Monday, November 13, 2017

jUsT aNoThER daY

St Stephen's Green, Dublin, Ireland
Is it true?

What?

That it’s true?

Thursday, November 09, 2017

Guanyin



Guanyin, Bodhisattva of Inifinite Compassion. Qianlong Emperor (1736-1796).  Statue is made of wood from the Qing Dynasty.  Displayed in the Vatican Ethnological Museum.

We were fortunate to be invited to dine at the Vatican Museum.  I shot this statue just before dinner.  I dig how it was on a pedestal so I don't have to kneel down to get a low angle view.  I also like the way the backlighting worked.  The one great thing about taking photos of statues is that they don't complain, and don't demand a model release.

Taken with the iPhone 7 plus.

Mr Smith leaves everything behind


Downtown Los Angeles

 Is he walking away from his old life? Or walking towards a new life?  Or maybe the world is passing by like a flat airport escalator and he is still on the same place.


Wednesday, November 08, 2017

Dewi Sri and Garuda


Dewi Sri.  She's considered the protective rice goddess of the people of Bali, Indonesia.  Behind her is Garuda, an avian deity.  The statues are made of wood dating back from late 19th century to early 20th century.  Both statues are displayed in the museum at the Vatican.

"Excuse me. Can you please stand by the fire hydrant? Thank you."




 my fickled reasoning, random emotion bubbled up ... 

....if only I


The day the reformed witch of the west turned the streets of Los Angeles Toy District into a land of milk and honey.  The fire hydrant is there just for props.


Toy District, Los Angeles, California
Fujifilm XE-1, 14 mm lens
Copyright 2013 Rob Castro

Tuesday, November 07, 2017

The Cat Who Ate My Sister Sally



Binan, Laguna, Luzon

Socrates:  Are you taking my picture?

Juzno:  You have a problem with that?

Socrates:  Well, are you taking a picture of the copy of my form?  You know, the real me is somewhere in the Realm of Ideas.  You might have to run that by The Demiurge.

Juzno:  You mean you are not the real you?

Socrates:  What you are seeing is an illusion.  In fact, in my former self I was not a cat but a controversial Greek gadfly who was made to drink hemlock by the authorities for my radical teachings.

Juzno:  How did the hemlock taste like?

Socrates:  It needed more ice.

Monday, November 06, 2017

Strange Days Indeed


Poor henpecked Mr Di Niro.  He is trying to hide from his wife after she learned that he didn't buy the lotto ticket that she told him to buy that just won five million dollars.

My tribute to the Yeshiva Mat-124 G.  The poor man's Rolleiflex.  One can still buy this vintage camera.  Last I checked at Amazon it was selling for $300.  I got mine years ago and I think I might have paid the same.  Couldn't afford the Rolleiflex.  But it was the closest I could get.  Built like a tank.  Hefty and an attention getter - especially for old blokes like me.  It's a joy to hold and quite stealth in street photography.  Since the view finder is waist level, you have to look down on the camera to compose your image - people think that you are shooting something else instead of them.  This was the way the late Vivian Maier shot her beautiful street images.  She may have been my influence in acquiring this camera.  It has a built in light meter, which uses an obscure battery.  Don't bother getting one because the meter doesn't work.  At least on mine, and it's in excellent shape apart from the meter.  I've heard people complained about the lagging shutter.  This should not be a big issue for most use since film is very forgiving.  You can either just push or pull during the developing process.  

Specifications:
  • 6x6 Twin Lens Reflex, Medium format film camera
  • Viewing lens -  80mm f/2.8 tessar
  • Taking lens -  80mm f/3.5 yashinon tessar
  • F-stop range -  f/3.5 – f/32
  • Shutter Speed range - 1 second – 1/500th & bulb
  • Shots per roll - 120 = 12, 220 = 24




Saturday, November 04, 2017

reADY f0r tHe w0rLd


Freedom - the fatuous inkling of our civilization.  But those who are deprived of it has the barest inkling of what reality is. - Anonymous

Friday, November 03, 2017

On the Way to See the Mariinsky Orchestra



On the way to see the performance of Mariinsky Orchestra, I saw a poster of this dude outside the Walt Disney Concert Hall Theater.  I don't even know him but I thought the poster was cool so I took a shot of it.  This is an interpretation of what I saw.  So in essence, it is not a true copy of the original but an artistic appropriation.  Richard Prince made himself rich by doing that.  Basically, stealing other people's work and rephotographing, copying, scanning, and manipulating them to call them his own.  What has this image got to do with the Mariinsky Orchestra?  Nothing, really.  I just wanted to post it because it made a lasting impression on me before going the concert.

Notes on the concert performance:

Shostakovich.  Symphony No. 9 in E-flat major Op 70.  Yeah, not too bad.  I think the composer was high when he wrote this.  I can tell because I had a few drinks myself before the concert.  I dig the highs and lows of the movements.  
  
Prokofiev.  Piano Concerto No 2 in G minor Op 16.  Denis Matsuev playing the piano.  He could have been a kung fu artist as his razor blade chops were cutting through like slicing an onion.  Wu-zaa! Sorry if I offend Asians but I can't be a racist because I'm also part Asian.  The best part was the Tambourine guy sneaking in  some parts of the movements.  It looked like he didn't have to work that hard compared to the other musicians but he probably got paid the same. After all the Mariinsky Orchestra is employed by a Communist country.

Scriabin.  Symphony No 3 in C minor Op 43.   A great introduction, majestic and pleasurable to the ear in the beginning.  Then I was lost in the next 55 minutes.  This piece is long.  No breaks.  I felt I was being tormented.  The Russian composers are a cruel people.

Encore:  An excerpt from The Swan Lake.  Thank you!  Finally something I can relate to.

Oh, and the conductor.  Valery Gergiev.  Dapper!




Thursday, November 02, 2017

Dionysian Blues


No poem was ever written by a drinker of water. - Homer (8th century Greek poet)


Wednesday, November 01, 2017

Thoughts on Babes, Cake and Candies


The two girls are focusing on something other than the M&Ms -- that is a bit of a mystery because it is out of the frame. What was it?