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The last of the storm sky shots. I used one of these for the header. This is where I am the saddest that I didn’t check the ISO rating on the camera – where this shot should be the most dramatic thing I have to offer, instead it looks like bad pointillism (translation: looks like it’s put together out of painted grains of rice).
Even so, I was so taken with this sky that I couldn’t help shooting it over and over, standing in the damp wind. It was an amazing mass of Jacob’s ladders, shooting out of a dramatic mass of cloud: cross hatching, light against light, rain against cloud.
So I took a close shot, trying to catch all the lines.
Then, wanting to catch the impact of the sky, I shot it with a little more distance.
And then a really wide shot, to catch more cloud detail and give you more of an idea what it was like to stand on that back step, looking out at a sky that had become the whole world.
Then a vertical shot – see? I can’t catch it all, but I keep trying.
And then horizontal again. Look at that dark “ray” on the right. Does it exist simply because it is the one place where the light is not coming down through those clouds? Look at those repeating “v” forms. Amazing.
And here is the shot I took after finally realizing that the ISO was wrong. Look at the texture in this one, and you will see the difference between shooting at an ISO of 1600 (very fast) and an ISO of more like 320 (moderately fast). Smooth as icing. But too late – by then, the clouds and sun had both moved, and the distinct lines of light had blurred.
Drat.
Now – the actual post.
When Gin was little, I knew she would have an interesting life.
I wasn’t surprised when she ended up owning several different kinds of these. (Soprano to bari.)
And I always expected her to own one of these (the family, not the camera. Although I am glad to see she is teaching her son about what is really important in life).
And one of these. (Hey Sully!! How are you, boy?)
But never in my wildest dreams did I think she’d ever own one of these. (A panarex, for x-raying your whole face – 180 degrees, all in one sitting.)
Or one of these. I mean, how many kids grow up to own a waiting room? Especially one complete with southwestern art (perched above the window, mostly).
Or one of these. (Do not ask where the John Wayne cut-out came from. None of us are sure.)
Or that she’d end up being a boss, and running a staff. (A really NICE staff – the boss is in the back there, on the left.)
Or a break room. I never once, in all my life, owned a staff break room.
I did have a business partner. And still do. And he owns hats, but not like this hat. And he’s just a record producer. Not like Gin’s partner.
The dentist.
and the story goes on . . .
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