tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27947932725409701802024-02-07T17:19:20.823-07:00Bentō for Life...Film, Fotography, Food...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-32454326929270321362012-01-14T01:35:00.000-07:002012-01-17T02:04:08.213-07:00To the land of Saint Francis<div style="text-align: center;">
<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/forwhomthecelltolls/6713431385/" title="DSC_0195ed by Night.Shine, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_0195ed" height="333" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6713431385_5e2836b487.jpg" width="500" /></a></div>
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Me here. I'm heading to San Francisco.<br />
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The short of it is that I am involved with an <a href="http://new.oberlin.edu/office/creativity/events-programs/entrepreneurship-scholars/">Entrepreneurship program</a> and through that I got some funding to visit this mecca of start-ups and moderate weather.<br />
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I am really excited about the entire this because people have been telling me to visit it (and that I will love it) for years and now I can finally test that theory.<br />
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I am also a bit worried though, because I am supposed to meeting with a bunch of different people involved with start-ups and I haven't heard back from anyone yet. Also I don't have a place to stay for the time I am there. Or really any back up plan if my meetings fall through. Also I leave tomorrow.<br />
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But hey, you only live one, right—what's the worst that can happen?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-60395293799724666442012-01-11T01:26:00.000-07:002012-01-17T01:32:00.033-07:00RE: previous posts and the futureSo thinking back to my new years resolution to "blog more" and my feeble attempts at documenting my daily life, I think a change is needed.<br />
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Basically my problem is that I don't think that just because you can generate content, you should, or alternatively, if you are going to put something out there, at the very least it should be engaging, if not innovative or nuanced in some way.<br />
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As much as I enjoyed writing my snippets of my life, I don't think it is terribly interesting to anyone besides me (and even that hasn't been terribly captivating, as you may have noticed I stopped doing it a few days ago). So with that said, I am temporarily suspended blogging until I can come up with a better way to go about doing it—I might resume tomorrow or maybe a month from now, but I will come back.<br />
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In the mean time, if you are interested in beer, I have actually been writing worthwhile things <a href="http://picadrinksbeer.blogspot.com/">here</a> so check it out.<br />
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Also, my 360 project is still going on, I just haven't gotten around to posting the images yet, but they will be showing up <a href="http://danleyblogs.tumblr.com/">here</a> in the next day or two.<br />
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-peace<br />
DAnleyUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-71060828422459207852012-01-08T22:01:00.001-07:002012-01-08T22:01:44.514-07:00January 8Not much happened today<br />
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-blogged a lot<br />
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-pillow fort of epic (and I mean epic) proportions<br />
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-watched the new Sherlock episode "<i>The Hounds of the Baskerville</i>"<br />
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I did, however, catch up on some beer bloggin' so <a href="http://picadrinksbeer.blogspot.com/">check it out.</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-25079533532070648332012-01-08T11:31:00.002-07:002012-01-08T18:17:17.714-07:00January 8This post was posted a bit late because I was just plum exhausted and decided it was more important for me to sleep. That, however, is the award you get for having something hanging over your head for a few months and finally the relieving the pressure—you get to say fuck it, I'm out<br />
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Anyway, that was the reason for my lack of post yesterday, not for lack of cool things done—I actually had a pretty busy day.<br />
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It started with a trip to one of the best (if not the best) places in Cleveland: <a href="http://www.westsidemarket.org/">West Side Market</a>. The market, housed in what looks like an old train station, is one of the few remaining large-scale public owned farmer's markets in the United States. Featuring over 100 vendors selling products ranging from fresh-from-farm produce and daily butchered meet to imported artisanal cheeses and old world bread, the market is a sight to behold. One of the coolest facts of the entire place is that since the market is 100 years old (2012 is its centennial), many of the vendors have been coming for 75 years or longer, meaning that every visitor has their own favourite vendors and visit the same stand a few weeks in a row and you will become a "regular."<br />
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Though the available bounty is incredible in breadth, my purchases this time were limited to some bagels and rolls because I will unfortunately not be around my current locale for terribly long and I didn't want anything to go bad. My companions, however, loaded up on a bunch of different items; cheeses, bacon, fresh veg, breads, and cilantro-lime sausages (many of which became a dinner of Bánh mì, or vietnamese sandwiches).<br />
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Shortly afterwards we headed over to an awesome craft beer destination called the <a href="http://bier-markt.com/">Bier Markt</a> (for a description of it's awesomeness, click <a href="http://picadrinksbeer.blogspot.com/2012/01/bier-markt.html">here</a>) where, after many a musing, we decided to purchase a make-your-own six pack from the bottles available. This ended the journey in the land of Cleve, but upon returning back to home base, the purchases were not. We ended up walking to the honest-to-god General Store in town for a few more supplies, including a winter seasonal pack of Sarnac Breweries beer (look for reviews soon on my beer blog)<br />
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After this, my day became relatively staid; I mostly just did some work in my studio and returned my mountain of required reading for my essay. I did have a great dinner of sandwiches (as mentioned above) and later watched the new episode of the BBC One show <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b018ttws">Sherlock</a>, <i>A Scandal in Belgravia</i>—a show that if you're not currently watching, you should be.<br />
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-peace<i> </i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-24681289427724705122012-01-06T23:36:00.001-07:002012-01-06T23:36:14.954-07:00January 6The last (hopefully) of a string of absolutely exhausting days. On the plus side, my paper is now done and my semester is over.<br />
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It wasn't so much that I dislike my topic, or the class, or even doing the research, it was just the actual writing down that caused me intense stress and disquiet. For the record I loved the class, and the professor who taught it is probably my favourite. If you are curious what my paper was about, check it out <a href="http://www.lot-ek.com/">here</a>*.<br />
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In other news, had another entrepreneurial meeting and I think I have figured out what new direction I will be taking my project. So that's something to work out now.<br />
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Also, tomorrow, pictures will return! triumphantly!<br />
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-peace<br />
