Sunday, October 01, 2006
Along Route 380 in New Mexico, just 9 miles northwest of the US 54 crossroads in the dustswept town of Carrizozo, is a place known as the Valley of Fires. 2000 years ago, several cauldrons of fire opened up across 45 miles and poured out lava 150 feet thick in some parts. When it cooled, the area was black with igneous rock. However, now it is lush with plant-life.
These are photos of the Valley of Fires shot with 3.34mp Nikon Coolpix 995 digital camera modified to capture near-Infrared light, that is, IR light reflected by plants, clouds and objects, and generated by IR sources like the Sun.
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Friday, March 24, 2006
Something about this photo says “’70s Swedish Actress who starred in many Ingmar Bergman films”. Shot this at 6B Lounge on Beacon Hill using the “Available Light” setting on my Fuji F11. I kind of like it. It basically liberates the ISO to shoot at what it needs. Yes, there’s a lot of grain (and noise)... but perhaps that’s what makes a lot of Fuji digital photos look like film. And frankly, that’s what I like about them. This doesn’t look like a typical digital photo with limited dynamic range. This is like one of those ‘70s high-contrast shots. I love this little camera.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
I took a break from helping with the setup of the group show at Roscoe & Luigi's on Newbury Street. I decided to check out the old Boston Public Library. It kind of has the atmosphere of the famous New York Public Library. It's very grandiose with marble, lion statues, ornate bannisters, huge paintings and lots and lots of wood. This is not to be confused with the new library next door, which is very modern and efficient but lacks that grandiosity of the former. As I was milling about on the second floor, I found this huge, empty (save for plush leather seats) room ornately decorated. There were lots of pedestals perfectly suited to replace the need for a tripod, so I set the timer on my Fuji F11 point-and-shoot and got this shot. I like to think I'll have a living room like this some day. And in all honesty, I even romanticize the notion that I'll be jaded and lonely— a tortured, misunderstood man. And that's when I realize I'm already halfway there.