I finished this one and I thought to myself — does not this look just like a college recruitment brochure from 1954? OK, I put a vintage edge to whatever I do, but this kind of just directly says it.
Make it vintage, make it weird:
This is “Come to my college, 1973.”
My god Boston is one Red Sox obsessed town. Cambridge features an ice cream place that has One Sweet World Series and Green Monster as ice cream flavors.
So I probably risking at least some kind of insane comments up in here for the following:
Commentators, for this, please try to limit your diatribes to two to five paragraphs.
No, I am not blind. Yes, this is not the Silver Cup bread factory sign. I grew up across from that sign and I always, always wanted to photograph it. Of course, as I had no skills to be able to photograph it, I didn’t photograph it then. This is the nearest I have gotten to photographing that sign as I have wanted. I always kind of wanted to photograph it from the back, rather than the front. I just love seeing the sort of back stage of the sign.
And here it is version 2:
Ain’t neon grand?:
Actually, this is a redux of a previous photo, but somehow I like this one so much, I decided to make it its own new entry.
No, I am not vacationing in Florida right now. Believe me, I wish I was, but alas, no. I am in considerably less hospitable climes. A stroll through the archives usually brings us some very interesting discoveries. I shot these actually about a year ago, but somehow never got around to working my particular brand of magic on them.
I have to say that these Floridian photos really do lend themselves to this kind of crazy stuff. I’ve never taken any photos that can be stretched as much as these. They are, I have to admit, pretty darn cool. I actually wish I had more, but I guess I have to wait for another trip to the land of alligators and more alligators to take some more. For now, enjoy this one too:
Before we get to why this one was so hard, I would just like to say that though I am not sure about it, I did post it to my flickr page also (shameless plug, shameless plug):
http://www.flickr.com/photos/36347533@N05/
And this is the website where I only post the finest of the fine. Now don’t get me wrong. This blog ain’t crap either, but this is where I muse, theorize, fire side chat, who knows what I do up in here, and frankly who cares because it is my little domain. The flickr page is purely the best of the best posted up there. Jeez, what a lot of writing, not photography related. Back to the that thing.
Well, ultra recognizable and I don’t need to tell everywhere where I took the photo or even what it is of. Now the processing. I had a few versions going of it, but then suddenly it became this baroque metal vision that I couldn’t ignore. The top of the clock bothered me so I kept bringing in the shadow on it. The background I will admit looks a bit strange, but all in all, the image makes me happy. I think.
When I started taking pictures, I thought to myself that the best photos I saw were the ones where you felt like you were actually there in the photo. I took this one and I kind of felt that way:
A little dull with the colors, I understand, so I did another:
With this kind of stuff, I am usually on the fence. Don’t leave me a comment that the guy in front is motion shifted. Got it, I know.
If anyone wants to leave a comment on how I can improve the photos, I am all ears.
Well, OK, I write this a lot, but these things do bother me, where I cannot photograph something the way I want to. I’ve photographed this building multiple times, but with these two, I feel like we might be getting somewhere finally with this whole thing. I don’t know. You be the judge:
I think I might like the second one better than the first.
Like I said in the previous entry, sometimes I pass through the archives and I find interesting, previously undiscovered gems like this one:
This was one of my first “sunset reflection rain” shots. I have since used this cheap trick, continually. Back then, this was new to me. Also, for the people who read this for the actual photography information, this was shot on 100 speed extra color Kodak slide film, one of the finest slide films out there.
Enjoy.
I know, haven’t had one of these for a while. As usual I went a-wandering through the archives looking for something else, when I stumbled upon this charming image:
And there is a small story behind it. I’d been taking pictures for about 4 years when I took this photo. It was at Eastern Market in Southeast DC. For the photo nerds out there, this is 400 film pushed to 800. I was going through my film pushing phase.
Someone later told me there was a certain mystery to the photo, like you didn’t knew who was calling or picking up the phone. Also, yes, that is my hand picking up the phone. But that does not mean all of me is ever going to reveal itself up in here.
As the top of this thing says:
I’m never in any of these, because I am the one taking them and thus it will stay.