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*the site is flash based so I can't link directly but click BUILDINGS > scroll down to the MOBILE subheading > click MDU (Mobile Dwelling Unit)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-78652527029656593362012-01-05T22:35:00.001-07:002012-01-05T22:35:48.622-07:00January 5Looonng day.<br />
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I think my entrepreneurial venture is a precipice after which it will change it's course significantly.<br />
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Additionally, I have started designing a art/architecture project I have tentatively called "Global Information Box." More details forthcoming.<br />
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Finally, probably what consumed most of my day was reaching about modern architecture for approximately 8 hrs, in preparation for my ten page final paper due tomorrow.<br />
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final thoughts: dreams are weird, man.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-16370389774141493312012-01-04T23:44:00.000-07:002012-01-04T23:44:59.692-07:00January 4shit-ty day.<br />
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had a hot pastrami sandwich for lunch today = awesome<br />
my entreprenurial scholars programme started today = good<br />
I failed a class for the first time in my life = not so good<br />
I was informed I my conduct made people uncomfortable in their workplace and was reprimanded = worse<br />
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realising also, the very little amount of time I have until my essay on modern architecture (to put it very simply) is due<br />
also went grocery shopping<br />
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so tired...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-88381582173796875762012-01-03T00:41:00.000-07:002012-01-04T00:43:38.339-07:00January 3less than 2 hrs of sleep = wake up feeling dead as I head to the airport.<br />
travel itself was uneventful though (besides the plethora of marines and infantry I saw) – I heard one guy inform another that was because people had to head back to base today, which makes sense.<br />
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the town has got a lot of snow, it was snowing pretty hard when I arrived but it petered out later. Rest of the day was pretty lazy, cleaned the mold out of my fridge, ate minestrone, and learned how to play fluxx<br />
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winter term project starts tomorrow, essay due friday already busy.<br />
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it's good to be backUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-22046958725062714712012-01-02T23:00:00.000-07:002012-01-03T10:43:25.385-07:00January 2<br />
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Well, today's my last day with the fam.</div>
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It began with going to my brother's uni to check out the library while he headed to an interview for a summer research job. Unfortunately, his interviewer was a no show and the library was closed, I just hung around reading about architecture in a promenade.</div>
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Later, I met up with some family friends and saw Sherlock Holmes 2—my verdict, beginning was weak, and it's not the first movie, but on the whole, solidly fun. The problem with this is that we forgot where we parked and it took us twenty minutes to find the car using electronic-door-opening ecolocation.</div>
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To end the day, I headed with my brother to play a short (haha... 7 hours?) one-off of White Wolf's <i>Vampire, the Masquerade</i>.</div>
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Now it's mad late and I have to pack because I'm leaving early tomorrow.</div>
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not again.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-30398918232682443232012-01-01T21:30:00.000-07:002012-01-01T22:12:57.136-07:00New BeginningsWell, it has certainly been a long time since I posted anything substantial to this blog—just under two years to be exact. Anyway that is something I am looking to change.<br />
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Last year I made a New Years resolution to blog more. First of all I was going to clean up this blog, and move it back in the direction of just a food blog. Secondly, I was going to start an Art blog to deal with all the art that would be vacating this blog and lastly I was going to start a beer blog with the lofty goal of reviewing 52 beers over the course of the year.<br />
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To cut a long story short, it was kind of a disaster. I started the art blog but didn't really follow through on it. My beer blog was all back posted at the end of the year and this one, well, it should be fairly self-evident how well that worked.<br />
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Anyway, rather than live my life in the past and trying again to clean up this blog <i>this</i> year and then move forward, I have decided to, in the immortal words of Tom Cruise in Risky Business, say "Fuck it." Okay so those weren't his exact words, but I take it as artistic licence—the sentiments are the same. Rather than constantly feeling like I needed to catch up on all my blogs before I could start doing new stuff I am going to just try starting with a clean slate.<br />
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<b>So here is my resolution for 2012. </b><i>This year I <u>will</u> blog more. But unlike last year, I don't just want blog "more"as an abstract ethereal concept but specifically I want have the following plans:</i><br />
- Get back in the habit of doing #selfportraitfridays and posting them here<br />
- Complete a 365 photo a day project<br />
- Similarly, i would like to keep a daily blog (even if it is just a sentence or two) for the next 365 days<br />
- Complete 26 beer reviews over the course of the next year<br />
- Over the next month bring my art blog up to date with all my latest projects and actually keep it current<br />
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So that's my plan, those are my goals, and here is day One. I am not sure how well this is going to work, but I am going to try my damnedest to keep up with it.<br />
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Catch ya on the flipside<br />
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-pica<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-30504996686267017322010-12-12T22:28:00.000-07:002012-01-01T21:15:45.504-07:00So it has now been a year and I am beginning to worry that I will never actually get around to posting the recipes and photos for the things that I made, so instead I will just post a list of the items that you unfortunately will not get to see at this time.<br />
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Lime-coconut macaroons with haupia (coconut pudding) filling and chili chocolate dipping sauce<br />
Chocolate-espresso scones<br />
Coconut Creme Caramel<br />
Poffertjes<br />
Tiramisu<br />
Vegan Date and Cashew Truffles<br />
Oregano Flat bread<br />
Beer Bread (multiple versions)<br />
Walnut-Carob Biscotti<br />
Sopapillas<br />
Pannekoeken (Dutch pancakes)<br />
Walnut and Brown Sugar Roll<br />
Camembert, Fig and Basil Puffs<br />
Chicken and Cheese Pretzel Bites<br />
Cinnamon Rolls<br />
Sweet Granola<br />
Savoury Granola<br />
Honey Florentines<br />
Rootbeer Cake<br />
A Decadent Morning: Waffle Sandwiches<br />
Vegan Raspberry Cookies<br />
