Thunder Moon
Moonrise
In 2006 I was still lugging around a few film cameras that could capture what my first little 2MP point-and-shoot digital could not. I’d been working with a number of local and larger land conservation groups for years and had a literal field day photographing and painting those beautiful areas as they recovered from industrial or other use, or were simply conserved as overgrown land that housed an ecosystem all their own.
Softened Layers
At the same time I was canoeing Chartiers Creek, sometimes for work but usually for fun, and from early morning until night I saw incredibly lovely scenes that I couldn’t catch in a moving canoe. I vowed to return some time to capture as many as I could in different areas.
Sentinels
I was familiar with Wingfield Pines as a large flood plain conservation area and also for its access to the creek, and I remembered at one evening event watching the moon rise over the ridge to the east, so when I got the idea to photograph the moon rising in summer using black and white film I chose that destination. Next full moon available was the Thunder Moon in July.
Mist in the Trees
Though it was a clear night, a mist rose with the moon. These were shot with film, and while I had my notes from a test session on a night with a partial moon, and from photographing the moon at other times, I knew the mist was a variable I couldn’t control, and I might possible end up with just a bunch of blur because the mist was moving across the open field, not hanging in the air like a fog.
Moonlight Through the Pines
When I got the photos back I was so disappointed at not being able to get the clarity I’d remembered in the moon and the surroundings that I put them away for a bit, then got them back out and decided I liked them for what they were. In fact, I find them quite magical. A few of them I like very much.
Path Across the Creek
And because a few of canoeing buddies didn’t want me wandering around on a full moon night in an isolated area alone, or walking in the creek with my camera gear and no one else around, they joined me.
Aliens
I truly need a better scanner, but since this is a “supermoon” month, I’ve decided to scan and share them anyway.
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Gone Haywire
Gone Haywire
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Way Down There
Way Down There
There’s a tunnel through the hill.
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Inside and Out
Inside and Out
Though the photo looks old, it’s not, but the building is, and on a misty, snowy winter day the rest of the city around the building is misted out while the Victorian light fixtures and gingerbread appear. And the tromp l’oeil of the semi-circular awning reflected in the glass makes it look like a dome, though half of it is indoors.
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A Fading Sun
A Fading Sun
These tired grasses sprouted, flourished and faded in the sun now wait their turn to give back to the earth as the sun fades before a storm.
I took this photo with black and white film in my old Pentax K1000. It suited the season.
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Tangled Light
“Tangled Light” desaturated 25%.
The sunlight has struggled between the leafy branches of the river birch and sifts down into the little teapot holding feverfew blossoms, crossing over each blossom with the shadow of another to reach the darkness of the leaves below.
Originally, I thought this would be a great straight black and white shot because of the contrast in the lights and darks and the abstract shapes it created. I don’t like the way my camera captures black and white, so I take the color photo into Photoshop and desaturate it because that captures more levels of gray.
“Tangled Light” in black and white.
But that one just fell absolutely flat for me—losing the lighter tone of the yellow created too many dark areas. So I tried one that was desaturated, but only to about 75%, and that is the one you see at the top. It’s just right.
Below is the original color version, which I like as well. In any case, the light traverses a tangled path.
“Tangled Light” in full color.
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Drum Cat
Drum Cat
That’s just what it is, drums and a cat.
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Thunder Moon
Moonrise
In 2006 I was still lugging around a few film cameras that could capture what my first little 2MP point-and-shoot digital could not. I’d been working with a number of local and larger land conservation groups for years and had a literal field day photographing and painting those beautiful areas as they recovered from industrial or other use, or were simply conserved as overgrown land that housed an ecosystem all their own.
Softened Layers
At the same time I was canoeing Chartiers Creek, sometimes for work but usually for fun, and from early morning until night I saw incredibly lovely scenes that I couldn’t catch in a moving canoe. I vowed to return some time to capture as many as I could in different areas.
Sentinels
I was familiar with Wingfield Pines as a large flood plain conservation area and also for its access to the creek, and I remembered at one evening event watching the moon rise over the ridge to the east, so when I got the idea to photograph the moon rising in summer using black and white film I chose that destination. Next full moon available was the Thunder Moon in July.
Mist in the Trees
Though it was a clear night, a mist rose with the moon. These were shot with film, and while I had my notes from a test session on a night with a partial moon, and from photographing the moon at other times, I knew the mist was a variable I couldn’t control, and I might possible end up with just a bunch of blur because the mist was moving across the open field, not hanging in the air like a fog.
