He has been gone for decades but his music lives on.
Captured on expired Kodak 100 Tmax using the Hasselblad 500CM and 80mm with extenders. Self-developed using Ilfosol 3, Ilfostop and Ilford Rapid Fixer. All 1 + 9 solution. I made mistake by using the fixer after the developer when it should have been the stop bath. Still, I think the result is decent.
Taken from the balcony of a tannery building at Fes in Morocco. The place is really a compound comprising of several buldings. The smell coming from the outside is remarkably strong. Strong as in really really bad as blood from the animals are washed and tanned on several pools. The skins which will be processed as leather are dried to hang. I think Fes is one of my favorite places I visited in Morocco. Not that I especially like Morocco. But to me it's one of which I have good memories. The other ones gave me bad experience.
Welcome, welcome. We are your Spanish hostesses. You like cerveza? We have mucho. Por favor, please come in. Welcome, welcome. You like tapas? We have mucho. Why you not like to come in? Is it because we are airheads? You must be sexist! Go away!
I trust that you are in good disposition. You will recall my previous request for you to look into selling my castle in Haarzuilens. I am hoping that you have made significant progress to my request as a lot of things have happened. Not only has the tax people been threatening to sequester my assets, I am now being pursued by the Dutch court for allegations concerning illicit use of recreational medicinal in my own humble abode. Nonsense. The concept that recreational medicinal is illegal is oxymoronic. Besides I have stopped doing illicit drugs since our last North American tour. I now confine my habit to Jack Daniels, which I believe is still legal. By the way, the moat in the castle has been fixed so you don't have to worry about prospective buyers falling into the water. The water is cold but it won't kill ya. I remember when Mick was stoned out of his face one time that he thought it would be a great idea to play a small gig with the band on one of the castle's boats. We all went along with him. Mick sang Satisfaction, which was the craziest sound I have ever heard since we were playing Brown Sugar instead. Anyway, Bill got so upset that he finally threw Mick off the boat. A sorry sight to see - considering Mick was wearing my Armani jacket. Mick survived but never wanted to visit my castle again. Oh well, I digress. Again, I would appreciate if you can expedite the selling of my property. I'm attaching an updated photo that my friend Juzno recently took. I'll be driving down south to Luxembourg in the next few days so I hope we can finalize a deal before then.
They loved to be photographed. Especially by a strange Kano, which they called me because they thought I was blond and was fair skinned. Truth was I have gray hair turning more into white, and I hadn't gone out in the sun for too long. Or maybe it was the "fancy camera" I was using. I shot this with the 20mm Voitlander mounted on the Canon 5D. Not sure if it was the original 5D or the Mark II. The lens was a bit tricky to use since it can only focus manually. I think I shot mainly at f8 or f11 to compensate if I missed the focusing.
One of the outtakes of the photo op I did with the band Rocktanes. Sometimes the test shots turn out to be the best ones. Captured in sunny Southern California. That day felt like we were in Mad Max country. Hot hot and hot.
She's the perfect date for men who are afraid of the dark. She doesn't eat much and will always shine a light on her date. Her blouse doubles as a checker board in case her date gets bored and decides to play a game. The bird who acts as a chaperone is really a spy. So be careful what you say to her.
Saw this at the Corning Museum of Glass in Corning, New York. The place is dedicated to the art, history and science of glass. The piece above is made by Dale Chihuly, an American glass sculptor and entrepreneur. His works are considered to possess outstanding artistic merit in the field of blown glass. I've seen some of his works in Seattle. I heard that he is already blind but he continues to work. Hope you enjoy.
I was bored while Rose and her high school classmates were waiting for the baker to finish the cake. So I roamed around the grocery store and started taking pictures of vegetables. I dig how this one came up. I think it's a lettuce or maybe a cabbage. I just call it unknown vegetables.
This reminds me of a scene from Alice in Wonderland when they were having tea. In chapter seven of the novel, Alice becomes a guest at a "mad" tea party along with the March Hare, the Hatter, and a very tired Dormouse who falls asleep frequently, only to be violently awakened moments later by the March Hare and the Hatter. The characters give Alice many riddles and stories. The Hatter reveals that they have tea all day because Time has punished him by eternally standing still at 6 pm (tea time). Alice becomes insulted and tired of being bombarded with riddles and she leaves claiming that it was the stupidest tea party that she had ever been to. Hope you enjoy.
Eclectic Eccentricity is what I would describe the interior decors at Mackenzie-Childs. I didn't bother to find out how much the items were sold. I suspect they would be expensive. Something like this light bulb assembly were probably made up from junk lamp shades and discarded Nipa mat. People in the Philippines make these things from indigenous sources. I think Mackenzie-Childs would buy these junks on cheap and market them here in the States as High Art. Brilliant marketing.
MacKenzie-Childs is a manufacturer of ceramics and retailer of hand painted imported furniture based in Aurora, New York founded by Victoria and Richard MacKenzie-Childs. While in upstate New York, our host wanted to take the women in our group to visit the farm house at MacKenzie-Childs. She didn't think the men in our group would be interested in interior decor and fancy stuff. But I was - to her surprise. I told her I wanted to join them because I needed to channel my feminine side. Hah.
