Whatsoever is lovely … (as XingfuMama suggests) is worth savoring. This morning’s dawn over the Sierra Nevada Mountains.
Wrapped in scaffolding, before the final facade, framing the architectural interest for Sacramento.
Was the architect playing tic-tac-toe while designing this Seattle skyscraper?
San Francisco arches create a portal to the sky.
Heavy, chiseled columns dress up an outdoor shopping mall (originally posted in December 2012).
“He spreads the snow like wool and scatters the frost like ashes.”
The week before, the trail was clear, and the aspen leaves blocked the sky overhead. What a change a bomb cyclone has made. This day, the snow was 8 to 12 inches deep, and golden leaves dotted the crystalline carpet.
In the world, above the world, not of the world
This is one of my first posts, from 2011. The sky was shot with Kodachrome 64 at the ranch where I lived. With her company, the dancer rehearsed on a black stage while the lighting technicians played with the lights. The ballet company granted permission to shoot without any flash to distract the dancers. There was no telling when the spotlights would change in location, color, intensity or spread. Using 400 ASA black and white film (pushed to 1000 in processing), listening to the music, watching the dancers’ movements in hopes of anticipating peak moments (when the dancers’ movements only seem to stop), I shot over 120 frames. Perhaps year after that, in the darkroom, I laid the negative of the dancer on top of the slide of the sky to make a print. Many more years later, I scanned a print of that result and created my post.
Of course, photography has evolved since the days I shot film, Kodachrome or black and white … since the days of stinky, chemical-laden air of darkrooms … since the hours laboring to correct blemishes on film or print. So, too, has my blogging technique … periodically, on Tuesday, take a look back to some of my earliest efforts at digital photos in the blogosphere.