#46 - Still Life

Yes, of course I know what "still life" means - some bowl of fruit on a table or a vase full of flowers with a 4 pane window in the background. I don't have any of those shots, but I have this guy.  He doesn't lurk in the reeds like the other great egrets in the neighborhood;  he lives the still life (see what I did there) out in the open and will wait up to half an hour without moving for his dinner to come.    


#A5 - Reflections

I was excited to go to Edmonton, Alberta last week for convocation at my alma mater, Athabasca University, where I got to watch for the first time as my own students received their MBA degrees and set out to go leave their mark in the world.  Since it is only dark for a couple of hours this time of year, I found time to sneak away for a stroll around the city with my camera and found some weirdly interesting things to shoot, like this reflection of a construction crane in the windows of a nearby building.


#44 Someone Working

At first glance, you might think I had to travel deep into the wilds of Africa or Central America to capture this barefoot guy working a muddy river with his cast net and dodging crocodiles.  But then you notice that Titleist over there to the left laying in the fairway….  


#43 Solitary

I pick up phones and hear my history
I think of all the calls I missed
I try to number those who love me 
And find exactly what the trouble is

   - Pete Townshend  "Is It In My Head"


#42 Skyline Panorama

You might recognize the bridge from San Diego over to Coronado Island - shot at twilight from a workboat pier that nobody seems to know about.  Great place to shoot the bridge, boats moored, city skyline, and sea lions resting on the docks at night.


#41 Single Color in Black and White

The sun was at a bad angle and the full color shot of this spoonbill taking flight was not very good, but desaturating everything but the pink gave it enough interest to kept it out of the trash bin and into the phblog this week.  


#39 - Shot Through The Glass

This bird kept fluttering around on the hedge outside my office window, and I remembered this theme was coming up, so I shot the first photo through the glass - you can see the reflections from the fabric of a chair.   She would fly over from a nearby palm tree and make a big fuss, then fly back - over and over for about 20 minutes.   At first I thought she was seeing her own reflection, but then I looked down and noticed what it was that kept her coming back over by the window, and I took photo #2.    


#38 Selfie

Well….um…..ok…it is possible that I might have accidentally Photoshopped this image…maybe.


#37 - Rows and Rows

I have no idea what you call those bumps on a lizards' skin, but this sleeping giant has rows and rows and rows of them.  


#36 Right Place / Right Time

I only had one afternoon to run out to the zoo in San Diego, and the reports were that the baby gorilla had been staying indoors mostly, but right as I was walking by on the way to the aviary, momma and kiddo popped out for a little bite to eat and a few minutes in the sun before going back inside.  


#35 Rocky Waterscape

I might not be a great photographer, but I know how to read; there's your rocks, there's your water, and there's your 'scape.  Low tide at daybreak out at the Sunshine Skyway bridge.  


#34 Patterns

While I don't like rattlesnakes any more than the next guy, I have to admit that the patterns of their scales are beautiful and fascinating - through the glass of a terrarium, that is.  


#33: Paths to Trails

When I saw this trail in the sand I thought of comedian Richard Pryor, who was married several times and joked about it in his comedy act.  "I don't care that women leave me", he quipped, "what pisses me off is that they always tell me why."  


A4 - Night Shot

There are no lights on the pier where I took this photo of the San Diego skyline, so I thought the barking in the dark was dogs guarding the fishing boats.  After 15 seconds of exposure, the LCD display revealed the the culprits - sea lions down on the slips below.   


#31 Panning

I must confess that I thought panning was the same as panorama, and a few weeks ago I took some nice panoramas for this week.  Luckily, I overheard to members talking about panning shots at our photo club meeting last month and saved myself some embarrassment.


#30 One Step At A Time

I watched this guy fishing at low tide; he would take one step at a time, stirring up murk to make the little fish scoot out the way. When he saw one dart he would take a running leap over to where they had gone, parachute down from above to stab at his dinner.  Half a dozen tries and he never got a fish.  Meanwhile, it was lunch at Gecko's (Bradenton reference) for the seagull, who was sleeping on the ledge when the lizard walked right into him - didn't have to take a single step.



#29 On Two Wheels

Laura swears up and down she rides her bike every day...I don't believe her.  