Broiler Cake<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-39757524406382687632010-08-04T00:12:00.003-06:002012-01-01T20:28:40.431-07:00Absence: explained...Well, I haven't posted here is a long time and I thought I might as well explain why. I started a large number of posts a few months back after a flurry of cooking and never got around to finishing them (mostly due to the fact I misplaced there pictures). Nonetheless, I will try to finish them up shortly and back post them to the proper dates, plus add links below<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-75761150308067601042010-01-07T12:00:00.003-07:002012-01-01T20:27:13.339-07:00GeorgiasA few weeks ago I was in the mood to make some cookies unfortunately, as I often find myself, I lacked both the time and the ingredients necessary to make my cookies of choice. Inevitably, I was drawn to the internet for the solution to my conundrum. The result of this meandering was that I not only found a fantastic new recipe for a <a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cream-Cheese-Cookies-I/Detail.aspx">cream cheese based cookies</a>, but also a very good use for the 12 oz. of cream cheese I had happened to procure.<br /><br />When I originally made this recipe, I put little chocolate chips on the tops of all the cookies save one which I dropped a bit of jam on, just as an experiment. While all of the cookies were a big success, the one cookie with jam was fantastic which got me thinking.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GEORGIA</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">S</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Ingredients</span><br />
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1 cup butter, softened<br />
1 (3 ounce) package cream cheese, softened<br />
1 cup dimari sugar<br />
1 egg yolk<br />
1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract<br />
2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour<br />
1 Tbsp cream<br />
2 tbsp sugar<br />
1 tbsp cinnamon<br />
Powdered Sugar<br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">Directions</span><br />
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<li>Preheat oven to 325 degrees F. Layer cookie sheets with parchment paper.</li>
<li>In a large bowl, cream together butter, cream cheese, and sugar until light and fluffy. Beat in egg yolk, cream, and vanilla. Stir in flour until well blended. Divide dough into two batches.</li>
<li>Using one batch of dough, drop by spoonfuls onto the cookie sheets and press into approximately 1” flat circles.</li>
<li>Using a 1/2 tsp measure, depress small indentations into all of the cookies and then fill with strawberry jam (can be substituted for others). In a small bowl mix together the sugar and cinnamon.</li>
<li>Roll out the other batch of dough to approximately 1/4”. Slice into 1/2” by 1 1/2” strips.</li>
<li>Place one strip in the powdered sugar and one strip in the cinnamon-sugar mixture and then place both of the strips on the cookie (see picture).</li>
<li>Repeat for all cookies. If the dough becomes to dry (and starts to crack) just roll it out again.</li>
<li>Bake for 15 minutes in preheated oven. Cookies should be pale.</li>
<li>After cooled on a wire rack, these cookies can be stored in an airtight container and keep well.</li>
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<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-75313220692706934192009-12-19T17:36:00.005-07:002010-01-05T10:09:39.737-07:00Update: Of New Posts and Missing FilesThroughout the past four months I have been posting things about my photography class, ART 052, (which can be found under the <a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/search/label/Sourcebook">Sourcebook</a> tag, if you are so inclined). At some point though, I got sidetracked with my posting. What this means is while most of my posts are done, some of my stuff still has yet to be written, and some is others, while written but have yet to be posted. Irregardless, over the next few days I will be attempting to finish off all the requisite posts, retroactively posted to the date they were started on. This does mean that some of my posts will appear fairly far back (two months even) but it also means if you go back and look at my whole blog again, you can find exciting new stuff. <span style="font-style: italic;">EDIT: only one post remain</span>s<br /><br />There some more bad news though. Recently, I posted the final projects for my class but unfortunately, the <span style="font-weight: bold;">.jpeg</span> files that contained all of my final print scans and a lot of my final negative scans for my Persona project.<br /><br />I currently do not have my final prints or negatives with me, but as soon I return to the locale where they are (I am on holiday, sorry) I will rescan and re-upload them.<br /><br />The posts that are <span style="font-style: italic;">missing</span> files are:<br /><a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/experimentation-projects.html">Experimenting Projects</a><br /><a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/mapping-project.html">Mapping Project</a><br /><a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/emulation-project.html">Emulation Project</a><br /><a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/persona-project.html">Persona Project</a><br /><br />Again, sorry about the missing files and the new posts popping out of everywhere, but have a happy holiday season.<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />-pica</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-81296906463129104492009-12-19T12:49:00.000-07:002009-12-26T17:36:23.982-07:00End of Photography ClassFor the past few months I have been taking a photography class on <a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/photographers-of-interest.html">B/W Film Photography</a>. I have thoroughly enjoyed the entire class and have definitely exponentially expanded my photographic skill base and knowledge pool. I am also beginning to understand what it means to have an expensive pastime. With cooking, you can always buy food cheaper or go to markets to get better deals, and even when that doesn't work, you can also just <a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/insta-crepe.html">work with random stuff</a> you have. However, that is not the case with photography. Especially when shooting film, the equipment (cameras and lenses), the medium (rolls of film), and the product (either computer programmes or photosensitive paper) becomes very expensive very quickly. It is possible to cut corners and such, but those "cost-saving measures" become very apparent, very fast.<br /><br />However, for one of the first times in my life, I think I have really found a hobby - something that I feel okay spending inordinate amounts of my time (and money) on doing. On that interesting note, I started the class with one camera a 30+ year old Canon AE-1 with 50mm kit lens that belonged to my father, a flash that didn't work, a few filters, a 2x teleconverter, and a broken 75-210mm lens and now I own four camera bodies (two Canon AE-1, a Minolta X-700, and a Minolta SRT 101) four 50mm kit lenses a 28mm F2.8, 49mm F2.8, 135 F2.8 400mm F2.8 28-70mm F3.5-4.5, 75-210 F3.5, 85-205mm F2.8-5.4, 60-300mm F3.4-5.4<insert what="" i="" own="">, three 2x teleconverters, 4 flashes, an inordinate amount/variety of filters, two camera covers, three camera bags, a set of special glass magnifying filters, a mini-tripod, and three triggers. The best part about this is though family gifts and an amazing deal on <a href="http://www.craigslist.org/about/sites">Craigslist</a>, I got everything I own for $120.<br /><br />But back to the class, throughout the past few months I have been very busy doing work for it and trying to force my way through the learning curve for printing film. I have learned the hard way about all the various finicky aspects of film (light leaks, camera malfunctions, film inserted the backwards) and have spent countless hours reshooting and reshooting my projects. That being said, I have enjoyed every minute of it.<br /><br />There is such an indescribable joy about walking out of a dark room after an entire night spent working with the perfect print in one hand and being greeted by the sun rising through the windows. It was those long nights that really made the class so worth it for me and because of that — even though it stole my life, even though I was always running around, and even though it is expensive — there is no way I will stop shooting film and taking classes.<br /><br />The final assignment for the class was actually to upload all of the projects that I did during the class, with their accompanying statements. Additionally, what I decided to do was to upload all of my negatives that I didn't print for the projects to really round out my photographic journey.<br />The links to all of these can be found below.<br /><br />In the end, looking back at the beginning of the class I came in thinking that I really <span style="font-style: italic;">knew</span> photography even though all I had was trial-and-error and a good deal of intuition. Now that I have finished I have since discovered that those two are extremely important, but only one small part of a very big puzzle; More than anything, I have just re-enforced my belief that you can and should never stop learning, no matter what you're doing.<br /><br />PROJECTS:<br />In all of these links you will find the various projects that I did for the class. Each one shows all of the final printed images and the negative scans from the projects, as well contains a link to the rest of the project negatives.<br /><br /><a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/experimentation-projects.html">Experimenting Projects</a><br /><br /><a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/mapping-project.html">Mapping Project</a><br /><br /><a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/emulation-project.html">Emulation Project</a><br /><br /><a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/persona-project.html">Persona Project</a><br /><br /><a href="http://bentoforlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/utopia-project.html">Utopia Project</a><br /></insert>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-75866247770331146832009-12-18T22:30:00.001-07:002009-12-28T18:12:48.091-07:00Utopia Project<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >For the final project in my photography class we were invited to explore the concept of Utopia. Disregarding B/W film for this project, I choose to shoot this project in medium format colour film. Unfortunately, my camera stopped working and so I re-shot the project digitally (hence their are no negatives for the final prints) </span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-- -------------------- --<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Throughout my life, I have been searching for meaning. Cynical, dark, agitated, and pessimistic in humour, I often view my surroundings through a prematurely jaded lens. With this nihilist approach in mind, I am more apt to scorn utopian thought and concepts than embrace them.<br /><br />However, in the past few years, I have been trying to dig myself out of this self imposed hole and ground myself with a more appreciative view of the world. In this journey, I have latched on to various loadstones to anchor myself in reality. Moments, images, events, little glimpses or extended parts of my life; these have really taken hold of me in a strong way.<br /><br />It is in these objects, fragments from a tumultuous life, that I have found my utopia. Each one brings another side of me: personal, emotional, and powerful. In them, I find my peace.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Utopia is not perfection in entirety, but an interwoven mass of imperfections culminated into one individual's perfect moment"</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/4204991479_6933a107c0_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/4204991479_6933a107c0_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2778/4204990049_6260a2bbc4_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 421px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2778/4204990049_6260a2bbc4_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4204991905_109fd62c44_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 275px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4204991905_109fd62c44_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Project negatives: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/forwhomthecelltolls/sets/72157623048082568/">Utopia Project</a><br /></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-39570463795590896222009-12-18T21:18:00.009-07:002010-01-02T22:28:04.041-07:00Persona Project<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">The concept of identity and what composes a person is a topic often fraught with with discussion and disagreement. In order to generate ideas, we reviewed a large variety of different photographs that were related to the concept of the persona. Some were of self portraits, some were of trains, but all had and underlying sense of exploration and definition. For this project, we were tasked to define persona in our own way</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-- -------------------- --</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"Indexing is the act of demarcating an object at a specific time, to represent how it behaved/existed in that time frame alone as to avoid possible confusion. For example Daniel: Age 3 behaves very differently than Daniel: Age 15."</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">- General Semantics Theory</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">There is no such thing as two completely identical objects. When you look snowflakes under a microscope, obviously they are not the same. However, if you measure an orange one day and then again weeks later, the same orange will give you a different reading. To measure this temporal change, we use indexing.<br /><br />Throughout my life I have always found myself flitting from one group of people to the next, making friends easily, but making attachments only with great difficulty. In addition, as a third culture child, my sense of otherness has been magnifies as after returning of my place of birth I find I am more of an alien than in the foreign lands I just departed.<br /><br />This project attempts to index the different facets of my life and subcultures that I did/still belong to. Some of the representations are literal and some are metaphorical but all are true and are me. The images are presented fading into the black background to represent the tentative and intangible hold that each had on my life, never quite becoming fully realised, but instead fluctuating in and out of my life, just like the many locales I have tried to call home.<br /><br />Scanned Prints:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">To be added</span><br />persona_image1_finalscan_print.jpg<br />persona_image6_finalscan_print.jpg<br />persona_image7_finalscan_print.jpg<br />persona_image8_finalscan_print.jpg<br /><br />Scanned Negatives:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">To be added</span><br />persona_image1_finalscan.jpg<br />persona_image2_finalscan.jpg<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2747/4205142343_6e9facd747_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2747/4205142343_6e9facd747_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>persona_image4_finalscan.jpg<br />persona_image5_finalscan.jpg<br />persona_image6_finalscan.jpg<br />persona_image8_finalscan.jpg<br />persona_image9_finalscan.jpg<br />persona_image10_finalscan.jpg<br />persona_image11_finalscan.jpg<br /><br />Project Slideshow:<br /><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="300" width="400"> <param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&photo_secret=c7c3a68d4f&photo_id=4214681035&hd_default=false"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"> <param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&photo_secret=c7c3a68d4f&photo_id=4214681035&hd_default=false" height="300" width="400"></embed><a class="markxrupynjffbfphyqp" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="markxrupynjffbfphyqp" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="markxrupynjffbfphyqp" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="fhvpvpucyraofrcezaub" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="fhvpvpucyraofrcezaub" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="fhvpvpucyraofrcezaub" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="fhvpvpucyraofrcezaub" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="fhvpvpucyraofrcezaub" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a></object><a class="markxrupynjffbfphyqp" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="markxrupynjffbfphyqp" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="markxrupynjffbfphyqp" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="fhvpvpucyraofrcezaub" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="fhvpvpucyraofrcezaub" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="fhvpvpucyraofrcezaub" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="fhvpvpucyraofrcezaub" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><a class="fhvpvpucyraofrcezaub" href="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"></a><br /><br />Project negatives: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/forwhomthecelltolls/sets/72157622923458069/">Persona Project</a><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-13875897766145102152009-12-18T21:15:00.018-07:002010-12-25T18:01:52.752-07:00Emulation Project<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Some of the best pieces that have been made were based partially or wholly on preexisting pieces. It is also said that imitation is the purest form of flattery. Irregardless of whether or not these are true, for this project we were tasked to choice an artist or group of artists or style of art and then attempt to emulate it in our own work.</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-- -------------------- --<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">In Modern Society, the human body has become an intrinsically sexual, fetishised ideal. Modern culture seems to seems to obsess over the perfect shape and its gendered appeal.<br /><br />In the 1970s Allen Teger did a photographic project entitled <span style="font-style: italic;">Bodyscapes</span>, in which he decided to refashion the sensual object that is the human body into a seductive landscape. The curves of a woman's breasts become rolling hills; the masculine flatness of a man's back becomes a the setting for a motorcycle race.<br /><br />In my emulation of the self-same work, I decided to keep with the concept of 'the body as landscape' but to take the project's impetus in a different direction. Instead of embellishing the sensual nature of the body, with my models I tried to remove their inherent sexiness/sexualized gender; effectively trying to dehumanize them. I also choose to replace Teger's vintage plastic toys with stuffed animal pandas — the reasoning behind which is that the panda is often caricatured by the uninformed public as a docile and innocent. The inclusion of the cuddly panda then changes the nude from an abstract human form to a surreal landscape.<br /><br />In this project the supremely innocent figure is presented on the naked body to explore preconceptions and perceptions; it is impossible to view and image and not make judgments and conclusions about it, but why?<br /><br />Scanned Prints:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">To be added</span><br />emmulation_image1_finalscan_print.jpg<br />emmulation_image2_finalscan_print.jpg<br />emmulation_image3_finalscan_print.jpg<br />emmulation_image4_finalscan_print.jpg<br /><br />Scanned Negatives:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2667/4205903214_5c53d8e6c6_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 305px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2667/4205903214_5c53d8e6c6_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2710/4205903018_8ddf2ed239_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 305px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2710/4205903018_8ddf2ed239_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4205143555_0972cfc3ff_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 305px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4205143555_0972cfc3ff_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2493/4205897454_ed9f93bf9e_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 305px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2493/4205897454_ed9f93bf9e_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br />Project negatives: Emulation Project<br /><i> Due to the intimate/graphic nature of the project, the project negatives are not posted publicly - if you are interested in seeing the negatives, please <a href="mailto:unwilling.canadian@gmail.com">send me an email</a>.<br /></i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-49640022422614589222009-12-18T21:09:00.010-07:002009-12-26T17:27:09.817-07:00Mapping Project<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >A map is an item that tells you about something. It can tell you about a space, a location, where to drive, or the torrid history of someone's love life. The point of this project was to choose something, and then, quite simply, 'map' it</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">.</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-- -------------------- --</div><br />When I first head about the 'mapping' project, I decide that I wanted use Harkness Kitchen as my subject. Harkness is my house and I feel a deep connection t it, but a lot of people have a very skewed impression of what goes on there and who we are. Much of this project is about trying to rectify that by showing a different, more intimate view.<br /><br />To this end, I shot, developed, and scanned nine rolls of film taken during all the meals, during clean-up crew, or after everyone had left, in the middle of the night. Unfortunately due to time constraints and problems with my negatives (light leaks in the camera, light leaks in the developing tank, old film...) I decided to greatly scale down my project from a holistic 15-20 image collage ranging from Harkness desolate in the wee hours of the morning to the hustle and bustle of our weekly 'Pizza Night.'<br /><br />After a few hours of deliberation with the 180-200 negatives I shot (only about two thirds of which were fully viable options) I finally decided on a new concept: THE HARKNESS KITCHEN: an atmosphere unique.<br /><br />In this, instead of a large scale project with many images, I really spent a lot of time choosing specific images I felt were really representative of the cooks, the atmosphere of cooking, and the camaraderie and passion of all the people involved with the cooking in Harkness. Each image was placed with intent and chosen to illustrate a specific aspect of the kitchen that I feel is important. Harkness is busy, complicated, but above all a real community of people who care about each other and I really tried to bring this out in my prints.<br /><br />Enjoy.<br /><br />Scanned Prints:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">To be added</span><br />mapping_image1_finalscan_print.jpg<br />mapping_image2_finalscan_print.jpg<br />mapping_image3_finalscan_print.jpg<br />mapping_image4_finalscan_print.jpg<br />mapping_image5_finalscan_print.jpg<br />mapping_image6_finalscan_print.jpg<br />mapping_image7_finalscan_print.jpg<br /><br />Scanned Negatives:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2798/4202137461_1e088c71e9_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2798/4202137461_1e088c71e9_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2570/4202896140_f15b5c7eeb_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2570/4202896140_f15b5c7eeb_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2591/4202135771_cf7e0198b2_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2591/4202135771_cf7e0198b2_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2725/4202136321_b3335ef1ae_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2725/4202136321_b3335ef1ae_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2672/4202134335_5bd8fdc5cd_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2672/4202134335_5bd8fdc5cd_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4202135049_462c07a1bc_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4202135049_462c07a1bc_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br />Project negatives: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/forwhomthecelltolls/sets/72157623041924646/">Mapping Project</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-48079769068127911332009-12-18T20:52:00.018-07:002010-12-28T20:17:54.578-07:00Experimentation ProjectsIn the beginning of my photo class we did two short projects where we were basically supposed to just mess around with and get a feel for the camera - what were its strengths and what were its weaknesses. These projects were really just about exploration and nothing else.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The negatives for both projects can be found at the end of the post.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Print a Photo project -</span><br />For this project we were supposed to print one of the photos that we shoot on the two rolls of film that the professor supplied us. Mine was of the dining area in the co-operative that I eat in.