December 16, 2014

I’ve found that sometimes the simplest gestures mean the most…

Today was our staff holiday lunch at Sawtooth.  We all brought food and were going to sit at our student tables and eat together.

Nannette, our youth coordinator, snuck into the room while we were doing other things and decorated the tables for us as a surprise.  Instead of having boring white tables, she made them festive and beautiful and put chocolates, sparkling cider, and an ornament at each seat.   It was a simple gesture that meant so much to all of us and set the mood for a wonderful time together.

Thank you Nannette!

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December 14, 2104

Jack is our Welsh Sheepdog.

He is crazy and full of energy and takes his job as a herder quite seriously.  He is at his best when we take him to run in a field and herd the children.  Today, Nick and I took him to Reynolda House to run in the big field in front of the house.  He had a wonderful time, as did we.  The sun was just about to set, and it had been a beautiful, warm day.

December 13, 2014

Nick and I had a nice time downtown today.

Here are some photos of our journey to the Krankies Craft Fair, Finnegan’s Wake, and thereabouts.

December 12, 2014

I mentioned in a previous post that the color/tone of a photo is important to me in trying to convey the right feeling in my image.

Today I decided to take a series of 5 different photos, all with a different tone.  Though the subject is the same, they are quite different…

December 11, 2014

Thursday is laundry day.

Several years ago my dryer broke, so I started hanging my clothes on the line to dry.  No big deal.  Last year, my washer started leaking, so every time that I wash clothes I have to put a bucket under the hose to catch the 20 gallons or so of water that backs up and pours out.  Big deal.  So I just stopped using it, and now Tony and I go to the laundromat every Thursday.

At first I hated it, and I still do on some days.  I would love to have the convenience of doing my laundry at home, but I just can’t afford to have it all fixed and replaced right now so that’s that.

There’s a great part of going to the laundromat and that’s knowing that I am there with nothing to do for about an hour and a half.  So Tony and I take our magazines (his music ones and my photography ones) and read and talk and just generally enjoy each other’s company for the time we are there.

This Thursday was particularly enjoyable to the point that neither one of us realized that our laundry was done, as we were too busy talking and laughing.

That’s not so bad…

December 10, 2014

Lucky.

Lucky is my soul pony; we have this wonderful connection that lifts me up whenever I see him. He is a part of the therapeutic riding farm where I volunteer every Wednesday.

I’m supposed to be helping the children there and I do.  But the thing is, the children and horses there help me just as much, if not more. It feeds my soul every week, and Lucky in particular makes me forget about my stress and feel a part of something wonderful.

So thanks, Lucky.

December 9, 2014

This one’s for Tony…

Tony and I have been having a debate recently regarding the ease at which someone can create a photo these days.  At the touch of a button on an app for your iPhone, you can create crisp, clean photos or photos that look like they were taken 100 years ago.  “Everyone’s a photographer now,” Tony says, and to some extent, I agree with him.

It is possible to create all kinds of effects with the touch of a button and I do it regularly.  My primary professional camera, a Nikon D800, is heavy, and the lens that I have on it most of the time costs as much as the camera and is also very heavy.  Consequently, I don’t carry it with me often.  I use it for scheduled photo shoots, and that’s about it.  For my daily use, I have my iPhone, which, I might add, I was very reluctant to use at first and fought the smartphone war for quite some time.

They say the best camera is the one that you have with you, and I tend to agree.  My iPhone has allowed me to catch shots that I would have otherwise missed, and the clever photography apps that I have on it are quite fun to use.  So I shoot more now thanks to it.  But that doesn’t mean that everyone is a photographer and that I am cheating.

I think there’s much more to creating a good photo than just an app.  The two things that make a good photo are lighting and composition, neither of which you can reproduce well with apps or post-photo manipulation tools.  As a friend recently said, the best lens is your eye.  That’s so true.

For me, before I take a photo–any photo, whether it’s on my iPhone or with my expensive camera–I size up the shot.  I look at the lighting and consider the best possible composition.  I think about what mood I am trying to create and why I’m taking the photo.  I’m not random at all.  Every photo I take I do so with purpose.  If I take it and it doesn’t fulfill the purpose, I delete it.  It’s the same thing I used to do in the darkroom as well, just much cheaper than buying loads of film and paper, ergo less wasteful.  But the process is the same: deliberate and meaningful.

But just for Tony, today I used my Nikon and an old 17-24mm wide angle lens from 1982.  The lens is completely manual, and in order to use it with my camera I have to adjust everything.  I even have to focus manually.  I have to set the aperture (on the lens itself) and shutter speed, control the white balance, set the ISO.  There’s no technology available except for my eye and my knowledge of how to use light to create the shot I want.  Even the dark edges are the result of lens falloff and not an app.

So here’s the result, right out of the camera with no post-production except for cropping due to the large size of the images.  The photos are of a decaying wooden boat.

Pretty good for a 32-year-old lens, eh?

 

December 7, 2014

I have 3 totally different photos for today…

The first is my church.

I grew up going to church with my mother, Aunt Jane, and grandfather.  When I left home though, I never found a church that had that same warm feeling as the one in which I grew up, so I just quit going.  30 years later, my daughter led me to this church, which I now call home.  I can think when I’m there.  I shut off the rest of the world and think quiet thoughts and try to pull some positive energy to myself.  It’s warm in there, just like in my old church, and I feel safe and comforted.

Today I did a lot of thinking about my mother and her current struggles, being 83 years old and taking care of her two older sisters, both of whom need constant care. My mother has a beautiful voice and it’s what I remember most of going to church when I was young, her standing beside me in the pew singing.  Today I thought of how nice it would be to have her beside me again instead of living out the rest of her burdened life two hours away from me.

I’m going to work on getting her here and helping her in any way I can.  Sitting in church today, quietly and thoughtfully, gave me some ideas…

The second photo is a 2-photo collage of photographer Andy Tennille.  I went to hear him speak today and it was wonderful.  He photographs bands mostly, and has been featured in Rolling Stone magazine as well as a host of other magazines.  He’s also Tom Petty’s personal photographer.  He gave an inspirational and down-to-earth talk today, and I’m glad that I met him.

The third photo is Tony, my boyfriend of many years.  He’s my partner and soul mate on this life’s journey, and I’m glad he’s around.