#28 Natural Beauty

This is the hardest theme of the whole year for me, because since I began to take photographs I now see beauty everywhere.  It is impossible to pick a favorite shooting target between a Florida sunset or a Michigan waterfall or Wisconsin's fall color explosion or whatever random gorgeous thing God puts in front of the lens for me every day.  But I started out with flowers and I keep coming back to flowers, so I guess I will use my recent flower photo and be grateful it was not buried under a humungous snow drift in front of a bank thermometer that reads some hideous below-zero temperature somewhere you have to start your car five minutes before you get in to melt the windshield frost.       


#27 Musical, Part II

My son Erik blew me away this summer when he unveiled a 2 year restoration of my first real guitar amplifier - a 1974 Peavey Mace.  The Mace is a tube amp beast with two 160-watt channels you can run in series and with the matching bottom my rig has six 12-inch 20 oz magnet speakers.  Lynyrd Skynyrd and .38 Special used them on a tour and when I heard that "crunch" it was down to the store with my life savings.   I also had an AIMS Les Paul custom made for me that I still like over any of the Gibsons I have played since.  You kids in your cute little Hondas with a trunk full of Chinese subwoofers think you are loud?   pffffffffft!    Fire up the old growler here…….brain damage, baby.  


#27 Musical

When I heard that my 6 year old nephew wanted a drum set for Christmas, I thought there were three possible outcomes:  1) the drum kit would be forgotten after a few days of hellish racket, or 2) the parents would go insane as hellish racket continued, or 3) the parents would go insane AND the drum kit would be forgotten.   It is still there and nobody is insane, so what do I know?


#26 - Masked

You can't fool your uncle Vlad (inside joke) with that mustache disguise, Claire….  A cheap prop on a stick can't mask the beauty of the newest Mrs. Nerenz on her wedding day, but it does show off her playful spirit that has endeared her to us all - welcome to the family, Claire Nerenz - and congratulations to my nephew Rob on your exquisite taste and good judgement.   


#25 Long Shadows

I can't explain how we have spent five winters down here and hadn't yet gone to see the Ringling Art Museum in Sarastota until just recently - it is a fascinating and beautiful place.   The sculptures down in the gardens that this balcony surrounded were no doubt famous and important works of classical art, but I found the light arches and long shadows thrown by the late afternoon sun to be far more interesting than the naked bronze guys standing in a fountain.  


#24 - Long Exposure

This was a shot I took last fall at Kimball Park in Iron County, Wisconsin late in the afternoon.  18mm lens with ND 10 filter at ISO 100 and 30 sec at f22 with manual focus set to infinity and OIS off.


#23 Lamp Posts

I was experimenting with long exposure night shots and kind of liked this one with the string of light posts and the evaporating cars.


#22 It's A Mystery

The night was dark
The wind did blew
And down the street a shit wagon flew

A bump was sounded 
A scream was heard
A man was killed by a flying turd

In 4th grade Joey Kuker would recite this mysterious poem over and over just to irritate his older sisters.  After each recital,  he would announce: "a poem by Edgar Allen Poo" and they would scream at us and we would laugh like crazy.  I guess you had to be there…and be a nine-year-old boy.  


#21 It Happens Over Time

You hardly ever see a whisk broom any more; this is the one we used to sweep out the fireplace up at the lake for 50 years and it was already old when we took it out there.  Over time, it has been worn down to its nubs on the rough stone and brick - not very useful any more, but much more character, don't you think?


#20 Interpretation of Art

My nephew Caden found this halloween mask, so we made spooky movie art.  In real life, he is an excessively happy little bouncing ball of energy who might giggle you to death, but that is about it.     


#19 Horses and Humans

There isn't much to say about this week's post - you got your horse and you got your human so that's a wrap!  Shot in B&W out at Dry Creek on our club's recent field trip.  


#18 - Holiday Spirit

"Hello Buffalo?  Yeah, this is Frosty…hey, listen - I can't make it downtown for the Holiday parade   Thursday 'cause…um…my car won't start...no, wait a minute, I got the ebola…yup, that's it - ebola (cough, cough).   Stuck in the hospital….you know, quarantine and all.   Sucks to be you!"     


#17 High Above

Thank you to my friend Barb Sash for showing me this hidden gem of a place - Corrigan's Bluff in Iron County, Wisconsin.   It's not on a map, halfway between Upson and Saxon, as if that helps.  You turn off the highway at a small marker you can't read and park in a little clearing; hike down a muddy trail that can't possibly be right until you start a steep climb up a rocky outcropping.   And when you emerge from the thick brush….THIS!


