The Snowstorm & My LensBaby - Ready for VeniceTuesday, February 12, 2019
I cannot abide seeing snow photographs when it snows in Vancouver and not to mention the thousands of blood moon photographs of past weeks. At the very least these trends are a brief respite from baby pictures or cat pictures. Food pictures amply prove why when magazines functioned as magazines, food photographers were paid very good wages for product. The snow photographs were also a rest from summer fireworks, night cityscapes and sunsets.
So here you have some lousy snow pictures that I took today. Can I justify them?
I think I can.
I think I can.
My Rosemary and I are on our way to Venice next week. I am participating in this group show. My wife has been there before. Millions have been there. Soon it will be millions & one when I show up. How can I possibly take pictures with some sort of originality?
Jeff Gin at Leo’s Camera contributed (at a very good price) part of a LensBaby that has different black disks with from small to large size f-stop openings. I chose the almost wide open f-2.8 disc. I took pictures of the scene outside our Kerrisdale house today featuring our 2017 Chevrolet Cruze. I believe that these pictures are indeed lousy but they show that perhaps the f-4 disc might be a better bet to take some “dreamy” shots of Venice with the Fuji X-E1. With the Fuji X-E3 I will be using its panoramic stitching capability and in particular for vertical panoramics.
But I am taking two more cameras that use film. One is a Japanese swivel lens panoramic called a Widelux which I will load with 160 ISO Kodak colour negative film. The other camera (as seen here) is a Russian Horizont swivel lens panoramic. The deep red filter seen in the middle is an indication that I will be loading it with the long discontinued and most wonderful Kodak B+W Infrared Film.
I have been reading John Ruskins’s The Stones of Venice, Charles Dickens’s book on his trip to Italy, Henry James’s Italian Hours and Gore Vidal’s Vidal in Venice. My idea is to illustrate evocative passages in those books with my photographs.
What the Dickens?