Syncopation

Windows, walls, and roof planes, everywhere intersecting in rich counterpoint - that, for me, is the fun and maybe the essence of Bunnell Farmstead.

Bunnell Firewood

Yesterday's photo is more typical of the images I have been making at Bunnell Farm. However, as mentioned, I spent a portion of yesterday shooting Bud Bunnell and his neighbor turning a dead tree into firewood. Bud is the one on the tractor. He is 84 and the 5th generation of Bunnells to work the farm. It is 110 acres which Bud's GGGrandfather bought in 1860. Bud and his wife raised 10 children here. and they are happy to be retired. Evidently. the job description for retirment for Bud includes cutting trees into firewood. His son and grandson still work on the farm, though there are now horses instead of cows. While, so far, atypical of the pictures I've made, it is a great introduction to the overall richness and variety of forms throughout the farmstead.

Today Jane and i brought Bud a large framed print of another image from the tree sawing series and two other large prints. While we were there I learned all about the history of the barns and a bit about how they have changed. Bud said there were once 18 farms in the immediate vicinity of his. The good news is, Bunnell Farm is now protected acreage that will never be developed. The roof line of the large barn in the picture is the bad news. When barns develop such kinks, they are very difficult and expensive to preserve. As i mentioned yesterday, Bud's son Rick is hoping to take the barn down and rebuild it. In any case, Bud is happy to let me share his picture with you.

Bunnell Farm

No, it's not Cape Cod. I need a bit of distance before making hard decision with those. However, back in CT, I have found another farmer to welcome my camera. The boy I met at first was the seventh generation to work the farm. I have since met his father and grandfather. Today I shot pictures of his grandfather running the tractor and sawing trees. The geometries and rhythms of these barns are very complex. Best of all, lots of windows.

Carnicke Farm II

At the photo club I attend occasionally they would complain, "What's the subject." I'm not sure that's a relevant question. We're off to the Cape tomorrow. this was a difficult photo to take as I was trying to control the white horizontals and verticals. Move slightly left right, forward or backward and the composition changed drastically. I'm not sure it's entirely successful, but I've decided to live wiht it a bit and see how I feel in a month. Comments appreciated.

Carnicke Farm I - Reverie

Old snow is worse than no snow. Today the clouds moved out and the sky was deep blue, but everywhere I turned the melted remains of snow made shooting difficult. Even where the snow was white and not melted, the high contrast made photography difficult. I went trespassing on the Carnicke Farm. Jeannie can you tell me where this was shot? It's not heavily processed.

Carnicke Farm is for sale, and I was glad to see they had put a new coat of paint on the house. That suggests they may not tear it down. The project I've been working on for NERG has reached a milestone, so I had no guilt about being out all day. In spite of the snow I shot over 300 images and got home at 6:30, just before Jane got back from grandchild sitting.

Summer

This photo keeps returning to my attention. It was the result of some photo processing I was experimenting with a year ago or more. As my daughter and I have been passing thoughts on highly processed images, I thought it might make an interesting Today's, especially since it seems we are about to get a few more inches of snow. In any case, I liked this experiment enough to keep it around. Each time it pops in view I like it more.

Kallstrom Farm through Blizzard

Life knows few pleasures that surpass standing in a pasture in the middle of a blizzard. I'm particularly pleased that the driving snow and sleet cast its texture across this image. I'm eager to see how it reads on a print. Shortly after snapping this, all of the snow slid off the roof left of center exposing the new green tin roof. I'm glad I caught this first. What a glorious farmstead this is!

Swallow

Today's Today's is a print from last summer that I just reworked for a monthly photo contast I enter.

Kallstrom Geometries

Yesterday I discovered a new farmstead to photograph, and today I discovered that the owners were both former students of mine and that they manage several more farms in Kent Hollow. I spent 3 hours shooting there this morning and have an open invitation to shoot there and at the other farms they manage any time. Brent Kallstrom was my student in fiction writing during his only year in my school, but he told me he's been writing in a daily diary ever since.

Recomposing Rabbit Hill

Back at Rabbit Hill on Thursday and in a new spot, more distant from the barns, the geometries become more complex and the barnyard begins to unfold. So many photos taken yet so many ways yet to explore to compose the planes. Barely any icicles, though my toes did not unfreeze until after dinner.

