Sunday, November 23, 2014

The Scarf

So here's an interesting story.  I was at the International Center of Photography, looking at the Sabastiao Salgado exhibit "Genesis."  I happened to notice this well-dressed, distinguished looking gentleman, and I was taken by his scarf.  I did a quick snapshot so I would have a record of what the scarf looked like, and then I went over to talk to him about the exhibit, and I asked about his scarf.  I told him that I through it was really nice and I asked him if he remembered where he got it. He was very nice but said that he couldn't remember.  I thanked him, and we talked about how spectacular the exhibit was.  He mentioned that he did photography on vacation as an amateur, and that he and his wife had traveled the world.  When I got home, I started searching the web to see if I could find the scarf.  I didn't find it, BUT...   I was stunned to find out how much scarves can cost.  I found some Burberry scarves from four hundred to five hundred dollars!  WHAT?  It gets better - I found one at Nieman Marcus - a Brunello Cucinelli for $810. Are you serious? So then it occurred to me - I am guessing that the gentleman knew exactly where his scarf was from, but rather than embarrass me in some way, he saved an awkward conversation by "forgetting" the details.  Interesting, huh?

Saturday, November 22, 2014

(mostly) True Things

We went to a really cool thing tonight.  It is called a "storytelling slam" and it consisted of about fifty people in a small studio, and four storytellers.  What happens is that one by one each stands at the front of the room, and tells a story.  The stories are all true, EXCEPT that three of the four stories have some small lies added to them, and one is the complete truth.  This ups the ante for the listeners, trying to decide while listening, who is lying and who it telling the truth.  And the end, there is a chance to question the story tellers, and then we vote on our choice for the truth teller.  All four stories were wonderful, but I didn't guess correctly.  Kathy did, however, and won a coffee mug!  It was an amazing evening!

Friday, November 21, 2014

The Red Tree

This is why I love Fall - it's my favorite season.  This red tree was glowing so much from the late afternoon sun, it looked as if it was lit by electricity!  Then I saw the American flag, and the white porch.  What more could I ask for in a photograph?

Thursday, November 20, 2014


Every day, less and less.  I go by the demolition site and look for different kinds of photographs.  I need to reming myself to look for wide shots, and medium shots, and close-ups.  It is so easy to forget to look and shoot at different scales.  And what I am really looking for, are photographs which have that "something else" going on in them.  Those that in addition to showing something interesting, have a strong feeling about them.  The "something else."  I think this photograph has a bit of that.  When I saw the building in this condition, the first thing I thought of was that the building had its arms raised.  Maybe pleading not to be demolished?  It's too late, of course.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

My Sisters Photograph Me

So this a switch - I am on the other end of the camera.  I mean three cameras.  These are my three sisters - lucky me!  Let me tell you how wonderful they are.  They all live in Connecticut, and the other day they decided to drive down to Long Island to visit, and to go over to the Port Washington Public Library to see the portraits I was commissioned to do for an exhibit there.  And of course they are all Spencers, and that means they have the photography gene.  You may not want to come to any kind of Spencer family gathering - you will be seriously photographed there!  But we all have fun photographing each other, as you can see from their expressions.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

The Lure of Black & White_7

This will be my last extended post of the black & white images. I need to get back to my regular blog posts of "A Picture Each Day." I call this one "Ansel Adams on the iPhone." I always bring my iPhone on my bike rides each day, in case I crash or something, and I also use it to take pictures if I find something interesting along my route. When my ride is over, I take a rest on a park bench on the edge of the harbor. That's where I saw these clouds and rocks at the water's edge. I saw this as a black and white image - I guess because of the cumulus clouds. It did remind me of an Ansel Adams photograph, so I used the Hipstamatic app to shoot it only in black & white.  Tomorrow I will be back to my color images.

Monday, November 17, 2014

The Lure of Black & White_6

I am coming to the end of my extended black & white postings.  I really do need to get back to my daily blog posts.  This is another photograph shot with a 4x5 camera.  It is the cemetery on the East Hampton green.  There are a lot of early gravestones there, and it is on the edge of a pond, and it is a very picturesque scene.  But I was taken by the fence and steps.  What?  Why are there stairs into a cemetery?  Do you have any idea why?  Think about it for a second.  I am guessing the answer is "cows."  I am guessing that they used to let cows graze on the green, and this is the only way for people to be able to enter the cemetery but not cows.  What do you think?