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Han: I dunno, sweetheart, this whole thing seems a little hokey to me...
Lando: Come on, buddy! Just fall backwards, I'll catch ya, I promise!
Tuve la suerte de que esta hembrita de Brachythemis impartita se subiera a esa ramita de pino y me ofreciera la posibilidad de hacerle esta foto.
En la Presa del Argos. Cehegín (Murcia) España
I was lucky that this female Brachythemis impartita rose on that pine twig and offered me the possibility to make this photo.
Two of the Lighthorsemen demonstrate how they trained for cavalry sabre charges. The Australian Lighthorse Regiments that fought in Palestine, the Sinai Peninsula, Beersheba and Damascus during World War I were all volunteers.
Malik Seneferu exercises his imagination during a live painting at the La Pena Cultural Center. This photo reminds me of the story of Pygmalion and Galatea.
The younger me doing morning exercises at the Devil's Marbles, Northern Territory, Australia on June 26th 1998.
Wikipedia has a great explanation of the shapes of this peculiar landscape.
Scanned negative with a Plustek OpticFilm 7600i filmscanner.
Kodak 400 ISO film.
Some post-processing in Photoshop (some dust and scratch removal, histogram, contrast, noise reduction, USM).
....favorite energy-releasing exercises comes from a book called The Charisma Book, by Doe Lang.
I don't care, you can't make me!
How to do it:
1. Stand with your feet apart. Swing your torso, neck as one unit, first to the right, then to the left.
2. Let your arms begin to swing freely, as your body turns from side to side until they wrap loosely around you at shoulder level.
3. As you body swings from left to right, begin to shout "I don't care!" as loud as you can.
4. Enjoy the sounds. Keep repeating. Add "you can't make me!" Repeat 20 times or more". - SARK
As the third in the green stream series, I saw this small section of Rock Creek and decided that I needed to get in tight to catch this shot. Needless to say, I got wet for this shot but then if it's a mountain stream, I am usually in it. I HAD to maneuver to the right spot in order to compose this shot. I'll be the one with the wet jeans. I will say that my longer zoom was handy in this particular spot.
eDDie got a wild hare (Loveland tularemia, probably) to go specifically to Rock Creek above Allenspark to hunt wildflowers and he called me up. I have been up there several times and knew the area and the route. I am sure that he was not ready for the experience. He was astounded by the number of campers that could pack into this narrow gully by the nasty road/trail. I have not been up here since the flood but it looks like it got badly hit. The Forest Service kindly marked our parking space with a "closed for revegetation" sign. Handy! I bailed his Blazer like a flash, well at my flash speed. I was ready to shoot with my long lens. The normal zoom would have been a lot better plan. I was already busy shooting when eDDie came by on his way after wildflowers, great stuck with my stream shots and ended up with enough for a series.
Actually, Rock Creek flows more quickly down and through Ferncliff instead of toward Allenspark. There are a large number of possibilities up this creek (pronounced crick in the Rockies) and for me, it lead to the one-legged man in the trouser factory syndrome but this was easier to keep the campers from the frame. I decided, without input, to start a green stream series from the lot that I snapped. As I opened the captures, I usually feel that I left shots behind no matter where I visit, eDDie's or my venues.
After I started editing my original shots of Rock Creek, I thought of the bounty of camper cars parked up the trickle. I decided I might return with my normal zoom during the week for a massive plunder of captures.
Story about a class of IMPACT (Intensive Motivational Program of Alternative Correctional Treatment) inmates in Louisiana. It's a program for first-time offenders for certain crimes that allows them to avoid incarceration in the general population and upon completion do probation. I made 6-7 trips to the prison in Gonzales, La. to follow one group from their first day there until graduation day over several months in 1989.
Keith Lawrence and I worked on this one for several months before it was published in the Sunday Magazine.
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Baton Rouge newspaper work