Crikey, it’s been six months already?? Time, like the rooster, eyeballs you suspiciously and then lunges for the chicken wire closest to your leg.
Happy New Year.
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Bergger BRF400 35mm
Pentax MX, but dangit I didn’t note which lens.
A while ago, I failed three rolls of film in a row. For two of these I bravely admit to user error (you may recall Power Lifters); for the third, I will passive-aggressively mention that I think they hired a lot of new people at my preferred film lab (although, really, that one was my fault, too).
This caused me to retreat to the old familiars: a film that requires no thought, a lens that won’t scold, “techniques” I learned back in semester 1 of junior high photo class*, subjects I’ve seen so many times I could probably not even aim and they’d turn out all right.
At least I didn’t start taking pictures of *gag*hack*glrg*…”kittehs.”
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The Everyday: Ropes 1, Filters 1, Pilings, Filters 2, Wake, c. 2013
* How old I am: they don’t even make “junior high” schools any more.
I like making t’-do lists and finishing everything on ‘em. I like the feel of the pen as I strike through each task one by one: Done! Done! Diddit! Done!
Each one a little achievement, in its place and right with the world at last. It’s very satisfying.
And then I start the next list.
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While the Car was Moving: Town, Ace, Gas, Karaoke, c. 2013
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Drone, c. 2013
Our local waters, named for the First Nations of this area, what is now British Columbia through the Oregon coast. Well, no, actually: it’s named for their shared language; there is no “Coast Salish” nation of people. Their language crackles in written form, which anglicized ain’t nearly as fun: “Sʼəhiwʼabš” (anglicized to Sawhewamish), “Sduqwalbixw” (Snoqualmie), “dxwlilap” (Tulalip), “Sts’Ailes” (Chehalis).
For many hundreds of years several dozens of tribes of thousands of native peoples lived around here as if they owned the place. And then you know what happened next.
Eventually, in a treaty signed with the Washington Territory in the 1850s, the Coast Salish were given equal fishing rights in these waters in exchange for their land, leading to more than 100 years of angry backlash from non-Native settlers and the State itself. (There’s a quote comparing the fishing issue in the Northwest to the busing issue in the South.) In the 1970s the U.S. Supreme Court upheld the treaty once and for all, restoring salmon fisheries to federally recognized Coast Salish tribes in United States v. Washington, considered a civil rights landmark.
These days you see purse seiners and reef netters out on the horizon plying calmly away, and it looks to the rest of us as if it never happened.
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Sparkling Salish Waters 3 & 1, c. 2012
Kodak HIE, no filter
This week’s photo challenge is Illumination.
Denver International Airport is ridiculous.
At 53 square miles, it’s the largest airport in the United States and second largest in the world, with one of its runways being the longest public-use runway in the U.S. (16R/34L), and I think the entire place is blanketed in red carpet, which is really annoying when you’re tired.
Never once do things simmer down at this airport, nowhere is there an unoccupied corner; I mean, even LAX has moments of quiet. If you’re in need of a headache, Denver Airport is the place to be.
We once had a flight delay of over 2 hours here. Did I mention the redness of the carpet?
I think New York sleeps more than this place.
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Picnic At Denver Airport and Denver Airport Nov09 1, 4, 3, 6, 5, c. 2009
Kodak Color Max 800
Pentax MX, Pentax-M 75-150mm 1:4 zoom lens
One afternoon after school let out.
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At the Skate Park 3, 1, 2, c. 2012
Fujifilm Neopan SS
Pentax MX, Pentax-M 75-150mm 1:4 zoom