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There is a short story waiting to be written about this moment in time. The dog walker’s expression is one of surprised guilt, but why? Is the smoker following him? His bodyguard? Or an innocent bystander?
Alleys are the beating heart of a city.
I took this photo on on March 2, 2018, and processed it in my digital darkroom on March 11, 2021.
Approaching Northwestern University campus from the south, in Evanston one sunny winter day, I liked how the over-turned dumpster echoes the buildings in the background. Everything1 is technically wrong with this photo, but I like it nonetheless. The cropping is weird, the angle is a little off, who cares. I think it would make a great album cover – there is even some empty space for lettering.
I took Confutatis Maledictis on September 24, 2020 at 03:23AM
and processed it in my digital darkroom on September 24, 2020 at 08:50AM
Obviously, didn’t take this photo at 3:23 AM in my local time, but there is some bug in the system that insists upon subtracting 5 hours from this automated time stamp. Usually doesn’t matter, but this photo is not of a moon.
According to Google Translate, this phrase means, “Doomed”, but I don’t think that is completely accurate.
When the wicked are confounded,
Doomed to flames of woe unbounded,
Call me with Your saints surrounded.
Once the cursed have been silenced,
sentenced to acrid flames:
Call me, with the blessed.
Truthfully, Mozart’s Requiem came on my iTunes shuffle this morning, and I liked the phrase. Only later did I wonder what confutatis maledictis really means, and researched a bit (including asking my brother who studied Latin in school).
Does the orange paint symbolize anything? The only orange thing I can think of is the current resident of the White House. This did happen after Trump promised that Saturday night was going to be MAGA Night, whatever that means.
I took this photo on November 17, 2015, and processed it in my digital darkroom May 3rd, 2020. Click to embiggen
Nikon D7000 35.0 mm f/1.8 ƒ/2.5 35.0 mm Shutter -1/60 ISO 100
Tri-X 400, in emulation, provided via a Photoshop filter (Exposure 5), plus some other tricks-of-the-trade, including using a gold reflector, and other techniques to accentuate the rain.
A while ago1 I purchased a raincoat for my camera: basically a thick, transparent plastic sleeve with a drawstring at one end. The drawstring is used to wrap tightly around the end of the lens, and the rest of the camera is contained within the sleeve, and thus kept dry. It works pretty well actually, except changing camera settings is a bit tricky, as is focusing, sometimes.
probably before this photo was taken, but maybe not, who can remember [↩]
I processed this photo in my digital darkroom on April 11, 2020.
Nikon D7000 35.0 mm ƒ/1.8 35.0 mm 1/50 shutter speed 250 ISO
And of course Photoshop to emulate TRI-X 400 film, pushed a couple of stops.
Death does seem to be on everyone’s mind these days. I’ve been having weird dreams, I assume you are as well. I won’t bore you with mine, at the moment. We’ll see if the Stay At Home continues through summer, all the rules will be different…
Oh, and lyric magpied from Jeff Tweedy’s great song, New Madrid.
Come on, do what you did, roll me under New Madrid Shake my baby and please bring her back Cause death won’t even be still, caroms over the landfill Buries us all in its broken back