All rights reserved.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
The Comic
It was an interesting read. For the most part I agree with everything that the little guy was talking about... or rather what he was conveying through typed words printed on paper. What I don't necessarily agree with is how he generalizes everyone and says that we see faces in everything. I don't. I agree cars have a face, but I wouldn't have seen a face in the outlet or in the Parmesan cheese can. I think that's a little far-fetched. I just don't see it. If the can or the outlet was sitting there alone I wouldn't have seen either as a face. However, since it was mentioned that they look like faces, I was able to see the resemblance. I enjoyed reading the comic. I like stuff with more pictures than words!
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