Archive for March, 2008

Candy in our life.

Saturday, March 29th, 2008

Gummies party

Another photograph of candy. I’m all about photographing things with color that are good to eat and these little guys are perfect. I put a photograph of gummy bears that I did in the 70s with a 4×5″ view camera in my istockphoto.com collection and am surprised by the sales. So I made this new one the other day with a Nikon digital camera. I know it’s spring and I should be outside photographing flowers. Yeah, like 2 million other photographers. How many bad photographs of daffodils are necessary before people quit taking snapshots of them? I’d prefer to try and fill photographic voids to concentrate on fresh subjects. Not that gummy bears are necessarily a fresh subject, but there are fewer photographs of colorful candy than there is of spring flowers. (That last statement was a guess.)

Ho Hum, Spring again, time for… love…

Wednesday, March 26th, 2008

Virginia White Lilac

Here are spring flowers to remind me of the change of seasons, and you too, if you need a reminder. Spring is the best time of year, it’s rutting season on the ranch and in the mountains and storms roll across the US heartland creating some pretty interesting situations.

Once again we had little snow this winter and it was mild. I sound like the Farmer’s Almanac or something but what I really want to write about is love. I just finished season 1 of The Tudors and I want to understand Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn. How did they become the people they became and why was Henry so interested in killing all his past wives. Anne kept him waiting for sex for 7 years, or so the story goes, that just seems crazy. Chopping someone’s head off is a kind of an extreme solution to a fairly simple problem. But this is just me speaking and I don’t live in the 16th Century.

We still have many of the same superstitions but they have been lessened by technology, mass production, science and health care. I’m glad the church isn’t still up in our grill the way it was then. I wonder if there really are any diseases that bleeding a person helps. I recommend the series even though it’s a bit salacious in spots.

And, oh yeah, America has reached it’s 4,000th battlefield death in Iraq.  These are just the American professional soldiers and it’s not a count of the contractors and mercenaries or Iraq civilians who were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Back from the Country

Sunday, March 16th, 2008

Hey, the photograph, it’s behind you!

Me and the road

In the interest of brevity and making good travel time I photographed this road from the rear view mirror. I’m hoping I didn’t break any laws by doing this, because here’s the evidence right on my website. There probably aren’t any laws about camera use in the car, there are far fewer cameras than cell phones and there aren’t many people who try this kind of crazy stuff. I really liked the light on the road behind me.

I spent a few hours helping my son move out of his house in SW Virginia and when we went to get the U-Haul I was amazed by the characters who were working in the gas station. None of the men who came into the gas station while I was there stood up straight or had healty looking skin, they may have spent too much time in the coal mines. There are mountains of coal under the mountains in SW Virginia and if they could figure out a way to use it as automobile fuel it would be the richest section of the country. Right now there are miles and miles of empty roads and people who’ve seen better times. At least I hope they’ve had better times.

It would be hard for me to live in the mountains down there. Anywhere you stand you are surrounded by peaks that block the sky and the sun and make you wonder if there is a way out. I prefer the flat land or rolling hills where there is more sky and less shadows.

Virtual Terrorism?

Saturday, March 8th, 2008

I heard this term the other day and I’m still wondering who thinks this kind of stuff up. Come on, do we really have to worry about virtual terrorism? Virtual is not real, it a computer simulation. We all have more relevant things to worry about.

“Virtual Terrorism” is a Roll Your Eyes term. I hope to someday publish a list of things others have said and rate them on the roll your eyes scale of 1 - 10 with 10 being laugh out loud as you roll your eyes, 1 being quick flick with your eyes to the upper right. Virtual Terrorism would be over a 9.0 on the scale.

So here I was working on my computer sitting in a coffee shop in York, England getting my email from home. It’s not virtual email, but the real thing. I know it’s real because I can delete the spam, I just don’t know why it keeps coming back. York can be cold and wet during March and I would recommend somewhere more south in the UK at that time of year. The coffee was good and the internet connection was just fine and it was warm inside.

York England coffee shop

Babel fish translator for work.

Sunday, March 2nd, 2008

Absolutely everything needs to be translated.

Faces on the Tray

This photograph was made at Plasmawr in Conwy, Wales a few years ago. It was a display of some of the things this merchant may have had at his dining table, this being his portrait made out of cookie dough. I have photographs of faces to post but I’m not ready to and I have lots of things to say about current events but need to back off and relax for a few weeks until I decide on the imagery. Things have changed in the past few weeks and I’ve picked up some other things to do and made a few new friends.

For the past 5 years I’ve been collecting email addresses from people who would like to be notified when the contents of this site has changed and even though I’ve changed it and moved around a few things and added new images and new technology I’ve never emailed anyone. The reason being that there is so much else going on in the world and we all get so much spam I thought changes to my site aren’t really very important and I didn’t want to bother anyone. I’m really just a click away. I recently added a copy of a 14 minute promotional movie I made for a boys camp in Maine and now I’m in the process of cutting it down to under 3 minutes, just because no one seems to have 14 minutes anymore, including myself.

I was thinking about my headline about everything at work needing a translator and how much better we would all be if we understood what people were saying to us without having to ask for clarification.