He is the twin brother of the former President Jimmy Carter. He doesn’t know they are related because they were separated when they were only two years old. Mama Carter could not afford to raise the twins so he put Bob for adoption. He was eventually adopted by a rich building contractor whose wife could not bear a child. Bob would later on inherit his father’s construction business, which he would advance by hiring imaginary workers. The image is a fine example of how Bob puts these imaginary laborers to work. Obviously, we can't see them because they are imaginary.
I am almost positive that this was in Noho, New York. But then the strangeness of the Rose flower with dancer's legs doing the Michael Jackson moonwalk, the blurred artworks hanging on steel door, and the stark reflections on the sidewalk - all seem to suggest it was somewhere else. I tried to ask the Asian looking guy who seems to be lost in admiration of his own artworks. He ignored me. Or maybe he didn't know I was there.
After her yoga class, Nancy rushes out. She gets obsessive about what she wants:
"I need to hurry - the mall is going to close in about half an hour. That organic cashmere on the one day sale is a must-have. Darn, I need to find a new laundry shop. The last one botched my purple shirt and washed it with my blue jeans. That’s why I now wear only black jeans. I wonder if they use Dihydrogen Oxide? They should just use water instead. Note to self - stop by the Vegan store - get a bundle of kiwi and make 'em into ice cream later. Later. Oh, and I need to tell Fred to stop feeding the cat with Nepeta Cataria. She needs to wean herself from that. I wonder if they have AA for cats..."
Blogging is hard. I'm an artist not a writer. I always think that if one doesn't have anything worthwhile to say don't say it.
I started this blog I believe in 2008 to showcase my artwork (mostly photographic, although there are some other mediums I have also used). The intent was for friends and family to see what I was up to concerning new art projects. And then something along the way changed. I began to have a desire to reach out to more people -- maybe artists like me. Like myself, they are frustrated, disappointed, sometimes manic, other times depressed, fascinated about the arts, happy and sad, sometimes encouraged, but always looking forward for better days.
The extent I wanted is to blog ideas. Not just techniques. Ten years later, I'm looking at myself and I wonder. I suppose I missed the mark.
He was by the window on a bright day. So by compensating for the exposure I was able to get a high key look.
I love the process of making pictures. The challenge of the lighting and how to frame the moment. This would have been a failure if not for using the “bad” lighting to ones advantage. Framing the image can be afterthought. I had to crop the left side of this image. In the end, I think there is no right or wrong. Photography is both art and science. That is what makes it very interesting.
The highland peoples inhabit all the six provinces of the Cordillera Administrative Region: Abra, Apayao, Benguet, Kalinga, Ifugao, and Mountain Province, as well as the adjacent province of Nueva Viscaya. Their culture is well-preserved because they have defended their land against the Spaniards who already captured the places in the low lands such as Manila and others, this people from the cordillera never gave up in defending there land for 333 years that those who tried to go there never came back out or few only survived. But it may not last long.
He was upset because she forgot it was his dog’s birthday. But that’s beside the point on why this image is even meaningful. I often wonder why I even indulge in street photography. It’s too much work and one risks getting in trouble. Most people are averse to having their picture taken. This is understandable as our privacy is mostly nil nowadays. Yet there is something about taking pictures of life no matter how transient in a split second. By the time it’s done, everything is already in the past. What makes street photography work? One is the conflict of the moment. Such as this one. I am not saying this image appears successful to the viewers. Quite frankly, it doesn’t matter. I try to be content in what I do. I don’t want to be preoccupied by what people think of my work. If it works, that’s great and I am grateful for them. If not, cest la vie.
Sorry. My English teacher always told us not to start a sentence with the word "sorry." I can see a lot of merits to his advice. I have been away for so long that it actually felt good - being relieved from the stress of thinking what it is I need to post for my next blog. And yet, I can't be lazy. I need to do something to stimulate the mind. It's mostly reading and writing. Both of which have fallen to the way side. So, I'm stepping in to connect back to the free world through the magic of the internet. Well, unless you are living in a tyrannical country that controls all the internet feeds that go around. Quite frankly, it is beginning to feel that way here where I live. Google+, which host this blog, has lately been compromised. So I'm not even sure if people can read this post. Well, perhaps eventually they will.
This was shot using the iPhone 7 plus over a month ago when we were at the Cayuga Lake in upstate New York. A rather lazy town that would be ideal for retirement. Our host have this two acre lot that was by the lake. The point of staying there was for a mini high school reunion that Rose participated. I was having a stomach upset at that time when I took this picture. Everybody else in our group went for a boat ride across the lake. But Rose and I decided to stay behind. The benefit was we get to experience this gorgeous sunset - and a glimpse of a bald eagle flying over us and a water snake sneaking up from the shore. Pretty cool, I think. But when I told our host about the water snake she freaked out. She had been swimming in the lake but have never seen one. Well, no worries. Later on, we asked one of the locals and he said that there are no poisonous snake in the area.
