tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55977006000375556622024-03-05T16:40:29.380-05:00Better Than The Noiseilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.comBlogger129125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-82277251969572237252022-03-08T16:56:00.003-05:002022-03-08T16:56:40.109-05:00Dune Onto OthersThe long straight lines slowly give ground. The mountains rear up in the distance, offering themselves. In the falling light the dunes appear to insist on their place between the fields and the mountains. The straight lines that lead us here wriggle themselves up in laughter.Taken: 02/25/2022, 5:14PM, 7600 feet above sea level at Great Sand Dunes National Park. The park was expected. The ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-21781678185191999982017-09-18T00:51:00.000-04:002017-09-18T00:51:48.458-04:00Unhinged
I've felt disconnected from myself for a few years. This photograph has been in the wings, furled, for too long. It stands on its own and it joins two of the things that I love: photographing stuff, and bicycle stuff. And close-up stuff. Three things.
Unbroken
Taken: 04/19/2014 in the shop. There is nothing odd about a quick link, but there's a tension. There's a sense of imbalance and ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-13516273392947215662012-06-28T10:34:00.001-04:002012-06-28T10:34:25.248-04:00No BonesThey made no waves and raised no alarm. The pod swam on unconcerned about raising concern.
"Why do they all surface at the same time?"
"It's like when you're walking with someone else."
Pod
Taken: 06/14/2012 somewhere around Yes Bay, AK. We followed this pod for three and a half hours while they periodically fanned out and scouted the shores for food. While we were alongside them they wouldilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-69092410495947639082012-06-19T01:02:00.004-04:002012-06-19T01:02:54.789-04:00Skiff (For Scale)There are hardly words to describe Southeast. Images are a drop but they show. In person the scale was impossible to grasp, I cannot imagine what it may look like to someone who has not been, seen, heard.
Dawes Glacier
Taken: 06/10/2012 at Dawes Glacier, Tracy Arm, Tongass National Forest, Alaska. Bonus points for spotting an Arctic Tern.ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-35756306448450884842012-05-16T21:57:00.000-04:002012-05-16T21:58:16.567-04:00So There WasIn honor of Starlite I present to you, the worldly version of riding on a beam of light (presented in the key of a child's imagination).
Shooting Star
Taken: 03/26/2012 in Kensington, Brooklyn, NY. This is a photograph of a T6 Torx key. Originally this wrench was used to transplant my computer's stomach (that's where we keep our memories, right?) and now its outards are on display. How ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-4981248787682276382012-05-02T01:55:00.003-04:002012-05-16T21:58:41.955-04:00A Bridge Not Too FarIt took me 5 years to cross this bridge. Five years of back and forth, and not finding my way. Let others use it to good, it served me no purpose.
Taken: 04/26/2012 in Tribeca, New York. The Tribeca Bridge leads to Rockefeller Park or to Stuyvesant High School. They're both good. Just depends on what you're after.
ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-57776235003489887672012-04-05T02:32:00.001-04:002012-05-16T21:58:56.058-04:00In Defense of SpiceThat which defies us, defines us. In the case of some things, some pigs, the unidentifiable is the undeniable.
What good would come of this? the pig wonders aloud. The shimmering tower offers no response.
Sometimes words fly faster than thought and even the most well-meaning pig may find himself scrambling for a bottle.
Taken: 03/30/2012 in Kensington, Brooklyn. I could not find a way to ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-23412886079522975952012-02-20T04:17:00.000-05:002012-02-20T04:17:12.957-05:00Composed CompostFood borne of and laid into.
Taken: 02/18/2012. A pat of compost adorns a cutting board from whence it came.ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-11494701819994171682012-02-02T01:10:00.000-05:002012-02-02T01:10:12.301-05:00Grazing for ChangeWhat do rhinos have in common with zebras? The green grass.
But wouldn't it go better if it were a bit more flavorful?
A sliced cucumber, lengthwise, with a few crystals of salt sprinkled on:
Crystals
Taken: 02/01/2012 in the kitchen in Brooklyn, NY. I've been photographing some different food items and was trying to figur out what I wanted out of my cucumbers. I enjoy them with salt and I ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-64362539697486384662012-01-30T02:35:00.000-05:002012-01-30T02:35:45.780-05:00UnfilledThe subject may not be food but it certainly isn't one to be overlooked.
Power given will eventually be power taken. None know this better than our round friend.
Power
Taken: 01/10/2011 in my living room. The dancing patterns are far more interesting than the identification.ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-41875743695239727002012-01-17T02:10:00.000-05:002012-01-17T02:10:01.261-05:00Exploring Green"I support you.""I'm on board.""We're made of each other."--Jealousy's nightmares.
Thin
Taken: 01/06/2012 in the Kitchen in Ditmas Park, Brooklyn, NY. The cucumber always presents a question in the kitchen. The next month will be devoted to an exploration of foods in their forms and presentations. Some will darken the board and others will decidedly not run.ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-1357320503199562772012-01-14T13:49:00.000-05:002012-01-14T13:49:21.163-05:00The Dark SpellIn the cold a few things become obvious:1) The sea is more powerful than you2) What is seen is not what it seams3) Things tear easily, pleading doesn't help4) Lights beckon more because they are the last warmth
Taken: 01/07/2012 in Hudson River Park, NYC. Riding along the West Side highway I wanted to make use of the darkness and the dearth of people on the piers. In the background lights are ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-65499543674414937372012-01-11T00:30:00.000-05:002012-01-11T00:30:31.612-05:00Fenced InThe tips point and stretch and try to fling their bodies off the fence--forever trying to make up their mind.
Not Barking
Taken: 01/03/2012 in Brooklyn Bridge Park. The wind was fierce but I stood my ground and so did this little guy--though he didn't have much choice.Show with the help of an old lens and some extension tubes. This is the very tip of a point of a fence rod, the bent portion isilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-105846877415949222012-01-09T02:25:00.000-05:002012-01-09T02:25:59.308-05:00Never DidNot ready now, nor ready later. I do not apologize, I do not float. Letting go is overrated.
Taken: 01/03/2012 in the Dark. Tinkerbell is beholden to her sphere.ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-42843703501393089122012-01-03T23:32:00.000-05:002012-01-03T23:32:25.174-05:00The Will DemandsWe all have monsters inside. Just not all of us are truly pine cones.
Dragons
Taken: 01/03/2012 in Brooklyn Heights, Brooklyn, NY. The bitter cold was only so because there was no way for me to capture it. Instead I busied myself with my new macro capabilities (extension tubes are everyone's friend) and turned my back to wind. These pine cones were just jingling off some evergreens and were ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-37429706827904090262012-01-02T01:36:00.000-05:002012-01-02T01:36:17.668-05:00A Well GroomTogether they grew and petitioned the sun for equal favor. No fervor among the well-organized; they all made time enough. They all were the fire.
Comb
Taken: 11/06/2011 in the San Francisco Botanical Garden. A torch lily croons to the various passers by and sometimes take in an unsuspecting stranger. The turbulent orange and green is a dalliance of the organized rows. Order yearns to let its ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-34434830840114864642011-12-29T02:05:00.000-05:002011-12-29T02:05:03.835-05:00Known Dangers"My drama does not curl in on itself. I am not the center of my universe. Best be be on my way, there are flames afoot and I will not huff to stir them about... my fringes are delicate."
No Leaps of Faith
Taken: 03/10/2011 in Amer, Rajasthan, India. The day was coming to a close and this rhesus macaque wanted a better perch to gaze out over the hills. Who can blame him for trying? He ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-54124615696243969462011-12-20T22:45:00.000-05:002011-12-20T22:45:01.542-05:00Haute ColorEverything is better in color, except black and white photographs.--When she stands still the earth hurries to keep up.
Taken: 11/26/2011 by Jane's Carousel in Brooklyn Bridge Park. The cold was following us around and the bridges' eyes watched as we set up and tore down our photos--their twinkle belying amusement.ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-79503395061725524152011-12-03T04:38:00.000-05:002011-12-03T04:38:04.980-05:00As the Fraying GoesReap what you sow.Weep as you sew.Wreath in the snow.Wrath of a woman.
It all goes together until it all falls apart. And then?
Torned
Taken: 02/23/2011 in Kensington, Brooklyn, NY. I am interrupted by the torn screen--screaming for notice, achieving slight.ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-86152353583762899522011-11-28T00:44:00.001-05:002011-11-29T17:18:39.047-05:00The Little ThingsFound dozing beneath the street, the Sun shuddered awake long enough to ask to be covered back up.
"Asleep I am, wake me when I'm up."
The Sun Hide
Taken: 11/22/2011 on Ave H in Brooklyn, NY. The rain clamored all around, but the yellow carpet pulled me and my camera from the dry. The denseness of the fallen leaves was like vanilla mousse, just asking to be disturbed.ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-7860255755489061102011-11-16T02:17:00.001-05:002011-11-28T00:45:01.512-05:00UnsettledWound. Waned. The day wound closed. The day waned away.
Float. Fleet. The moment floated away, fleet-footed.Falter. Flight. The light faltered, gulls took flight.Sunset. Claim. The sunset claimed the day for itself.
Unset
Taken: 11/06/2011 in San Francisco, CA (looking at Oakland). We stood guard as the sun slipped away, delaying the return--of our bikes, of the sun. The moon shared in our ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-8438514896221112202011-10-26T02:35:00.001-04:002011-10-26T02:35:20.901-04:00On The DayIn spite of itself, the new flower commands respect; the green fists tremble menacingly in the background--an immigrant family whose traditions you don't quite understand but whose daughter you've wed.
Square Trade
Taken: 10/08/2011 at the High Line Park, Manhattan, NY. In the park there are many things to photograph and many people rushing you on. The High Line rewards those with a high ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-23420356101013078492011-10-22T02:50:00.000-04:002011-10-22T02:50:27.324-04:00MigraineThe question of scale is not answered by measurement of the physical dimensions. Scale can be emotional, can be a question of constitution. Derelict or honed. Frayed or knotted. Made or untucked. Where does a person reside on the scale?
Taken: 02/23/2011 and 10/19/2011. This photo can be read as many things. Ultimately it should be read as a departure from what I normally like to do. An ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-33607799157981282632011-10-10T22:28:00.000-04:002011-10-10T22:28:21.615-04:00Into the DarknessOf the many red nosed lies told, none--surely--were so bold as to deserve such a beak: so red, so prominent. The sideways monument to the Washington Monument is an ocean kayak that has made beach in a bird's head. All manner of absurdity abounds in the explanation. As we are free to be jealous of the gorgeous bird, so are we free to mockup its reason-for-being.
Maybe the beak is an anchor, meantilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597700600037555662.post-57049220894049704902011-09-29T03:23:00.000-04:002011-09-29T03:23:32.434-04:00On the OutSwallow resume: Will fly for bugs; won't pose for photographs. Full stop... never.
Taken: 07/27/2011 in Park City, UT. Swallows were everywhere at the lake, but the only thing harder than ignoring their flits in and out was capturing their flits in and out. They are magnificent and fast. Not interchangeably.ilya nikhaminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06734294072235322641noreply@blogger.com0