Moonlight Through the Pines
When I got the photos back I was so disappointed at not being able to get the clarity I’d remembered in the moon and the surroundings that I put them away for a bit, then got them back out and decided I liked them for what they were. In fact, I find them quite magical. A few of them I like very much.
Path Across the Creek
And because a few of canoeing buddies didn’t want me wandering around on a full moon night in an isolated area alone, or walking in the creek with my camera gear and no one else around, they joined me.
Aliens
I truly need a better scanner, but since this is a “supermoon” month, I’ve decided to scan and share them anyway.
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For a print of any photo, visit “purchasing” for availability and terms.
All images in this post are copyright © Bernadette E. Kazmarski and may not be used without prior written permission.
Snowy Waiting Room
Snowy Waiting Room
All my wooden outdoor chairs on my deck got a little to a lot of snow cover, and just enough snow falling still. A little unusual on my deck.
Below, The Waiting Room.
Waiting For Summer
And one more, just a nice composition.
Snowy Arch
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Two Textures
Two Textures
Uncertain clouds, uncertain snow.
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At Rest
At Rest
The two baskets I use most often are still ready for me to swing by and pick them up on the way to the garden. They can have a good seasonal nap now when I hang them on the hook for storage.
A little bit of a diffuse glow filter applied.
At Rest
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Left Outside
Left Outside
Someone left a number of quart-size canning jars outside their door for most of the winter. They don’t have the lids, only rings, so rain and snow fell inside, melted, froze and did all the things water does. I’m surprised only one jar is shattered, but it looks like four friends who are a little worse for the wear.
Abandoned
Abandoned
An abandoned and derelict house stares defiantly toward the road, the very fact it still stands, though tattered, an indication of its strength. Its siding has lost its paint, its windows their glass, and one by one the muntin bars loosen, angle, and fall from their casements, the interior is open to the elements, but the house will stand until the last board falls. The legs of an old metal swing set creep into the edge of the image, an idea that someone, somewhere, remembers this place.
Dill With Dew
Dill With Dew
Another black and white from the autumn garden, a large head of dill with sparkles of dew catching the morning sun that filters through the trees. This was taken with black and white film with my Pentax K-1000 SLR with a 1.5X converter. The film grain is partly in the shot, partly from the print. I ended up liking the print though discovered it was grainier than I had intended when I studied the negative.
Passageway
Passageway
Houses are tightly packed here; the parking lot was at one point a home as well. The weathered concrete sidewalk sprouts autumn wildflowers.
Patterns and Shadows
patterns and textures.
Such a perfect natural composition with no help from me, perfectly balanced patterns, lights and darks, even framed. Of course, I saw this in color, but could see it would really excel in black and white with just patterns to enjoy.
But there was also something I liked about the whole shot, below. I think the billowing clouds above made it look like an old abandoned barn, especially the placement of the one house to the right. It is just an old garage in a neighborhood I pass through.
The Old Garage
Three Stepped Leaves
Three Stepped Leaves
Morning glories are twining on the cast-iron fence around my neighbor’s back yard. Even though colors are bright on a sunny summer day they often overwhelm the textures: the veins in the leaves, the rust on the fence, grooves in the downspout and even the muted long shadows of the other section of the cast-iron fence and the fence itself in the background.
Delicate Iron
Delicate Iron
A pile of wrought iron railings looks delicately turned in the late bright afternoon sun, with hard shadows and bright highlights turning the filigree to lace.
Left Outside
Left Outside
Someone left a number of quart-size canning jars outside their door for most of the winter. They don’t have the lids, only rings, so rain and snow fell inside, melted, froze and did all the things water does. I’m surprised only one jar is shattered, but it looks like four friends who are a little worse for the wear, the fourth one worst of all.
Snow on the Tracks
Snow on the Tracks
We had a lovely snow shower today, very little wind, nice big flakes, and it make the whole world look like a shaker toy. These tracks cross Main Street, yet always look as if they lead off to the wilderness.
Vertical Space
Vertical Space
A long brick alley next to a long brick building, and two bicyclists way down at the end. I truly enjoy the textures of black and white.
This is simply desaturated in PhotoShop and I think it carries an authentic feel of black and white film though it was shot digitally.
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