If you happened to notice weird things going on with colors etc. on my blog, it’s because I’m still tweaking the settings. Hopefully things will settle down as soon as I figure out what I’m doing (or at least get part-way there).
I’m on the local volunteer fire department and over the weekend, along with another firefighter, took one of our fire trucks to sit on standby at the Bozeman Jaycees benefit demolition derby at the fairgrounds. Now a demolition derby isn’t my first choice of ways to spend a Saturday nor my first choice of photographic subject matter. In fact it’s way down on either list (or would be if I really kept such lists). I’m sure it says something about my juvenile mentality, but you know what? It was actually quite entertaining.
Except for one shook up driver we took a quick look at and a couple of small fires that the race staff took care of with their own fire extinguishers, there wasn’t much for us to do in our official fire department capacity so I was free to snap photos most of the time. During one intermission we ran about 50 young kids through the fire truck. The big hit for the kids was being able to blast the air-horn. I told the parents I joined the fire department just because we get to play with the air-horns, sirens, and flashing lights. Like I said, it says something about my juvenile mentality.
Tonight I went to a photography exhibition by the faculty of the photography department at Montana State University. As might be expected there was a wide range of photographic styles and subjects represented. For me, the highlight was a selection of photos from Alexis Pike’s collection Claimed: Landscape. This work consists of photographs of various landscape murals painted on the sides of buildings, primarily in Southeast Idaho. I’ve photographed some of the same murals myself in the past, but my photographs pale by comparison to Pike’s. What makes her images so interesting is the way she arranges the compositions to display the murals in the context of their generally mundane surroundings. The results are sometimes comical, sometimes ironic, and sometimes just plain sad. Taken together the collection makes an interesting statement about the relationship of humans to their natural surrounding.
You can see Claimed: Landscape at http://www.alexispike.com/claimed_landscape.html
Between trips to eight art shows this summer, I spent most of my free time residing our house. (O.K., it was most of my free time when I wasn’t out hiking or doing some other fool thing like taking photos.) I thought of it as my summer project, even though I had expected it to go well into the fall since I wasn’t finding huge amounts of time to spend on it. But, I am happy to say the last bit of the siding went up just before the equinox; so when summer ended, so did the project. Below is a photo of the new siding and trim. What the photo doesn’t show is how weathered the porch posts and porch decking are. That’s next summer’s project. In the meantime, it’s back to some serious time working on new photography tasks.
I’m revamping my blog. The main goal of the revamp is to move my Picture of the Day (POTD) posts from it’s current separate page on my website to this blog, hence the new blog name. I’ll also continue to post whatever else comes to mind. I hope to make the POTD switchover on October 1. Stay tuned.
What’s the exercise value of photography? Not much if my experience this summer is any indication. I had no idea I was so out of shape. I’ve been doing quite a bit of hiking this summer, which is more exercise in itself than I usually get in the winter, but I am also residing and painting our two and a half story house by myself. And I’ve been sore all summer. I thought I’d get in good enough shape by August to at least not be beat at the end of the day working on the house, and while there’s been some improvement, I’m still dog-tired at times. Sore muscles? Don’t even ask. I hope to finish up with the siding project sometime this fall and I should be in pretty good shape by then (I hope). Which will leave me all winter to regain my photographer’s physique. Or maybe I’ll embark on a serious exercise program this winter. Yeah, right.
I cut my photographic teeth in a lot of respects by looking at Depression era black and white photographs by the Farm Security Administration. To me, black and white images define both photography and the world at that time. Perhaps that is why I found this collection of color images covering the same subjects from the same period incredibly compelling:
If you don’t know what HDR photography is, don’t bother reading this–you’ll be better off: