Less Yam More Knot

Tuck and roll, my friend. Nigh a night is tumble free.

Taken: 02/03/2011 in Brooklyn, NY.

Existence in

Question.

Pondering the very varied versions of reality, a junco conjures confessing confusion.

Taken: 01/30/2011 in Wassaic, NY.

Highly Contested

There's a deep swath of not here, followed by a deeper one of here.

Inside there's always a contest, outside is usually a strawberry cone. Contesting even this gives a man strifes.

Be forthcoming, hide in the height.

Be as a raccoon--wear your stripes proud.

Taken: 09/11/2010 in Central Park, New York, NY. A mother, protective of her cubs, wonders what I'm doing. The cubs had been running around and playing fearlessly in the branches. Oh to be young again. After noticing me watching them the mother stopped and watched me for a while. 

Into the Darkness

In the absence of direction, sit on a rim and give a spin to the wheel. When you've done this enough then you can manipulate your options to the extent that your arms can reach around and grab hold of everything that's holy. It's also important that you are situated in the center, in the hub, in the city, in the bub of the hub.

Taken: 07/08/2011 in Grand Central, Manhattan, NY. In the food court, colour is an unnecessary commodity. I absolved the picture of it.

Telephone Call from Istanbull? Bull!

Learned to strain at the hearty age of naught. Learned to relax, naught.

Today's photo actually goes with the song in the title.

Taken: Spring in Brooklyn, NY on FILM!!! This is our old houseplant straining for every last drop of sunlight. The leaves were all pressed up against the window. The song goes with the photo. Why? Because that's what works.

Blue Moon

You ain't so blue as the ice in my toes. You ain't so yellow that you'd gallop to the gallows.

You are not so fraught by the rope taut, tied to the tide. Lest it frays.

Taken: 02/12/2011 in Prospect Park, Brooklyn, NY. The snow was all mashed into a frozen mass, like an angry sea instantly turned to ice. Shot on a tripod with the Sigma 10-20mm at 10mm, 30s at f10.

Known and Unkown

It is never known how events will unfold. It is not unknown, however, whether sunflowers ever unfold. One can always trust in the 5th law: sunflowers, when sickened by the sun yearn, prostrating, for the earth. Aid comes in the form of a shrill mock.

Taken: 10/31/2010 in Brooklyn, NY. This little mockingbird decided to visit our compost garden and keep us company while keeping a careful eye out for any slipups. Were we to attempt the uncompostable, it would let loose its barrage of insults and baloney.

Downward Spiral

Any downward path is jarred with the occasional inopportune corner. Make the descent with grace, there's no reason to dwell in the vignette.

Taken: 02/04/2011 in Brooklyn College, Brooklyn, NY. Looking down the stairs from the 5th floor. I'm still working on the idea, but i think by the end of the semester I'll have it down.

No Tumble

And I said that I would look, and I'm looking, but I see no issues.
The rocks they don't do my feet any good. And this glare, oh this glare. It is uneasy to fly.
I. Am. Uneasy. I am perturbed, on my guard, curious, but not happy.
They say that my beak is chipped. As long as they don't say it's chipper. It won't get no chipper. That's for sure.

Taken: 08/27/2010 in Brooklyn Bridge Park, Brooklyn, NY. The day was very sunny and I was testing out the limits of the 70-200 2.8L IS II. I found its limits were those of nature. Kind of like how Hawaii won't get any more Hawaiian until some more red spills into the blue.

From the Blizzard

Barren limbs scratch at the night. No one dares land this grizzled girth.
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Scratch carefully at the whimsy of the moon. Some tides are meant not to turn.

Taken: 12/31/2010 in Brooklyn, NY. After being woken up by a snowplow, this tree was one of the rewards for leaving the house at 3:30a.m. I played with the flash until I got the exposure just right. In the end it was .6s, and a flash power of 1/32. That gave just enough tree illumination without blowing out the snow or waking the neighbours. 

A rare followup

Just because I really liked this shot the instant I took it and the fact that it looks damn good still AND the fact that Kasia came up with a wonderful view of this mundane item. Here's the front view:

Tractor Pull

Into the belly of the beast; from the beast his belly. Through and through, this derails our very fears, casts them aside like a tunic at bathtime.

Taken: 02/03/2011 in Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn, NY. This lovely Superbe derailleur is soon to the block. 'Fore that it has been deemed a tractor. It will pull its own weight. It was dug out of whoknowswhatpile. I've been having fun with the new lightbox at the shop; this derailleur and others have gotten some spectacularly upscale treatment.

Licked the Sky

Intensely reaching for the sky, shooting for the ground. These flames are a contradiction of the classic American Dream. It's fine if you don't see it. It's not fine if you don't look. There's nothing that's complex that comes out of the soil. What's complex is how we feel it.
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In the cup, the ballerinas danced, bowed, made hay, ever unaware of the swell surrounding them. No two moments connected, they ignored all signs of danger until the very instant they were plucked from the earth and handed, dandily, to the girl on the waves.

 

Taken: 10/17/2010 in Oyster Bay, New York. The macro lens attachment is a wonderful thing. I saw this little guy as one of the few undamaged flowers in a copse. The only non-corpse in the copse. There is always something to see, even if it's faint, or already half adroop. Take a moment, look, give it a passport.

When to Sit Down

"Oh, you dropped all your change. Let me help you."

Taken: 08/27/2010. Centre St, south of Canal in Manhattan, NY. The first guy, in the wheel chair, excited to his buddy spilt his cup. The second guy, realizing the terrible predicament, plopped down and got to work.

Into the Beyond

Standing on a corner, collecting nickels, shouting "hooray" doesn't get old. It doesn't get old but the rent goes up. Soon the experience is transformed into wishing to stand on a corner, collecting pennies and asking if it's OK to shout.

Taken: 11/05/2010 in New York, NY. I was on 6th and 47th playing with the new 10-20mm and wondering how the distortion would work when panning. After getting this shot, I just went home. What else could I do?

Gestures

When conversions don't go far enough. Oft-requested, rarely understood:

Taken: 08/31/2010 in Brooklyn, NY. Macro lens attachments are FUN! This is a presta-to-schrader valve adapter with a polar coordinates filter applied.

In Search of

There is no I in DuckTeam.