Monday, March 12, 2018

Morgantown from Atop

Saturday proved to be beautiful day, but I hardly had the chance to get out and shoot any pictures.
I did manage to get this panorama of Morgantown, as seen from the University Towne Center behind the Sams Club.

Colors are still drab.  This picture doesn't have a lot going for it, but it provides a nice view of the Coliseum and the Evansdale campus.  It's a BIG valley in this shot.

Here's a closer view that I like better:

Colors are a little wonky, but I like the play of light and shadows on the various campus buildings.  Besides the obvious coliseum, you've got Ruby Memorial Hospital behind that, and the Towers complex on the right.   Behind the Towers, you can make out Puskar Stadium.

Friday, March 9, 2018

Canadian Nationalism

While photographing a Canada goose, I got down low on a rise and shot up.   The results remind me of nationalistic art.

Here it is, goose-stepping:

And here it is in a heroic art pose:

Thursday, March 8, 2018

Stranger in a Strange Land

Last night was one of those rare occasions where I possessed a semblance of a normal life.  Wife and I went to see Foreigner at the Creative Arts Center with a friend.

I don't think anyone from original band was there, but you'd never know if from the sound.  No sign of founding member Mick Jones in last night's lineup.

Front row:  The guy on the far left is Bruce Watson.  Next is Tom Gimbel, master of guitar, flute, saxaphone and keyboards.  The new lead singer is Kelly Hansen, who is a fitting substitute for Lou Gramm.  On the bass is Jeff Pilson.
In the back, on keyboard, is Mike Bluestein, and on drums is Chris Frazier.

After the band returned for an encore, they brought on a chorus of kids (don't know if high school or college) to accompany them on "I Want to Know What Love Is."   That was probably my favorite song, although I've been known to bastardize the lyrics to it.

I want to know what love is.  I want you to blow me.

Monday, March 5, 2018

Look Closer

Late February was not particularly conducive to photography.  There's just not much going on.
While walking down the rail trail toward town the other day, I snapped a picture of some Sycamore tree seed heads.   As you can see, there's not much there, and the river was a crappy shade of muddy.

The one thing that caught my eye was the grouping of seed heads in the middle of the shot.   They reminded me of musical notes.

A little bit of cropping, and I have something a lot more interesting than the original picture:

Still not the prettiest thing, but a whole lot better than the way it started.

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Thursday, October 26, 2017

Winter is Coming

The other day, I noticed this woolly bear caterpillar on my back porch.

Kinda, neat, right?  I've never seen an all-black woolly bear.  At least until recently.   A former co-worker of mine, Bob Myers, posted on Facebook his picture of an all-black woolly bear.

According to the Old Farmer's Almanac
The Woolly Bear caterpillar has 13 distinct segments of either rusty brown or black. The wider the rusty brown sections (or the more brown segments there are), the milder the coming winter will be. The more black there is, the more severe the winter.
Elsewhere in the article, there's this:
there could, in fact, be a link between winter severity and the brown band of a woolly bear caterpillar. “There’s evidence,” he says, “that the number of brown hairs has to do with the age of the caterpillar—in other words, how late it got going in the spring. The [band] does say something about a heavy winter or an early spring. The only thing is … it’s telling you about the previous year.”
Let's hope that the prediction is wrong,

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

All Lines Lead to Morgantown

Recently on Google Plus, I've been adopted by a group called the Landscape Photography Show. They periodically choose a theme and place a call for shot that fit the theme.   The most recent theme is Leading Lines.

Here's my submission:

We're required to provide a descriptive comment that discusses the challenges we've met.   Does that include waking up?

All lines lead to Morgantown. I've shot this scene a number of times over the years but this was the earliest time (6:50 a.m.) that I've managed. I guess I have to thank a raccoon in my kitchen at 4:00 a.m. for this. But we've got lines up the wazoo here: tree lines, water lines, receding pole lines, dock, fence rails, and the bridge spanning the river. All converge on Morgantown, W.Va. I didn't have my monopod, so I leaned against a fence post for support. ISO up to 400, lens all the way out to f/2.8, shutter at 1/8 sec. Thank goodness for the built-in image stabilization on my lens.
I also want to thank the raccoon for getting me out there early enough to finally catch the WVU Rowing Team at practice.     This has been my Rosebud.  Unfortunately, my Rosebud is a bit of a letdown.

I feel like the dog that finally caught the car.   No doubt about it, I need a better bucket list.