When I was in Minnesota in the middle of August I was fortunate enough to spend lots of time with my precious nephew. We spent a day together, along with my mom, which involved a walk to a pier for some rock throwing, eating popsicles, throwing plums into the garden, and playing with water. It was a blast to see this little guy constantly on the move, and I made it my goal to photograph our adventures that day.
I haven’t been doing such a great job of keeping this place updated lately. Graduate school has kept me busy that is for sure. But I am in a blogging mood tonight and decided to share some images with you all (some long overdue ones). I also have plans for a few more posts that I will hopefully be able to get to in the coming days to update you all on how my graduate work is coming.
This post, however, is all about film. I recently got some rolls developed, some of which I had forgotten about since shooting them years ago. The first set, was from a trip to North Carolina that I shot with some very expired film. If I remember correctly the expiration date was the year I was born (1989), so that is why the grain is so intense on these images. They were shot on a 35mm Holga camera.
These next images were shot this past spring on 120mm film with a standard Holga camera. Each image is from a different trip/mini adventure. The first and last are from two separate trips to Colorado, and the middle ones are from two different adventures outside of Manhattan, KS.
Happy weekend everyone!
Today I went on an adventure with my friend Manuel to try to find this spot he knew of that he thought I would like to take pictures of. We failed trying to find it, but had such a great time anyways. We turned down some random road at one point, and crossed a bridge and I barely caught this out of the corner of my eye and nearly slammed on the brakes so I could get out and get some pictures. It doesn’t look like much in the picture really, but it sure was pretty when we were there.
And I sat and looked at it when I was editing, trying to figure out something cool and different to do with it, but couldn’t come up with anything. So, other than some slight tones and contrast it is pretty much straight out of the camera.
Only 5 more days. How did this happen?
**Still catching up…after falling back behind before even being caught up. How sad.
Sunday, October 10
Last fall I had seen pictures of a fellow photographer (who is friends with my brother and who I have played soccer with for two indoor seasons) at Dog Slaughter Falls. I immediately fell in love with the place and since then have been trying to get there. Dog Slaughter Falls is in Cumberland Falls State Park. Cumberland Falls is another waterfall there, ad is one of two waterfalls in the world where a moonbow is visible. Elliot has always wanted to see that (which is obviously only visible at night, and only during full moons for that matter), so we decided we needed to swing by that one also. Well this past weekend Elliot and I finally had a Sunday free, and so I told him early on in the week that we were going to go no matter what and that he was not to make plans. Sunday morning we headed out, and opted for the back roads instead of taking the highway. It took is a little over two hours, and was such a nice drive. We stopped and got some lunch and water before actually going into the park, and then began our long day of hiking.
This is Cumberland falls (the one that has the moonbow). It is right next to the visitor center, and so up at the top of it there were a ton of people. Once we hiked down a bit there were less and less people, which was nice. This particular spot we had to climb over some huge boulders and jammed logs, and were completely alone there.
I will upload the “rest” of the pictures in another post with some more of the story perhaps. It was extremely difficult to choose just one main picture from this day, I am so happy with so many, which is the first time in a long time that I have actually liked my landscape photographs.
**Catching up now that I have photoshop again…
When I was in MN my family and I went to visit the Franconia Sculpture Park. While we were there we talked to one of the ladies who worked there, and she told us about the Josephine Sculpture Park, in Frankfort, Kentucky. We thought it was so ironic that she would mention that to us, not knowing that one member of our group (my brother’s wife) is from Kentucky, and that I went to school there. After she told us about that I decided that I had to go see it, and finally on Sunday (9-5) Elliot and I made it out there. It was a lot smaller scale and less impressive than Frankonia, but still a very cool space (to me at least). I am curious to see if it grows like Franconia has over the years.
Here are a couple of the pictures that I took while there. The first one is technically my “365” but I thought I would share the rest in this post so I don’t have even more as I play catch up.
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Another random/ironic thing, this piece had a Wisconsin plate on it.
And, this obviously isn’t a sculpture, but I liked it, a lot.