#16 Group Portrait

L to R: Weezie, Patricia, Joanne (mine), and Mindy were nice enough to pose for a group portrait before heading out to welcome teams of breast cancer survivors flying in from Edmonton, Alberta to compete in Dragon Boat races against teams from around the world a couple of weeks ago.  


#15 Graveyard

The timing was perfect - there were graveyards all over the neighborhood last week.  


#14 - Four Letter Word

P-I-N-K.   The international Dragon Boat races were held this weekend in Sarasota and 4,000 breast cancer survivors from all over the world came to compete, raise awareness, and celebrate life.   My wife and her friends served as ambassadors for two teams from Edmonton, Alberta (good on ya, ladies) and I took this shot of the fire truck before the big parade in Lakewood Ranch.  I did not get to see the super-hunky fireman in the pink suspenders - apparently there was a rash of small napkin fires all around the assembly grounds.  Turning to business news - the gift shop at Lakewood Ranch sold completely out of napkins and Bic lighters Saturday night…..


#13 Forced Perspective

To be honest, forced perspective photos are not my cup of meat, but here goes.   It took a couple dozen attempts, but finally this Great Blue Heron squawked at the same time 2 cars flashed glare off the windshields from the street on the far shoreline and it looked kinda like he was blowing bubbles - unless you have a better imagination and can help me out in the comments.    


#12 Fences and/or Rails

The sign at the parking lot is a little deceiving; it says the trail to the waterfalls is only 1/4 of a mile, which is a piece of cake in the cool air near Lake Superior.  What it doesn't say is that it is a steep downhill climb the whole way.   Remember that thing about getting there being half the fun?  No, getting there was all of the fun - getting back was a killer.


#11 Favorite Room

A couple of years ago, my wife convinced me to screen in our front porch at the lake so we could enjoy the view during the mosquito season, which is basically any day we are there.  The screen porch instantly became our favorite room - it is where each day starts with loon calls over coffee and a mirror-smooth lake view; and where each day ends with loon calls beneath a pink sunset over Finn Point on the other shore.  Life does not suck.  


#10 Family Table

Our cottage on Pine Lake is an old miners' house we moved from town.   The first thing we put in it was this table, which we bought from some lady in Bessemer for $5.   For 50 summers it has been a work bench, coffee table, dining table, game table, office, sewing table, bar, card table, puzzle board, computer stand, towel rack, classroom, and hangout; you can see the lake from three sides, sunset from two, and watch the fireplace from the fourth.  If those wall could talk, they wouldn't - they would be laughing too hard to get the words out.


#9 - Drops of Water

This started out as a photo of light frost on an old dock at daybreak, but it didn't take long for the first golden rays of sunshine to turn the frost crystals into a million tiny little water droplets.


#8 - Differences

I grew up in a mining town, and we used to play tennis on this court - always had to wait to get on it.  All summer there was a game going on every diamond, rink, court, and empty lot  - a pile of bikes in the grass and the happy sound of kids playing games we organized ourselves.  When we couldn't find anyone to come out, we shot hoops or banged hockey pucks against the garage door or rode around until we found somebody we knew or made friends with someone we just met.

Half a century later, there are no mines, no bikes, no kids, and silence - that's the difference. Sad.


#7 - Car Lights

This photo speaks to me.  It says, "I was cool once, and maybe I'm not in the same shape as back then, and maybe nature is winning, and maybe I can't run all day like I used to, and maybe I just want to rest here in the woods for a while….."  Oh, wait - that is just me talking to myself.  Never mind.


#6 - Bridges

If you grew up in the western part of Michigan's Upper Peninsula, you have a fond memory of this bridge near Lake Superior.  It is the suspension bridge at Black River Harbor that connects the campgrounds and picnic area to the breakwater and beach on the other side.   

But the real purpose of the bridge is for boys to torture their moms and sisters by promising not to make it bounce and sway and then once the family is half way across, you…um…I meant they….start jumping and rocking it until the girls scream and the dads pretend to be mad.  My son and I went there yesterday to relive our glory days of mischief and misbehavior and watch a new generation of tow-headed hellions drive their parents nuts.   Good times.     



#5 - Butterflies or Bees

Some photos have interesting stories behind them that bring additional meaning and purpose to the image itself.   This isn't one of them…it's a bee on a flower.