No, I’m totally kidding.  This is a weird light I saw in the rain:

Portrayed as snow globes:

And my favorite deadly sin and if I don’t say so myself, my favorite deadly sin:

It looks so harmless in a photo:

What else am I going to photograph but rain and darkness?:

These next two, I realize they look really alike, but I liked the whole movie looking aspect of these:

And this last one, well, it is my attempt at that “good photography” thing:

**Just kidding.  I took these in Wachusett and they are from yesterday.

 

Forget the zen.  This ski related entry is about the sheer beauty of where they put ski resorts.  I doubt they put them in an ugly area or near a toxic waste dump or something.  Wouldn’t the following photos make you agree?:

Sometimes, the dresses even more around:

Andreas Gursky is a German photographer who specializes in these incredibly large scale images of large places.  They are highly detailed and leave an immense impression.  One of my absolute favorites is one of Gare Montparnasse in Paris because the train station looks like a Mondrian, so photographing it isn’t hard.  Well, actually it is, because I photographed it and it looked nothing like Gursky’s incredible photograph.

Well, anyway, like all great artists, I try to steal Gursky’s style all the time.  Except my results probably aren’t as good.

As I wrote previously, I visited a bridal expo on Friday.  There was fashion, there was a fashion show, there was me Bill Cunningham-ing it up with my photos.

Before the Bill Cunningham-ing started, I decided to Gursky it up a little in a giant main reading room.  I think the results are less than Gursky:

Ready, set, BRIDES!  Well, they weren’t racing or anything and I for one would want to see that, but I did attend a bridal expo today at the Boston Public Library.

Now let me put this out there.  I am not opposed to marriage.  I really want this for myself in my life, but I never, ever, ever spent a lot of time thinking about what kind of dress I would want, what kind of table setting, etc.  I know people who thought about this from the time they were 9.  When I was nine, I wanted to be an Olympic Champion in gymnastics.  And then maybe go on the space shuttle.  Oh how times have changed.

Well, I have nothing against people who do thing about these things because it enabled me to attend this thoroughly delightful event.  There was free cake, cupcakes and a fashion show (more on that later).

First, a few still lives from the big show:

Now we get to my favorite part and why I attended in the first place.  I have always wanted to go to a fashion show.  Always.  Of course to take photos, because why else and it was incredibly glamourous fun.  I felt like some chic lady at Atelier Chanel shopping the latest looks.  And hey, we weren’t too far off.  No, I mean we weren’t at Rue Cambon and I wasn’t in Paris, but the fashion show was in a lovely, lovely, lovely room in the library that fit perfectly with the clothes.

Here’s some photography notes.  I tried to be like Bill Cunningham, the patron saint of this blog and shoot the pictures with my short lens, not needing to take out the big guns.  I saw him do it that way at Paris Fashion week and I thought “yeah, me too.”  Turns out me not.  Turns out I love my big lens too much and really it is an incredibly amazing lens, so I should have chosen to use that one from the get go.  Because the photos stopped being incredibly bad and started to look almost kind of good.

The results of my first (of hopefully many) fashion show shoots: