A Place to Rest

A Place to Rest

In the past couple of months, I’ve moved from digital to film, which is much slower.  It’s a totally different mindset for me.  I hated film years ago because I couldn’t take a picture worth paying for.  Now, after doing digital, I more comfortable and confident, and most importantly, knowledgeable.  I continue to use digital, but sort of have a “year long project” to master film photography, from taking to developing both b&w and color.

The medium format film craze for moi started with the Holga 120 GCFN I got for a present.  As a camera, the Holga leaves a lot to be desired, like control.  Since then, I’ve gathered into my camera herd an Agfa Isolette iii (6×6), and with this image, a Welta Weltur ca. 1938, that produces both 6×6 and 6×4.5 with an insert.  The interesting differences between the two cameras is that the lens on the Agfa is from the 50s, therefore coated, and the one on the Welta is uncoated.  The visual differences are there, as well as how each handles flare and other things.

Shot on Kodak Ektar 100 with the Welta Weltur, scanned using the Epson v600.  Post in LR and On1 software.  Developed at a local lab for $5.00.

For the Fallen, Be at Peace

Oak Leaves

With Autumn upon us, one recalls life and death.  With today being Halloween – All Hallow’s Eve – Samhain – the line between the living and dead blows thin.  We were in Colorado last week to put to rest the remains of my oldest brother, who passed away last April.  He had a hard life after he left home, so he died relatively young.  These leaves are part of the oak grove where we laid his ashes.  From here, he can see across the plateau to the snow-covered mountains miles away.  Be at peace, brother.

Leaves of the Tulip Tree

Leaves of the Tulip Tree

Tulip trees have unremarkable flowers in that they are pale and blend in with the tree – no bright purples or pinks here. The leaves, though, change color when they die, turning wonderful yellows and reds, which are brilliant against summer foliage. Being deciduous, there is a glorious fall display, and then one waits for the coming of spring.