Last night Connie and I attended the annual art auction at the Yellowstone Art Museum in Billings, as they had accepted a couple of my photographs for the exhibit and auction. They throw a big party in association with the auction, the better to draw in the big money I guess, so it’s fun to attend if only for the spread of food they provide. Here are a few photos from the event:
I guess with a title like that, I should have a song to go with it; but I don’t, so feel free to hum along with the tune of your choice. For me there is no choice as I’ve still got that same song from Crazy Heart stuck in my head that’s been there all week.
If you’ve seen the movie Crazy Heart with Jeff Bridges, then you know the source of the title for this image. We watched the movie on DVD the other day after having seen it in the theater when it first came out. It didn’t happen the first time I saw the movie, but this time for some reason this line line of the song has stuck in my head and I can’t get it out. Maybe posting the video for the song will exorcise it out my head into someone else’s. (You can’t say I didn’t warn you.)
A different, more dramatic, shot of the same bird from the February 19 post. I’m including this one as I decided I like it better. My mind has been on crows and ravens anyway since I just yesterday got my advance copies of LensWork #93 which features my Opus Corvus portfolio. As usual LensWork did a great job reproducing the images, but I’m pouting a little bit as this is my third time in LensWork and I have still to make the cover. Having said that, I can’t say I can quibble with the choices of images for covers of the magazine. Both are fine choices, especially the one on the back cover by one of my favorite photographers, Merg Ross. But, this all reminds me of a song, actually two–one being the Rolling Stones’ You Can’t Always Get What You Want–but the one I thought of first is about getting your picture on the cover of a magazine:
Presentation of the flag prior to the skijoring competition at the annual (and this year quite cold) Wild West Winterfest at the fairgrounds in Bozeman. It was so cold and the event so unorganized that we left after waiting two hours for it to get going. It was a timed event that couldn’t seem to start on time.