Last fall, I went on a hike with my Aunt and my Sister. That was the hike that ended with the super moon. Our objective, however, was the Traverse City landmark known as the Hippie Tree. It is mostly fallen down and coated in bright spray paint. People have drawn flowers on it and left their names as well as messages of encouragement to others.
Yep, it is pretty large. Many of the smaller trees in the area are painted as well.
Some of the graffiti on the tree is more neat and artistic than most.
The vast majority of it is bright, Hippie-ish, and positive.
Old bark covered in layer upon layer of spray paint over the years produces some interesting combinations of texture and color.
As you’ve probably noticed, I haven’t posted in nearly two months. This year, I am not making any commitment to the blog. I’m running out of storage space for photos on WordPress, and my life is changing. Most likely, I will find a different venue for sharing my photos. If so, I’ll link to it here. It’s still possible I’ll do the occasional blog.
Some people have asked about my new little friend, Maggie. She didn’t like the sound of my camera shutter, so I’ve waited to take more photos of her. Maybe I will photograph her in the next few weeks. She is much more comfortable here now, and she may be more at ease with the camera. When I photographed her before, my home was still quite new to her (less than a week!) so she was still a bit on edge about everything. After two months, she’s much more calm.
Nothing stays the same forever, but the future can be bright, hopeful, and beautiful, even if it sometimes takes awhile to figure it out and get there. Until then, I wish you peace, love, and spray paint. Here’s to the future.
I’ve had a lot of changes in my life these past two years. Unfortunately, they didn’t bring the happiness I thought they would. Instead, they left me lonely. This in turn gave me the desire to adopt my very own kitty. Sometimes, I’m uncertain about her with me. I work full time. Will that leave her lonely? Hopefully, we’ll both adjust. For now though, she is new, and we are getting used to life together. Meet Maggie:
Miss Precious made herself comfortable among the gifts under the tree Christmas 2014.
I took a long walk in the local Japanese garden recently. It’s something I like to do every year more to clear my head than for serious photography. Even though the lighting was sub par that day, how could I not take a few photos?
The town I visited for the fireworks show also had a car show earlier in the day. People from the town and the surrounding area came to show off their prized automobiles both new and from decades past.
Next Time: Restored Movie Palace
There are so many photos of grand old theaters in ruins. Although I enjoy the work of urban explorers and photographers, I have a happier story for you: the story of one that was saved.
Photographing fireworks isn’t considered serious photography. The main ingredient is luck. The rest is pretty simple: low ISO, bulb setting on the shutter, and tripod. In college, they told us it was one of those things we did in high school because we thought it was cool. Well, dumb or no, I still think it’s cool enough to attempt it once a year. After all, I’m going to the show anyway. Might as well try my hand at photographing it. Here’s the luck I had this year:
Next Time: Car Show
I happened to call my Dad the evening after he went on the photo club outing to the train museum. He informed me there would be a live steam event the next day. An old train was up and running and about to make a journey it hadn’t made in decades. I was disappointed I’d missed the train museum, so I decided to join Dad and go see the train at one of its stops. It was an hour late, so it only stayed 20 minutes. A large crowd of train enthusiasts and families with curious children gathered to see it.
After the train stopped, we all went up to get a closer look. The steam practically caused it to rain on us. The train had many interesting details, but the short stay and large crowd made getting a lot of photos difficult. As the train left, I noticed many of the passengers were taking video of their trip. So many train enthusiasts were elated to see the old engine up and running again.
Next Time: 4th Festivities
It is a bit early to know for certain what I’ll shoot next week, but there’s a good chance of the typical Midwestern 4th of July staples: fireworks and a car show.