Sadly, the wind was such that it was hard to steady my long lens. I will definitely want to try this shot again when the sunset is clear and wind is gone.

Thanks to all those who have reported continuing bounces in my eshtooter mail account.

Queens Quest #5

There is no accounting for the changes produced by time.

Queens Quest #4

Mt. Hebron Cemetery is part of a vast belt of cemeteries in Queens that were opened in the latter half of the 19th century when burials in Manhattan were banned. At the time, they were in, "the country." Since then they have been enveloped by the expanding city. In the case of Mt. Hebron, the remians of the 1964 New York City World's Fair makes an especially surprising juxtaposition.

Queens Quest #3

I'll ignore associations evoked by the image below. Photographically, concentration is everything; time pressures often cause loss of mental focus. Also, it's not always easy to fully evaluate a highly detailed image when viewing through the tiny view finder. When I shot this I was cold and had wandered far from my shooting companion. Had my concentration been all I would like, the sphere on the left would not have been clipped. In any case, for me, the pattern of those spheres is essential to the effect of this image. I look forward to trying again on a future visit.

Queens Quest #2

Yesterday, friend Richard Wanderman introduced me to Zion Cemetery in Queens, a remarkable place. We spent the day divided between Zion and Mt. Hebron Cemeteries and shots from Mt. Hebron will follow in the future. However, had I known how much I would like the juxtaposition of the shot below, I would have tried many more. The key to the success is the detail visible in the large structure which hugs Mt. Zion's edge. The slopes of the landscape offer many option, and I'm looking forward to opportunities to improve on first results. In the meantime, this was too surprising to hold back.

Queens Quest #1

Pass through this gate and enter a world apart, a quiet world in the midst of the noise and bustle of New York City. From almost any position in the great belt of cemeteries that stretches through the center of Queens and one will find surprises. Welcome to Zion Cemetery.

Angevine Farm

Angevine sits in an unusually broad, flat area. The buildings suggest it may have been a poultry farm once, but it is now known primarily for pumpkins and Christmas trees. It is not especially photogenic, but when I came down off of Rabbit Hill in the last snow storm it was spectacular. I didn't dare to leave footprints in order to remove the big stick, and as I thought about removing it digitally later, I decided it filled a space that would appear to empty. Comments appreciated.

A Winter Garden

I'm not certain I noticed the window when I took this. For me it makes the image work. Of course, it is the tree which gives it power. I was advised to crop the gray concrete block. Not a chance.

Moonrise 2

As I was shooting the moon (so to speak) the hole in the silo suddenly came serendipitously into view, a new, crisp graphic element. To me it's still a shot about that silo and an excuse to shoot at the dramatic angle.

Moonrise 1

CONFESSION: It took me until adulthood to learn that the night on which moonrise and sunset most closely coincide is also the date of the full moon. Yeah, makes sense when you think about it. I will always be a city boy, I fear.

Tanner Farm

Tanner Farm is very much a working dairy farm. One of the things I love about old farms is the way farm buildings and housing cluster. For me, the American flag waving on the farmhouse makes this work.

Idle

Skies are again very clear. Melissa, Aiden, and I went out shooting this morning. However, Today's Photo was shot on Monday just as the snow was ending.

Addendum, May 26, 2007: I learned today that the tool in this image is a tedder. It was pulled by a horse and large wires rotated, reaching under the hay to lift it and aerate it.

Weathering Triangles

What should a photo be - a representation of a particular barn at a particular time or something more universal, an arrangement of colors, shapes, and textures with a more abstract expressive purpose? This is the other photo from Saturday - a companion to the barn interior and something of a photographic breakthrough for me in attempting to reach beyond photography as documentation.

More snow today and more shooting. I'm coming to a new appreciation of the difficulty of editing snow and fog images. This image, on the other hand, was open to a wide range of editing choices.

My intention had been to send another photo from Saturday's shoot, but today was so special, something absolutely current was required. I was out before seven while it was still snowing and shot for 5 or 6 hours. The problem was choosing just one.

Trying to Peg the Photo Geometries

Today was zero humidity - crystal clear, and I took more shots that please me than I have taken in a few weeks. In spite of the glorious blue sky and light, today's shot was taken into the roof of one of the barn's on Rabbit Hill.

