Since yesterday’s post was a bit of a cheat with that Big Trip photo, I will make up for it today by posting a few photos taken near North Fourth Art Center in our North Valley ‘hood.
Quite fun playing with glass and what happens when you shoot into it with flash. As usual I did not get out and about to really spend the time I should with each day’s assignment/theme. But here’s what I did manage. A selfie. Glass and camera settings and me.
Easy choice. My mom kept a diary for a few short years when I was a baby. She was a very special person and it gives me great pleasure mixed with profound loneliness to take it out and read randomly from time to time. Touching it feels almost like touching her hand.
Landscapes. I think of landscapes as being of far mountains or the beach and the ocean from a distance. Mine are a little more intimate.
So I could not make our Day 15 assignment, Scale and Observation, work on my river walk. Had to stage it right now.
I’ve traveled quite a bit, makes for nice juxtapositions if I try. Whose most powerful? Voodoo guy from Haiti or very special nesting dolls from Estonia? I think Mr. Putin is about to be eaten?
Please remember my main goal for joining Photo 101 was to make myself think photographically every day. And to take pictures! I need an excuse for this past week. Not well. So I’m cheating a little (a lot) and trying to catch up by taking a long walk in the Bosque today and hitting all missing themes.
So movement is a problem. I didn’t spend time with the ducks and geese early on in the walk and then forgot and took a slightly different route home (besides, I was tired).
I’ll try and make something up. I know this is not what we were trying to capture-I really had intended to take some speedy bird movement. Next walk maybe I can get that. But there is some movement in photos that follow.
Me-missing also. Sick. Back to my WordPress assignments. I cannot think of many examples of interesting architecture in Albuquerque. There are some buildings around where the extreme ordinariness is leavened with the odd detail or sort-of original angle. And there’s the old Spanish architecture. Some nice. It’s prettied up substantially all over California, but probably more authentic here.
After finally feeling well enough to lift my camera out-of-doors I did what I could on a neighborhood walk this morning. Here it is. The original Albuquerque Country Club-in color-monochrome. I love what removing the color does and yet I never remember to play with that.
Tingley Beach and the Bosque along the Rio Grande make up for Albuquerque’s many less desirable traits. Love this place. It is my place for outdoor solitude, thinking, liking where I live. It’s best at dawn in the summer but right now isn’t bad either! Used both my Nikon CoolPix and Galaxy 5 Smartphone. Not surprisingly Galaxy doesn’t really work as well for getting up close and personal from a distance. Did that make sense? No, after Photograph 101 with WordPress I’m hoping to be able to talk ‘photography.’
It is cold. Not back-east or up-north cold but cold. It’s dry brown boring cold. That time in the middle; ‘the time of no paid holidays’ it’s called, between New Year’s Day and Memorial Day.
Let’s review the big events that get us through this long five months. Possible snowstorms, Downton Abbey season, Oscars, new House of Cards, my birthday, warm walking mornings arrive, San Diego visit, and finally to Memorial Day and Minnesota. Since I don’t have a Valentine and I’m not a Christian I have left Valentine’s Day and Easter off My Calendar.
My Big 2015 Trip is still expanding and contracting, with the Russian/Mongolian middle practically cast in concrete and the beginning (Norway) and ending (South Korea) still malleable.
So far I have my calendared plans, a new medium-size REI backpack and a vest I intend to wear every single day with pockets for passport, cards, and Smartphone. I have a new Costco raincoat and a gift card for travel shoes from Benders in Grand Rapids, Minnesota.
My whole family is getting through February with flying colors: Robert and Marsha are not depressed because they’re in Florida and their dog is healthy. Scott and Sandra are biking and hiking and zumba-ing, young Steven is job hunting and Teresa is selecting her grad school—eliminating Virginia Tech due to its location in a rural land of ice and snow, moving on to Chicago this weekend. Steven and Michele are working working exercising exercising, Patricia is hostessing and studying in West Texas and Sara is now driving her own car to non-stop cheering activities.
Didn’t really start this post to do a family report but it’s happened. So I should have some family pics to put with it—but I don’t.
How about February in Albuquerque at North Fourth Art Center?
It may be too late. In 2015 I will work on writer and photographer. I can’t become a painter until I meet with George Bush to talk about late artistic bloomers. So next year. Given up on foodery. Makes my stomach hurt.
This morning I took photos of snow and my David Anderson sculpture. At least I think it is. So here are sculpture slices and one snow.