A Grey Day in Black and White

It’s an exquisitely grey day.  The parking lots are soaked.  The smell of rain on blacktop makes me smile – the coalescing scent of dust and freshness that can only be described by the experience. I want to sit on the curb and detect the subtle nuances within this perfume, as an oenophile does with his wine – leather, wood and lychee.    Can I escape from work today and grab my camera from its drawer at home?  I want to capture raindrops sliding down storefront windows in black and white.

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Sunrise & Twilight

Last week, the two huge oaks outside my bedroom window finally received their long deferred pruning.  The morning sun, once hidden from my sleeping eyes, now pokes its nose into my room much too early.  Here they are, standing silent, at the other end of the day. 

No Soul

“Digital has no soul!”  I’d shout. That was my case for not switching my film cameras to new-fangled digitals.  When digital cameras first became popular, my protests were valid.  The images produced couldn’t come near the subtle nuances film could produce. 

 

We’ve come a long way and I can’t tell digital images from film. I’m a convert – welcome to the church of digital images.  Tonight was my first night of a new photography class – helping me unlearn my film camera habits and learn how to make beautiful pictures with digital.   The last photography class I took consisted of rolling film on spools in black rooms, hiding packs of paper from light leaks and protecting clothes from yellowish-brown bleach stains.  I miss the “hands on” of old B&W photography.  By contrast, this class was dry and sterile (not unlike old digital) and loooonnngggg.  I must bring coffee next time.

 

I haven’t bought my new camera yet. I’m waiting to sell three of my film cameras on EBay and educate myself on what I want in my new camera. 

Baby, it’s cold outside

In My world (note:  my interaction with current news is spotty at best):

Me:      Hey, I want to see some snow!

Him:     Let’s go to Upstate NY for a few days.

Me:      Sounds great!  I better get warm boots because it could get down to the low 30’s there!

 

Simultaneously, in the Real world:

Reuters: A powerful ice storm knocked out power to about 1.2 million homes and businesses across New York and New England on Friday, closing roads, delaying trains and forcing the state of Maine to shut government offices. “This is a very, very serious situation,” New Hampshire Gov. John Lynch said after declaring an emergency in his state, where as many as 400,000 lost power in what local authorities described as the worst outages in three decades. “I don’t think anyone anticipated it would be as bad as it is,” Lynch said, calling the devastation far greater than an infamous 1998 storm when 55,000 homes lost power and some went a full week in the dark.

National Grid Plc reported about 318,000 customers in New England without power and 190,000 in eastern New York, adding it could take several days to restore power. “It’s going to be cold this weekend,” said Steve Brady, a meteorologist at the National Weather Service’s southern New England office, predicting temperatures well below freezing.

  

My World:

Me:      It looks like the trees are Lalique or dipped in Swarovski Crystals.

 

sky

 

 

cold

 

dawn

 

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