Experiment in White & Gray

For the past few weeks I have been photographing icicles and ice. All the images that have pleased me most have also been flawed in some ways. On the way home from the post office today as the snow/sleat/rain began again with the promise of refreshing the landscape with new white, a fog rolled in. I reached the top of Rabbit Hill for this photo almost too late, but stood in the muck to take a dozen shots of this farm. I could barely see what I was photographing and backed my effort with a variety of exposures. I've never before tried shooting into such thick fog and the resulting image needed much work to adjust tones (and remove the marks left by dirt on the camera's image sensor (the plague of digital photography). For the moment, I'm pleased, but I wish I had moved a bit right to separate the truck more from the barns. I'm not sure what I'll think tomorrow, but the opportunity has already passed. Any tips or criticism will be much appreciated.

Dandelion's Revenge

This photo from last June was taken just before leaving New Brunswick, Canada, after a week-long photo workshop with Andre Gallant and Freeman Patterson. I passed by this field on my first day in New Brunswick 7 days earlier. Then the field was all yellow. I took numerous shots, but I like this one for the bit of mid-ground dialogue between left and right. I'm not sure why, but the house peeping over the treetops makes me giggle. It has hung in my dining room for a few weeks, and I have also come to enjoy the soft focus of the hillside in the far background. At the camera club they complained about both house and background soft focus. They said I should have tilted the camera down and just taken dandilions. Well, I did that too, and I chose this instead.

Barn Cat

Last night we got our second snow of the year. It was just a bit more than a dusting, but there was a shot I wanted at a barn in Cornwall, so I was up early to catch my shot before footprints and wind spoiled it. While I trespassed on the snow-covered lawn in front of the barn, a woman stopped her car. Before I could apologize for trespassing, she asked if I wanted her to wait before she left car tracks in the long driveway to the door of the barn and spoiled my image. Trespassers have no right to expect such consideration.

As it turns out, she is the, "milkmaid." The farm is owned by New Yorkers, and she takes care of the cows. After shooting outside, I knocked on the barn door and introduced myself further. She gave me permission to explore the barn and take all the pictures I wanted. This cat never budged from her perch. She looked at me for a few moments and then turned to look back out the window. I took the photo both ways and haven't decided yet whether I like her better looking at the camera or with her facing away and enjoying the view from her spot of warmth.

I don't know what the object on the right is, but I loke the way it catches the light and balances out the picture.

Dry Bones

My daughter commented, appropriately, that she found this one more disturbing than the last.

Missed Opportunities

I have been meaning to stop and photograph this barn for almost a year. From route 4 it was towering, almost gothic in its force. I was too late. When I passed it last week, the roof had caved in, and the two turret-like vents were somewhere inside, swallowed by the beast. Even in its current state, it is not without merit, but when I finally got there today, the long shot I had imagined was no longer possible.

Never put off to tomorrow...

Journey to the Underworld

I thought this was a good follow up to the previous photo past the "No Trespass" and down the garden path. If I took photos in the city more often, there might be more like this.

The apparition of these faces in a crowd.
Petals on a wet, black bough.

In fact, it was taken while descending into the Prague Metro.

To the Garden of Delights

This photo was taken a few years back. It never quite worked, but today with a bit of deft cropping, I think I got the background space to read properly so that one is encouraged to make the journey down the garden path. I've also tried this photo in monochrome, and I like it both ways, but right now it's so good to have all that color.

Seeking Color

This photo was taken just before the last of the fall leaves had disappeared from the hill behind Meeker Swamp. The last of the days light adds deep shadows and makes the few remaining leaves glow. I came across it during my periodic review of old images, and it reminded me of how much I'm longing for either more color or a complete white-out beneath a blanket of snow.

Monochrome or Technicolor

Wind sweeping across the surface of Meeker Swamp has momentarily blown the dusting of snow into an unteresting pattern. I'm offering the image here in monochrome even though I'm also very exctied by the rich blue, white and gold of the full color version. Choices are so hard. Can one accept two versions of the same photo?

In Monochrome

Our light dusting of snow as not enough to coat the ground but wet enough to line the branches until the wind began. I've been experimenting with monochrome images. I especially like the way monochrome universalizes this barn scene and makes the whole photo much more about textures than about subject.