Random small shiny objets from around the house. The doll shoes were actually a bad idea. They were rather scratched and required considerable retouching.
It never occurred to me before, but a lot of the plants in our yard have pink flowers:
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Next Time: Shiny
Time to photograph more reflective metal. It looks good in portfolios.
Why do we have locks and keys?
To keep things safe and secure. But not just that. To hide our secrets.
For all of us, there are private things – secrets hidden in our hearts, sometimes manifest in objects, written down or not. Some great, some small, most trivial in the large world. Important to us.
Next Time: More Spring nature shots
Easter baskets. Probably everyone who celebrated Easter as a kid got one at least once. Most are made of plastic or wicker and are about six inches in diameter. For me, however, an Easter basket is something a bit different.
When I was little, my grandma used to make my sister and I crochet or plastic canvas Easter baskets every year. Some were quite small, others were a bit larger. One of mine doesn’t have a handle. She would fill them with Easter grass, a couple of plastic eggs, chocolate, and maybe even a small toy of some sort. As kids, we were always excited to get our baskets, mostly because we wanted to see what Grandma had made us that year. All the stuff inside was nice, but the basket itself was the big deal. Eventually, Grandma’s arthritis got bad enough that she could no longer make the Easter baskets. I still have mine, all of them. They make wonderful Easter decorations, by themselves, or trying my limited floral arranging skills, with flowers.
This is the last Easter basket my grandma made for me. Overall, I think it has the most elegant shape.
Next Time: Security
Those of you who are more photographically inclined probably noticed the mistakes I made this week, especially in the last photograph. I decided I need to practice my indoor photography skills.
Spring came early to my little corner of the world. Temperatures were in the 70-80 degree range last week, which is unheard of for March. The cold will come back, but for now we’re enjoying the nice weather. Spring is in the air. The first flowers are up and everything else is budding.
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It’s March, and the world lies dormant waiting for enough rain and warmth to spring forth and greet us. Remnants of last year still linger to remind us of the coming life.
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I was going to do a post on waiting for spring, but our string of unseasonably warm temperatures was broken by another snow. Here are some photos of the melting and ice.
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Between the holidays, my father and I went to visit my grandma and help my uncle with some repairs on her home. My uncle frequents auctions, and sometimes, he buys a box of things for one item on top. Occasionally, he gets an old camera hidden in the box. One evening, he presented two of such cameras to my father as candidates for induction into The Camera Collection. (For those of you who frequent my blog, most of the cameras I photograph belong to my father. He has an old habit of not getting rid of cameras and picking up interesting specimens.) One look at the case told us this camera was in.
Meet Freddie. He’s an early 1950′s Stereo Camera used to photograph slides for the View-Master. (You know, the little red-orange devices you had as a kid?) Isn’t he handsome?
This is the exposure guide. Look familiar, my fellow former cinema and photo students? Yep, a fancy Sunny 16 guide.
Although it may seem primitive at first, closer examination reveals this camera as a mechanical marvel. You can find more information and a manual here: http://www.vmresource.com/manuals/index.html
It finally snowed in my little corner of the world. Fortunately, there wasn’t much ice. My sister’s car, Howie, might disagree with that last sentence if he could talk.
Last weekend, I went out to enjoy the snow at a nearby forest preserve. Since it was a sunny day, I passed a few other people, including four cross-country skiers.
I’d wanted to photograph these odd pitcher-shaped features on this tree for several months, but I never could seem to get the lighting or angle quite right. Now that the leaves are gone, it works much better.
I love the way this stump sticks out of the snow, covered in fungus for added texture.
Even after the snow, the dried remains of a few flowers hang on.
The world is full of all sorts of interesting patterns and designs. This fallen tree branch is one example.
Ice on the small creek in the park was at various levels of thickness. Loose snow and rippling water gave it a sparkling look.
Next Time: Vintage Camera
It’s about time I do another camera post. Courtesy of my uncle, my father has an amazing new addition to his camera collection. I have arranged to borrow said addition for my next post. I think you’ll like it.
I have a collection of sewing notions left over from crafts I used to make some time ago. This includes the normal thread and snaps, but also a lot of fake flowers, lace, and other sorts of trim. I keep them because I delude myself into thinking I have the time and therefore will make the things I always wanted to make. The fact is, I don’t have the time, and I won’t make them. I guess it’s a sentimental attachment, or maybe I just like pretty things.
This, however, is a sentimental attachment. I found this old scrap of lace while doing some New Year’s cleaning. It was on a “wedding dress” of sorts my mom made for one of my toys when I was very young. If I had a scrapbook, I would paste this in it, but I don’t. Right now, it’s living with a bunch of stuff that would go in a scrapbook if I did have one.
It’s odd the things we hold on to and the things we get rid of.
Next Time: Snow Shots or an Old Camera
It finally snowed. Now all I have to do is find some sun and go out and take pictures. Or, I could go with the camera. The newest addition to my father’s collection is an interesting one.
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