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ss 1/100  f 25   ISO 400  300mm

This image was taken from atop the Astoria Column in Astoria, Oregon in August, 2013.  I loved the direct, hard light and how it defined this couple, in this moment…so carefree with their point and shoot camera and iPhone.  Yet, you can tell by the woman’s stance that she was trying to place her subject(s) within a certain point of the frame.  I intentionally cropped out the subject(s) being photographed by the couple as I thought it made for a more interesting composition.  I chose black and white for this image because I thought it enhanced the definition of the shadows and because I didn’t like the color of the man’s sweat shirt.  ;-)

Astoria Column

ss 1/160   f 20   ISO 400   48mm

The sky was bright blue, the light was direct and hard, and I chose a…

Fujifilm X-T1 and Fujinon XF 55-200 R OIS Lens – 1/480 @ f/4.8 – ISO 200

I was sitting on a bench in East Hampton, Long Island waiting for my wife to finish shopping and I saw this little girls father reach out to grab her hand before crossing the street.  It was such a sweet moment I had to capture it.

One of those heavy days in life. Boxing helps.

Typewriter Graveyard – While exploring the California desert near Joshua Tree I stumbled across a Wild West town called Pioneertown. It turns out the town was started as a movie set in the 40’s by Roy Rodgers, Gene Autry and others. This group of old typewriters was set up outside as an art exhibit. While Apple designs may look cool and all, the beauty of this old Remington still stands out.

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For those of you who hold my wife in high esteem- as I tend to do most days- I must tell you she is, indeed, fallible. She actually had the audacity to question my judgement when I stated I was going out to take photos. “Why not wait awhile? It will be golden hour soon”, she said. I hate when someone echoes my own words back at me. Golden Hour! I taught her that. And now she feels the need to question my judgement, restrict my creativity? I gave her the famous Emilio Pasquale stare that has left people quaking in their boot heels in the past. “Well,” she said, “if you’re not going to listen to me I might as well go along for the ride”. Not only did she not quake, she collared and leashed the neurotic chihuahua we’re dog sitting…

The last Sunday in September and here, out at Coney Island, fishermen throw their lines while others sit back and take in the Sunday sun. I took out my iPhone. Autumn seems so far away.