And when the scariest sumbitchin’ storm you’ve experienced in years knocks down a bunch of trees next to your home in the middle of the night, grab the chainsaw and turn them into firewood. There’s nothing like having a fire, roasting some wieners, toasting some marshmallows, cranking up the tunes, and doing a bit of two-stepping to some classic country on some dewy grass.
There are days when I wonder why the @#$% I moved out here. This wasn’t one of them.
I was wagging chins with the owner of the UFA Petroleum outlet in Consort while filling up the Snarge Barge yesterday morning:
“So I was taking pictures of your gas station last night.”
[pause]
“Uh, why? Were we doing something wrong?”
“Hell no. I was just driving past and saw the orange of the building with the deep blue sky and bright yellow lights and I just had to stop and grab my camera.”
“You liked the colours of a gas station?”
“Yeh. I’m funny that way.”
I spent the first couple of years behind the camera seeking out a connection with my subject matter. Now that I’ve found it, I’ve learned to pay attention to it when I feel it start to stir.
RAW is better than JPEG.
RAW is better than JPEG.
RAW is better than JPEG.
RAW is better than JPEG.
RAW is better than JPEG.
RAW is better than JPEG.
RAW is better than JPEG.
RAW is better than JPEG.
Okay? Okay.
*The grave marker said “Born in Union Ill” (Illinois). It caught my eye because the person who created the marker had run out of N’s and had to assemble them from I’s and V’s instead. Which wouldn’t have been a big deal if it hadn’t been done backwards.
Hey, it runs like a top, it starts in cold weather, and it’s paid for. What more could a person want?
Have I mentioned that I hate doing portraits in direct sunlight? Because I do. I really, really do.
I made a concerted effort to try and get back behind my camera today. Here’s what fell out of the memory card:
I also accumulated a handful of images over the past couple weeks that I haven’t gotten around to posting until now. There’s no great art here, but at least I was banging away with the camera:
The more I use HDRSoft’s tone mapping tool, the more I like it.
