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Photography

 

We visited Marsh’s Free Museum (Long Beach, WA)  around the end of October last year and I had my Olympus Om1n with me so I snapped some shots of the silly trinkets they sell there to tourists. Here is one of them. I was told by a couple of people that this photo is creepy. Which kind of leaves me wondering if there is something severely wrong with me because I don’t find it creepy at all. But then, I was the kid who was fascinated with Jake The Alligator Man and treasured a postcard of him, which I also showed-and-telled at school. So yeah. I am one of those people.

Throwback Thursday – 4 generations

Life

As I mentioned, I am taking a Photoshop class and this week we learned about restoring old photos. It just so happened that my mom brought me a photo album that belonged to my grandmother that I, for some reason, had stored in my things at her house in Spokane. Many of the photos neither of us had seen before and this is one of them! And it’s such a great photo! Here we have me at around 7 years old, with my mom, great-grandmother in the middle, and grandmother on the right.

The original photo has a red cast to it and now I wonder why. Is it due to the fading of color in the print? It seems like a lot of old snapshots have a red cast to them. In the original photo below you will see that I have a gnarly gash on my chin. I was trying to remember how I hurt myself and then it hit me, this is when I took a serious spill on my bike. I wrote about it here.

4 generations before

before

Here is my “new and improved” Photoshopped version. I corrected the color, removed a ton of dust, and removed the scab on my chin.

4 generations after

After

I am kind of proud of the finished version, but in some way it makes me a little bit sad too. Like I’m rewriting history or something.

It’s interesting because I posted both of these on Flickr and I got more response on the original version. One person even said that the original’s red cast appealed to them. I kind of feel like the original, red cast, scabbed chin, and all, tells more of a story. What are your thoughts?

The Year I turned 40

Life

The year I turned 40 I, for some reason, decided to take a self portrait everyday using my iMac camera. I, honestly, am not sure what possessed me to do this. But I did it like clockwork every morning for a year and then some. It didn’t matter what my emotional state was and it didn’t matter what I looked like at the moment. I took a photo.

A couple of years ago I posted the photos on my blog. They were up for a few days and then I became too self conscious and made the post private. There is so much raw emotion in there. That year was really an emotionally trying year. So many life-changing things happened. I got a new job.  I moved to Oregon. My step-father died. My mom almost died of Pneumonia. I got really sick.  I got several tattoos. I moved again.

Recently I re-discovered the iPhone app, Everday. I switched my daily selfie ritual to that app years and years ago when I discovered it. Since then I have deleted it and re-installed on my phone probably 5 times. Each time deleting all of the self portraits I’d made up until that point. Well, I re-installed it a few weeks ago and noticed that they made some improvements and upgrades. One of those upgrades was that you can import photos into a new timeline. So I imported my “year that I turned 40” photos and made them into a video. I feel much better about sharing a 15 second video, rather than a gallery of photos. So here you go. a year (give or take) of a very emotional part of my life distilled down into 15 seconds.

One Second A Day – 2014

Life

Here is my One Second A Day video for 2014! What a wonderful year.

I meant to post this last night but doing the final edits took forever and eventually I fell asleep on the couch as I waited for it to upload to Youtube. Raf woke me up at midnight so we could ring in the new year. Typical New Years Eve for us. 🙂

Here’s to a great 2015. Happy new year, everyone!

Here is my 2013 video and  some info on how I put it together.