What a Hoar

Inspired by Scott Campbell's iPhone photo of winter trees I captured this earlier today. Trees all hoar-frosty in the early morning, and the sun poked out and lit them up. Goes to show, however, that it's not the camera that makes the image. Scott's photograph kicks the s**t out of this, yet was taken with "only" an iPhone vs. a pro-level full frame DSLR that clocks in at over $2K.

Shadows in the Snow

It's a cool, crisp, clear morning here on the prairies.  Low light and burms of snow make for interesting shape and texture.  Conveniently located out of my window.

Fire & Ice

In between periods shooting at the rink yesterday this caught my eye.  Cold winter afternoon in only a moderately warmer rural arena.  Metal door frosted up.  And a nice "in case of fire" pull right beside it. If that thing actually started a fire I would have been very tempted.  Regardless, I liked the contrast and irony.

Watching & Waiting

I find it miraculous how quickly time blows past.  Take for instance the fact that my last blog update was "way back" on November 19th and I've done sweet FA since.  Lots of photos taken, but I haven't had the energy or motivation or time or some combination of each to actively post.  Mired in "what to do".

So it would seem appropriate to come back with this gentleman.  Time is clearly an element here.  He has seen lots of it.  Not necessarily that much left (certainly more behind him than in front).  Comfortable enough to sit and relax and let it continue to pass.  And in this case soon to be in complete control of it as he is the assigned Timekeeper for the pending hockey game at the local arena.  He's waiting for the current practice to end before he assumes his post.

Wouldn't mind controlling the master clock myself. 

Lounge Lizards

Airport lounges make travel easier.  Much easier.  More enjoyable on many dimensions.  And while they're well secluded from the chaos of the main terminal it's still a busy place with plenty of hustle and bustle.  Killing time, catching up, rushing out, sampling the free adult beverages.

Much better than being amongst the rabble.

The Great Pumpkin

It always amazes me when Halloween hits.

Not because of the silliness of the occasion.  But rather because the date is a huge annual milestone, a cliff after which time falls precipitously.

To wit...

In the prairies, every day without snow after Halloween is a gift.  Literally.  It's like a ticking timebomb.    Sometimes the bomb goes off early and the kids are forced to gather free candy through the white stuff. But with global warming it seems most Halloweens are still showing grass, and green(ish) at that.  Unfortunately we're living on borrowed time after the costumes hit landfill.

Point the second - effective November 1st the gloves come off as retailers immediately begin cramming Christmas down our collective throats.  Guarantee Thursday's paper this week will be stuffed with fliers shouting out this sale or that.  And once the Christmas season starts it's a mad ride towards New Year's Eve and another year is in the books.  

Thus Halloween has me looking back asking "where the *&%! did the year go?", and looking forward slackjawed wondering what I'm going to stick under the tree for the wife.

The added spank this year is that we should be cheering over our beloved Winnipeg Jets by now but... don't even get me started.

And so we find ourselves carving pumpkins, with me flipping through Google looking for an idea that I can steal.  Also coming across some absolutely sick work by amazingly talented sculptors.  Took it upon myself to throw caution to the wind and start digging.  Next thing I know, this is staring back at me...

Was a fun experience, and already has me thinking of turning up the volume next year.  Maybe even getting some proper tools.  Although the grapefruit spoon (yes, a grapefruit spoon) worked amazing well here.

Afterwards I felt compelled to pull out the flashes and booms and modifiers to shoot Scarface.  Something else I haven't done in a while (another "where has the time went" moment).  For those so inclined here's the setup if you want to immortalize your own carved creation...

There are two flashes at work here.  One (a Nikon SB-910, domed, gelled with a full cut of CTO to simulate warm fiery candlelight) poking through the back.  The opening is covered with tinfoil to help reflect but more importantly to seal in the light.  Second is a Nikon SB-700 boomed overhead blasting through a Lastolite Ezybox Hotshoe softbox.  It is positioned close, just out of frame, and is slightly forward of Scar-Boy and angled back.  The relative position allows that light to not only be quite soft, but also wrap around the pumpkin.

Everything is triggered remotely.  One great tip I learned way back from either David Hobby or Joe McNally was to set one light at a time when working with multiples.  Absolutely true.  First dialed in the internal light (wanting a glow from the eyes and mouth but still detail), then the softbox (to light the exterior, with the angle from above highlighting the texture of the skin).  Both manual mode - so nothing is jumping around as I re-frame.  As for camera settings - also manual, with goal to nuke the ambient light so all I'm getting is The Great Pumpkin peering out from the darkness.  ISO 200, 1/250th second max sync speed, and f/16.  RAW file developed in Lightroom, then fine-tuned with Nik Software's amazing Color Efex Pro 4.  

Maybe next year I'll try and amp up not only the carve but the lighting as well.  Trick or treat.

Legends of the Fall Part II

Last week I was engaged in meetings at our corporate head office in beautiful Redmond, Washington.  I love the Pacific Northwest, at least when the weather is cooperating.  And this trip was no exception.  Colors were vivid and are only going to get crazier over the coming weeks.

As is usually the case on these junkets there was little free time.  But I did manage to get out for some air with the 'cam in tow.

I can still smell the oxygen.