I have been assigned to take photos of our new church members again. One of the church elders asked me, "You are the church photographer, right?" "Um, I don't know. Am I?"
Taking photos of people in unforgiving lighting condition is probably every portrait photographer's nightmare. I took this one inside the church sanctuary. I turned off all the lights so I don't have to deal with transient lights. This way the only source of light was my 580 EXii flash dressed inside a photo box and the diffused window coming from the left side.
This is one of my favorites. Richard and Jill just got married a few weeks ago. I can see that they are very happy together. I love that they show it sincerely. It made my photo op worth it. This is one of those times that everything seems to working out right. Thank you, Lord.
Mercedes-Benz traces its origins to Karl Benz's creation of the first petrol-powered car based on Wilhelm Maybach's conversion of a stagecoach by the addition of a petrol engine. It was financed by Bertha Benz. Emil Jellinek, an Austrian automobile entrepreneur named the automobile the 1901 Mercedes 35 hp after his daughter Mercedes Jellinek. Hence the name Mercedes-Benz.
Cross processing is the deliberate processing of photographic film in a chemical solution intended for a different type of film. The effect was discovered independently by many different photographers often by mistake in the days of C-22 and E-4. Color cross processed photographs are often characterized by unnatural colors and high contrast. I've made some cool images using this process. But there is a risk of ruining the developing machine. I've since stopped doing that.
I shot this image back in November of 2016. Somewhere close by the Bunratty Castle in Ireland. The original image was shot with a 14 mm wide angle lens but I didn't know how to edit it. I might have tried several times but they were utter failures in my opinion. Lately, I've gone back to it and decided to massively crop it to show just the leaves with a bit of reflection. I think this works. What do you think?
A good way to start the week. Healthy eats. It is very easy to make. Drop some fresh lettuce on the bowl. Dab a bit of Ranch Dressing on the lettuce. (Any dressing would do but creamy white dressing makes it more photogenic.) Sprinkle with Garbanzo beans, black pepper, lemon juice, parsley, salsa, a little bit of this and that. Garnish with home grown Cherry Tomatoes. Present everything on bamboo mat. It's ready to go. Oh but wait, first document the meal - take a food selfie with the iPhone 7 plus. Bon Appetit.
I'm reminded of a scene in Charles Dickens' novel Oliver Twist, where the main character innocently ask the wicked Master Bumble for more food. This became a big hit movie when I was growing up. In the movie, some boys draw straws to see who will ask for more to eat, and the job falls to Oliver. He goes up to Bumble and Widow Corney, who run the workhouse and serve the gruel, and asks for more. Enraged, Bumble takes Oliver to the governors to see what to do with him. And so begins Oliver's adventure.
I've edited this image so many times. There is a natural version, where the sky is blue. There is a sunset version, where the sky is magenta. Now obviously is the Black and White version. I like all the versions. It's that saccharine sentimentality that one doesn't get tired of - as opposed to becoming sour in time like wine turning to a vinegar. I wonder why I said that. Maybe it kind of sounded smart.
There are hundreds of Ferris Wheels in the world. Arguably, the most famous is the Eye of London. But I think the Eye of Liverpool - although not as famous - looks better than the Eye of London.
Taken with the iPhone 6 some time ago. I had just started shooting with the smart phone, and found it to be a great companion when traveling.
A precious moment. I couldn't resist taking a picture of the baby and the grandmother. Taken with the iPhone 7 plus after church service. The cameras on the mobile phones have come a long way. Of course, smart phones have ruined serious photography since almost everyone can take a picture nowadays. The good and the bad of technology advancement. Oh well.
I thought I shot this at the Los Angeles International Airport but looking at it again I may have captured it while waiting for our plane at the Manila Ninoy Aquino International Airport. Named after Senator Benigno "Ninoy" Aquino Jr., assassinated at the tarmac of the same airport in 1983. I remember that day. Most of us were all shocked. Ninoy was returning to the Philippines despite repeated warnings that he will be assassinated. It was commonly believed that President Marcos had him killed.
I didn't have a story on this. Initially I thought of calling it "Am I Blur?" - a parody of an old ballad "Am I Blue?" I wonder how many people can guess what is this image. Does it look like a row of cotton swabs that were dipped in blue green colored liquid? Or does it look like parallel futuristic bridges where in cars and transportation are reduced to microscopic sizes in order to avoid grid lock traffic? Or does it looks like a close up of what is inside Donald Trump's mouth after eating pizza?
It was the year when yesterday becomes the following day. Planet Earth has a dilemma. Famine has been eliminated. But the more people ate the more they lose weight. Worse is they are being blurred out into oblivion. Only Al Gore can save the world. But he’s still living and getting fat in the future. It might take decades before he comes to the past.
The boy in the image grows up to be Al Gore, savior and president in his own mind.
Looks like Helga is pretty amused but one can only wonder what it is that she is looking at the moment. Her name is not really Helga. I just made it up. She looks like a Helga. The image is just a random shot I took while in Central Europe. I want to say that it was in Budapest. But I also think that it could have been in Vienna. Can't be too certain. It doesn't matter.