Spreading confusion over the internet since 1994
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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.
ƒ/4.8
60.0 mm
1/125
Rain, Chicago.1
Tri-X 400, in emulation.
Nikon D7000
85.0 mm f/1.8
Aperture: ƒ/4.5
Shutter: 1/50
ISO: 400
I took this photo December 22, 2014, and processed it in my digital darkroom on August 16th, 2020.
I’ve taken many photos of the Lake Street bridge over the Chicago River over the years. I should collect them all in one place. Maybe later…2
Footnotes:
Lake Street in the rain
I took this photo on November 17, 2015, and processed it in my digital darkroom May 3rd, 2020. Click to embiggen
Tools:
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.
Footnotes:
Lake Street Bridge, Christmas Day.
I processed this photo in my digital darkroom on April 11, 2020.
Gear:
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
A photo of mine made it into Flickr’s Explore
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Labor Day weekend visitors Honoria and Knut explored Chicago with me (and on their own).
For instance, the Virgil Abloh show at the MCA
You’re Obviously In The Wrong Place
Some other photos from that weekend’s fun…
Knut After An Aperol Spritz
Tai Chi on Sedgwick El Platform (Knut’s photo)
Memorializing An Aperol Spritz
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Photo taken a couple summers ago at some Wicker Park street festival, added to Flickr Explore 10/9/2019.
The woman was playfully teasing her boyfriend because while he hemmed and hawed and tried to line up his perfect shot, I stepped in and took a quick photo, and she gestured at me, saying something, “come on, this guy already took my picture!”
I’m a zen photographer: I see something interesting, snap, and either the photo turns out ok or not. And in fact, this is a flawed photo, my focus was a little off, but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Tri-X 400 in emulation, using Exposure 5.
I took this photo sideways, but liked how it looks with angles and over-exposed clouds, especially once I converted it to black and white (in emulation)
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Forgot to post this last week:
My photo was used to illustrate this post
Green Mill Jazz Club The speakeasy, 1920′s icon. When prohibition began, outlawing the sale of alcohol in the United States paved the way for criminals like Al Capone to come to fruition. And if you think prohibition stopped alcohol, well, then… the word naive comes to mind. Alcohol, if anything, was more rampant in the 1920′s. Want to make something that’s already fun even more popular?? Make it taboo. The “speakeasy” was the slang term for an establishment that illegally sold alcohol during these times. Some were seedy bars, others were extravagant nightclubs filled with the rich and famous. The Green Mill Jazz Club, still open today, was a popular speakeasy back during prohibition and at one point even owned by Jack McGurn, a right hand man of Al Capone.? photo credit:?swanksalot
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Gangsters & Speakeasies: Buildings of Historic Chicago
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