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Some party-goers stopped to say hi and pose for shots, this turned out to be one of the bar managers. Nice guy.
Just messing around. (Which is why I didn't bother to remove my headphones in one of the shots.)
Manual-focus self-portrait with the focus-on-tripod-head method.
Vivitar 285HV with V2s, SB-24 on stand with DIY snoot and optical slave.
Yashica FX-D Quartz, Yashica 50mm f2, Ilford HP5. Film is original HP5 rather than HP5+, therefore was made at some time before 1989. Metered at ISO 100 instead of the original 400 to compensate for sensitivity loss.
Fallow and stubble fields.
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Above this burn there are about 30 Swainson's Hawks, every once in awhile one dives down and comes up with a field mouse or a vole that is trying to escape the fire, The hawks eat the critter in the air and never miss a beat, ready for more when they finish
The colour in those clouds and early morning sun on the stubble turns the mundane into something worth photographing.
The location is southern Wyoming. Check out the image's tiny tres and othe details and textures in the large or the original size view to see the detail and textures.
This shot was taken through the window of my airplane on a flight from Philadelphia to San Francisco. See more images taken through an airplane window in my Aerial Photos set.
The view over a fence bounding my parents' garden. As you can see, there's not a lot around here except farmland. You can just make out the steeple of some building in the distance.
Born of a desire to sleep in longer. The beard started because I still wanted to get to work on time but had to cut something out of my morning routine. Shaving went, and the beard came.
After the machinery goes through, you get all of this hard stubble left. Eventually it gets burned off or tilled under.