<br /><br />Scanned Prints:<br />First image_finalscan_print.jpg<br /><br />Scanned Negatives:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4209346069_2d581ce4c1_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4209346069_2d581ce4c1_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Black and White project -</span><br />For this project we were supposed to take pictures of and print 3 images. One that was black on black, one that was white on white, and one that was black on white. This was to get us used to printing with the full spectrum of black to white. It also was to show us that even though something was white when you shot it — that does not mean it has to or will <span style="font-style: italic;">print</span> white.<br /><br />Scanned Prints:<br />blackwhite_image1_finalscan_print.jpg<br />blackwhite_image2_finalscan_print.jpg<br />blackwhite_image3_finalscan_print.jpg<br /><br />Scanned Negatives:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2738/4205747170_8fa8c3277f_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 305px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2738/4205747170_8fa8c3277f_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2672/4204987797_4b2f9fa3fe_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2672/4204987797_4b2f9fa3fe_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2697/4205746216_a2df562432_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2697/4205746216_a2df562432_b.jpg" alt="" border="5" /></a><br />Project negatives: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/forwhomthecelltolls/sets/72157622916914439/">Experimenting Projects</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-88675597193018702712009-12-17T02:26:00.004-07:002010-01-02T22:57:34.687-07:00Relics From The PastFor Thanksgiving, I went to visit some relatives that I have in Kentucky. The food was good and the company was great, in fact barring one incident, the whole trip was very rewarding. That one incident, unfortunately, was that I developed a severe case of bronchitis in the days leading up to thanksgiving and so most of my ‘holiday’ was spent prone, coughing, and generally feeling like shit. That being said, this was the first time in recent history inasmuch as I can tell that I actually had thanksgiving with relatives other than my immediate family and, all things considered, I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it.<br /><br />Anyway, one of the most interesting parts of my trip was that my cousin Jessica (who had inherited most of my father’s old film gear) gave me all of her equipment because she had since gone wholly digital. While all the equipment was really ace and in good condition, the real gem that I found was a roll of undeveloped colour film nestled at the bottom of the bag.<br /><br />When I got back and re-entered the swing of things, the mysterious film was set aside but it always tugged at the back of my conscience. The tugging then intensified almost unbearably when I learned the process for developing colour film, but I just couldn’t seem to find them time. But then one day I did.<br /><br />As I loaded the film, a myriad of scenarios ran like wildfire through my mind. I had long since decided that the roll was Jessica, accidentally discarded, but what the film contained (and whether this film would even develop anything) eluded and teased me mercilessly. I was pretty sure that the pictures were simply landscapes shot on one of the many hiking trips my physically active cousin and her significant other went on, either that or a bunch of pictures of animals — she is a veterinarian — that she either saw or treated. However, there was a little voice in side me that secretly hoped that the images were of a forgotten honeymoon photo shoot or of similar ill-advised nature. The truth was actually much better than any of this.<br /><br />When I took the film out of the developer, it almost was extremely dark, deep magenta, so dark in fact, that I almost threw it out but some unknown force stayed my hand and I instead went and scanned it. The pictures were horribly degraded and my low-quality scan did not help much and so I went back and scanned them at 800 dpi and they finally became clear.<br /><br />The negatives were not shot by my cousin, nor were they anywhere as mundane as I thought. These images were instead taken 14 years ago when my father was in Zimbabwe visiting his brother. It amazes me that this film, stored the the hot landscapes out Houston, TX and then central Kentucky even came out, but as soon as I saw the first elephant tusk, that just made the film so much more priceless.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/4239885644_4860bef0b3_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/4239885644_4860bef0b3_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4239886880_a33a99307d_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4239886880_a33a99307d_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2713/4239889344_7a1f774c9a_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 230px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2713/4239889344_7a1f774c9a_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4239889690_4995c6bcdd_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4239889690_4995c6bcdd_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4239114289_58635b3595_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 234px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4239114289_58635b3595_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2531/4239889448_dc22de4441_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 233px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2531/4239889448_dc22de4441_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4239887336_a3ecb68a8b_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 369px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4239887336_a3ecb68a8b_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2713/4239113149_1768a71914_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2713/4239113149_1768a71914_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2665/4239884332_c9f2a33111_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 236px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2665/4239884332_c9f2a33111_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2648/4239110731_a755436e39_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 351px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2648/4239110731_a755436e39_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-83452547920997433562009-12-05T18:44:00.004-07:002010-01-03T01:23:51.162-07:00The Best UnseenThroughout the duration of my photography class I shot and developed 33 rolls of film including 35mm Black/White, 35mm Colour, and 120mm Colour. Most of these rolls were shot for one of my four projects, but some were shot simply to explore the photographic medium. What this means is that now that the class has finished I have ended up with hundreds of photos that no one except me has seen. Some of these photos were just shot for fun, and some were shot for projects, but for some reason or another they were never printed.<br /><br />With all that said, when I was scanning and uploading the negatives that I had shot during the class, I rediscovered many 'hidden' gems that I had forgotten about. These photos that didn't make the cut are ones that I thought were well executed or I just really liked and when I saw them again decided that they deserved to be viewed somewhere.