I don’t understand how cross-polarization works, but this is a neat trick you can do if you have a polarization filter on your camera.
I tied a shoelace to a CD, spun it in front of my camera and got some neat photos using this trick.
* Xavier the Renegade Angel (runs on the Cartoon Network.)
* I think this photo was circulating in a previous Internet famous fame cycle, but no matter. It is perhaps the best photo ever taken. What I love about the photo is that everyone is cringing in some manner but almost none of them can actually see what is happening.
I left out the ‘t’ when first typing photo and came upon a word that could spread like wildfire if it had the right definition: phoo. A phoo is…
I need some time to think of a good answer, but it’s going to be along the lines of “a photo that isn’t really a photo.”A lazily or quickly taken photo? Maybe this is it: “A photo taken by someone who doesn’t care about taking photos.”
I finally finished uploading my Alaska photos. I’m happy with how they came out. I still have a few dozen photos from Vancouver to get through.
Sorry for the lack of entries recently. I started a few posts that ended up becoming long and unwieldy. I’m giving up on them and going to start with some short posts to get back into the habit of posting daily.
I just started sorting through them. If you are curious, here is the first day. Family, I’ll burn them on a CD for you once I’m done.
Try to guess.
In their next generation of cameras, HP will allow you to automatically insert a photo of Brad Pitt or Angelina Jolie every time you take a photo of your cousin.
There is this young woman on Flickr, Sophie, who consistently posts the most wonderful pictures. It’s sick how talented she is. You should check her out.
I finally put up my photos of Ireland on Flickr. I’ll probably break down and get a paid account on Flickr so I can organize them better. It’s a neat service.
No exaggeration. I took a lot of pictures the first day. It was sunny and everything was new. (on Flickr)
By the way, Google’s Picasa is an absolutely awesome photo editing and organization program. It does 80% of what I use Photoshop for, it’s much quicker and easier to use, and it’s free. It doesn’t have the fine-tuning available in Photoshop, but it’s good enough for most photos.
I had a wonderful time. I’ll probably blog about the trip later, but in short, Ireland is beautiful and the people are very friendly, there are a lot of things to do in Paris, and Belgiums love waffles. But not syrup on waffles, so I’m sure not visiting those freakazoids again.
I took 853 pictures. If I have your address, I will show up unannounced one night and force you to see every single one. I am even going to transfer them to slides and dig up an old slide projector for full effect. There is no escape. Pretending you are not home will do no good. I’m bringing a heat scanner.
The photo above is of the Sacre-Coeur, a Catholic cathedral and second-highest point in France. I still have no idea how to pronounce it.
I put my photos from the DC Cherry Blossom parade on Flickr. I got to help carry one of the parade balloons, Arthur. The next button is under the thumbnail on the righthand side.
Old Town Alexandria is a haven for the aesthetically-minded. If you start at the Freemason Temple and head east on King Street, you will pass a series of rustic storefronts, antique shops, and end up at the The Torpedo Factory by the waterfront, where you can watch sculptors and painters work at their craft as you browse their wares.
I visited Old Town today to take some pictures. The results are here. I’m not sure I’m cut out to be a photographer because I don’t deal with frustration and guilt very well. This one antique shop had an array of glass compasses scattered on a wooden chessboard. Stumbling upon it was like searching for kiwi and strawberries and finding a fruit salad. The owner already arranged the pieces and lit them well. I ask the manger if I could take a few photos, and he said no. Same with most of the places in the Torpedo Factory. I need to find out if my camera has a tie-lens attachment.
The guilt came from trying to take photos of people. I feel like I’m invading people’s privacy when I take photos of them. Before taking photos of a musician playing a cello, I gave him a dollar and still felt I was doing something wrong, like exploiting him for my own gain. After a few photos, he glanced at me, neither happy or angry, but it made me feel self-conscious enough to stop.
I wish I could freeze time, snap my photos and run away with the subject never knowing. Portrait photography is a world I want to explore, but I’m too uncomfortable to dive in.
I’m not sure what to say about this photo journal, except that it’s worth taking fifteen minutes out of your day to explore.
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