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More Than I Think The braces have been removed from my teeth. There were sixteen places where small wires had been wound, each around a tooth, to hold the braces in place and all of them, of course, had been digging into my gums. My gums were not amused. The mouth still feels like it's carpeted and if you look at the gums you realize gums can swell up like little balloons in ways you never before imagined, yet, bottom line, things feel better, the wires are gone and they can't irritate the gums anymore. Even now, my front teeth don't ache the way they did as recently as this morning. It's getting better, but it's going to take another week before I can look in the mirror and get an idea of what I might really look like. Or shoot a photograph.
And I promised
Lucy a black and white photograph for the Archipelago
photo page,
The photograph of Angel Island shot last Saturday from
the Marin Headlands turned out all right. Night photography produces
interesting colors and tones. Figuring them out is probably half the
technique and most of the time, I suspect, you only find out what
I'm curious what some of the other photographers got. We get together this Saturday evening to review our results and listen to a guest lecturer. I'm to bring some snacks and sodas for the group. Maybe someone else is tasked with potato chips. Evidently we'll all sit around, review photographs, listen to the guest lecturer and eat. Why do I like the sound of this? Maybe I got off on this night photography stuff more than I think. |
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so I did the one thing I always do in order to put these things off and
ordered a portable photographer's back drop from B & H Photo in New York.
Ordered it in black. Dramatic. You can't be shooting photographs when you're
waiting for crucial pieces of equipment to arrive, so I ordered one
and had them send it via Panama on a Clipper Ship. Now I have to think
about the image a Sole Proprietor should project. Anyone who's read any
of my earlier entries knows I've been futzing around promising a
photograph for the Journal Ring now for weeks, and fine, that's my routine.
I fess up to it. I'll get to it. Pretty quick now. Maybe next week.
sort of color you've achieved when you see the print. The small
effects I achieved the night before shooting black and white (firing
the strobe to illuminate the tops of the trees while the shutter was
open, for example) were maybe more interesting to me than I'll admit.
I've had this fantasy of shooting some of the older buildings in Oakland
at night using a special tripod mount that clamps to an open car window
and seeing these results has maybe gotten me thinking. Fortunately I'd
have to order the thing. Another Clipper ship. Could take weeks.