Category: Photography

A photo from 1939 or 1940 shows my paternal grandfather inexplicably smoking a pipe, leaning out of a window of a rather decrepit clapboard house (through lace curtains), and simultaneously typing on what might be an Underwood typewriter. He was also a rocket scientist. True story.

A number of photos I’ve taken in the past few days have an Yves Klein cobalt quality to them. Several were spurred by the @dailyshoot assignment to take photos of one’s favorite color. My favorite color is actually indigo, but examples of that color in my urban environmental surroundings are rare.

Up early to help with a customer project launch, I spotted something I don’t usually see: a sunrise. And it was a stunner. Ran outside in socks and a puffy jacket. Wind so cold my hands hurt. This is the oak tree across the street.

The new LumaLoop camera strap launched this week, and resulted in my butt being featured on such sites as Wired, Gizmodo, MacWorld and Laughing Squid.

I’m the person in the product photos for the LumaLoop, and I’ve been lucky enough to have my own for a few months now (in fact, I’m the proud owner of the very first small-sized–home-brew–LumaLoop); I must say I use it every day.

Far eastern Utah, almost Colorado. How I wish the sky were always this interesting. Shot on film.

And oldie-but-goodie? I’m surprised at the relative caliber of photos shot on my honeymoon, all on film, of course. This is one of them. Sunset in the mountains south of Walla Walla, Washington.

I was so busy being in Chicago that I barely took any photographs. And I certainly didn’t do any writing or blogging. Yet the Daily Shoot assignments kept me a bit honest. Here’s a daily shot (assignment: blue) that turned out decently.

I pass a store on my way to work that sells commercial storage fixtures: carts, ladders, pallet racking, etc. On this day they had a grey plastic cart that had created a lovely, still droplet pattern. The apparent vignetting on this shot is actually not post-processing–it’s the edges of the shelf on the cart.

Cats that sit like people? Creepy or cute?

I know–so many photos of the cat (her name is Tephra, by the way, despite her sticky “the cat” moniker) lately. But she is a veritable ham. She is now ready for her close up, thank you very much.