<br /><br />There isn't any real rhyme or reason to them, except I took them and thought they turned out well. Enjoy<br />-pica<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2754/4240213478_170c3ffd39_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 426px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2754/4240213478_170c3ffd39_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2538/4240206986_4e66a9b236_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 426px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2538/4240206986_4e66a9b236_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2765/4240196120_710c91fd40_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 423px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2765/4240196120_710c91fd40_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2595/4205526690_4fb3ccf170_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 353px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2595/4205526690_4fb3ccf170_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4205519840_c51c4b024d_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 391px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4205519840_c51c4b024d_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2666/4204812117_28bae5b9e3_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 283px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2666/4204812117_28bae5b9e3_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2753/4239371447_2960ea2299_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 407px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2753/4239371447_2960ea2299_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2714/4205081996_8201278f60_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 274px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2714/4205081996_8201278f60_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2649/4202816646_7f29999753_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 356px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2649/4202816646_7f29999753_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2769/4202056251_1c415b7608_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 359px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2769/4202056251_1c415b7608_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-22566974422224441732009-11-28T02:07:00.005-07:002010-01-03T00:20:57.670-07:00That Perfect RollWhen you are shooting film, there are so many things that can go wrong. The exposure can be wrong, the camera can move at the last second, and you can forget to load the film. Then you can have light leaks, expired chemicals, developing errors, or scratched negatives. Essentially a huge variety of possible critical errors. However, you can also sometimes get that one roll where everything, for some reason or another, just works. For me, that roll came when I was in New York City on holiday.<br /><br />Personally, I have loved New York City for as long as I can remember. I wholeheartedly believed in the hyper-romanticism that Hollywood (and American art in general) has swathed the city in. Then, when I visited last NYC last spring for the first time, I wasn't disappointed. I think there is something magical when you walk through that urban forest of glass and steel, feeling the energy of the 'city that never sleeps' following out of the cafes and parks and into the streets.<br /><br />In fact, I had such a great time during the spring, that I immediately booked another trip as my fall. It was on this trip, a few months ago in October, that I took this roll. Unfortunately, I lost my film for the first few days so I only could shoot about half the roll in NYC and the other half when I returned home, but my luck seemed to carry on through, turning into my favourite roll I ever shot.<br /><br />Enjoy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2522/4240001150_e11c2c41ce_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 233px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2522/4240001150_e11c2c41ce_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2501/4240003794_0726af9670_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2501/4240003794_0726af9670_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/4239229397_4408e03934_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/4239229397_4408e03934_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2705/4240003358_c3714f8c59_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 355px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2705/4240003358_c3714f8c59_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2778/4239226005_a87a37cf66_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2778/4239226005_a87a37cf66_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4240001564_906fee31ae_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 236px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4240001564_906fee31ae_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4239226291_17355f921c_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 347px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4239226291_17355f921c_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4070/4239228941_30c0b24cf6_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4070/4239228941_30c0b24cf6_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2531/4240001224_062a532ff3_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 234px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2531/4240001224_062a532ff3_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2803/4239226147_1ce47d20dc_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 234px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2803/4239226147_1ce47d20dc_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-49519081900247448292009-11-21T18:59:00.005-07:002010-01-05T01:46:34.096-07:00Concert Photography<div style="text-align: justify;">One of my great passions in life — besides photography and cooking — is music. For all my life, I have been listening to or making music. Case in point, I started singing in 4th grade as the only boy in my primary school choir and have been in some sort of choir every year since and in terms of instruments; I started playing the B <span style="font-style: italic;">flat </span>Clarinet in sixth grade, and have been slowing teaching myself piano and electric bass on and off for the past few years. However, the reason for this post is not to talk about my past musical exploits but instead about another form of music that I am extremely passionate about: Live Musical Concerts.<br /><br />While I have seen a variety of classical/high-brow concerts in the course of my life—usually at the bequest of my parents, I only started to go to concerts of my own choosing during high school. Though I thought it was more fun to go with friends, I, being of unusually eclectic musical taste, often ended up going by myself. Irregardless, no matter whether I was alone or with a group, I also enjoyed the events and <span style="font-style: italic;">always</span> tried to grab photos/t-shirts. However, my memory was not as compliant with my desires and I often forgot my camera and so I had to resort to to using my cell phone so some of the pictures were not of the highest quality.<br /><br />The photos below represent a wide variety of concert genres and shooting styles, some are of great quality and some are much less so, but all I think have merit as my exploration of concert photography has progressed. <span style="font-style: italic;">The location, date, and artists in/of each photo are listed below.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4247504966_d0b3d55d58_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4247504966_d0b3d55d58_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.lostprophets.com/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lostprophets</span></a>: April 27, 2007 - Melkweg, Amsterdam, NL<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4246732535_1d7a688157_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4246732535_1d7a688157_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.myspace.com/deastro"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Deastro</span></a>: September 1, 2009 - Dionysus Nightclub, Oberlin, OH, USA<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2624/4247503146_7ff73b429d_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2624/4247503146_7ff73b429d_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.saltatio-mortis.com/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Saltatio Mortis</span></a>: July 19th, 2008 - Ahoy, Rotterdam, NL<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4247504822_24a5af29e3_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4247504822_24a5af29e3_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.brokensocialscene.ca/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Broken Social Scene</span></a>: May 13, 2008 - Melkweg, Amsterdam, NL<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2539/4246733439_7098266f9a_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 298px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2539/4246733439_7098266f9a_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.artbrut.org.uk/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Art Brut</span></a>: </span><span style="font-style: italic;">November 11, 2009 - Dionysus Nightclub, Oberlin, OH, USA</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2771/4247503764_53ae1c7027_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2771/4247503764_53ae1c7027_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://www.motioncitysoundtrack.com/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Motion City Soundtrack</span></a>: September 16, 2006 - Melkweg, Amsterdam, NL</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4246729345_0281e319cf_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 450px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4246729345_0281e319cf_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://www.dreamside.nl/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Dreamside</span></a> feat. <a href="http://www.flamesofchaos.nl/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Flames of Chaos</span></a>: July 19th, 2008 - Ahoy, Rotterdam, NL</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2681/4246731973_45c2edede5_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 298px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2681/4246731973_45c2edede5_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-style: italic;"> <a href="http://www.theheartlessbastards.com/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Heartless Bastards</span></a>: September 24, 2009 - Dionysus Nightclub, Oberlin, OH, USA</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2513/4246731115_b8683b6bc7_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2513/4246731115_b8683b6bc7_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.thirtysecondstomars.com/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">30 Seconds to Mars</span></a>: February 9, 2008 - Heineken Music Hall, Amsterdam, NL<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2755/4246729999_7e6c63ab6b_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2755/4246729999_7e6c63ab6b_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.within-temptation.com/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Within Temptation</span></a>: Wednesday 6, 2008 - Tivoli de Helling, Utrecht, NL<br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794793272540970180.post-6092839994619105692009-10-31T13:32:00.007-06:002009-12-26T21:28:44.469-07:00Photography OnlineOver the summer, my interest in photography and photographic blogs/websites grew exponentially, which eventually lead to me creating a 'photo-only' <a href="http://twitter.com/NightShinePhoto">twitter account</a> for myself (my normal twitter account was getting way to overcrowded).<br /><br />As ridiculous as this may seem, it actually turned out to be a really good idea, because while I almost never post anything on it, I use it to get instant updates on deals at B&H and other such sites as well as daily examples of great photography — either through the people I follow posting their own work or any number of photographic 're-posting' sites/blogs, whose sole existence to to re-post images they have found else where to just give more people access to beautiful images that they probably would never see.<br /><br />Of these photo re-posting sites/blogs, one of my favourites is probably the <a href="http://twitter.com/AmazingPics">Amazing Pictures</a> twitter feed, which is simply a twitter feed that is run by a photographer who just posts links to... amazing images (surprise there). What really separates this feed from hundreds out there is the the person running it doesn't constrain hierself to one genre but instead posts thing from all manner of topics, meaning it never gets boring.<br /><br />However, there is another site that is definitely worth mentioning as well, and that is <a href="http://www.earthshots.org/">EarthShots.org</a>. This site is a daily photo contest dedicated to the beauty that surrounds us on our planet. Basically, everyday the visitors to the site submit images and at the end of the day, one is chosen as the 'Photo of the Day.' The incredible thing about this is that they have such a huge amount of repeat/new visitors everyday that the photos they choose are never mediocre but instead are always stunning.<br /><br />For my requisite weekly photo essay, this week I have decided to post 5 images selected from each of the sites. The first five from AmazingPics and the second five from EarthShots. As usual, the credit is listed below the picture.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">AmazingPics</span><br />Found at: <a href="http://ow.ly/OgtT"><span style="font-style: italic;">Discovery News</span></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.discovery.com/space/2009/12/11/vista-825x674.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 366px;" src="http://news.discovery.com/space/2009/12/11/vista-825x674.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Found at: <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.instantshift.com/2009/12/19/100-beautiful-examples-of-black-and-white-photography/">Instant Shift.com</a><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1x.com/OEfullSize/10982-fullsize.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 285px;" src="http://1x.com/OEfullSize/10982-fullsize.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Found at: <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.sacbee.com/static/weblogs/photos/2009/12/mayon-volcano-threatens-erupti.html#mi_rss=The%20Frame">The Sacramento Bee<br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.sacbee.com/static/weblogs/photos/images/dec09/volcano_sm/volcano02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 273px;" src="http://media.sacbee.com/static/weblogs/photos/images/dec09/volcano_sm/volcano02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Found at: <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.webdesignerdepot.com/2009/12/incredible-examples-of-snowflake-photography/">Webdesigner Depot</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://netdna.webdesignerdepot.com/uploads/snowflake_photography/11.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 307px;" src="http://netdna.webdesignerdepot.com/uploads/snowflake_photography/11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Found at: <a href="http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/12/the_decade_in_news_photographs.html"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Boston Globe</span></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inapcache.boston.com/universal/site_graphics/blogs/bigpicture/00s_12_18/032_20877987.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 304px;" src="http://inapcache.boston.com/universal/site_graphics/blogs/bigpicture/00s_12_18/032_20877987.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Earthshots</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Tiger Stripes</span> — Credit: <a href="http://www.earthshots.org/2009/12/tiger-stripes-by-tad-bowman/">Tad Bowman</a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.earthshots.org/photos/1188.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.earthshots.org/photos/1188.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Surfers Dream</span> — Credit: <a href="http://www.earthshots.org/2008/12/surfers-dream-by-corey-wilson/">Corey Wilson</a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.earthshots.org/photos/823.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.earthshots.org/photos/823.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Whrrrr</span> — Credit: <a href="http://www.earthshots.org/2007/07/whrrrr-by-kiran-ghadge/">Kiran Ghade</a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.earthshots.org/photos/282.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 273px;" src="http://www.earthshots.org/photos/282.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Neversink Pit</span> — Credit: <a href="http://www.earthshots.org/2007/06/neversink-pit-by-brian-masney/">Brian Masney</a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.earthshots.org/photos/268.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.earthshots.org/photos/268.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">End of the Road</span> — Credit: <a href="http://www.earthshots.org/2007/01/end-of-the-road-by-dean-zulich/">Dean Zulich</a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.earthshots.org/photos/111.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.earthshots.org/photos/111.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.earthshots.org/2007/01/end-of-the-road-by-dean-zulich/"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0