Since the 1940s, large numbers of Mexican homes and businesses feature the calendar art of Jesus Helguera. Prints of his work were used in schools to teach children about Mexican history and to instill pride in the customs and traditions of the Mexican culture. Considered an illustrator, fame eluded him at first, just as it did the likes of Norman Rockwell and Edward Hopper. With the 1980 exhibition of his work at the Museo de Bellas Artes that was opened by the President of Mexico, Helguera was finally given his due as one of the most important Mexican painters.
Took this landscape while holding a Gyro in one hand, of course my nikon p300 slipped out of my hand and bounced end over end on 15 feet of concrete, but no damage. Why I love Nikon’s! I had never seen the French flags before, for impending film festival at BYRD. Photograph also inspired by catching the Kawase Hausi woodblock prints at museum before they left today (Wonderful, but thought poorly lit?).
I tested the museum setting on the p300 in the sky lit European gallery at the VMFA.
(detail of) Military Event from Napoleon’s First Spanish Campaign
Jean – Claude Bonnefond
(French , 1796 – 1860)
oil on canvas
I belt sanded a piece of my cherry firewood today to get a closer view of the grain that I’ve been admiring as I put another log on the fire. I really love weeping cherry tree’s but am happy enough capturing the one out front from our home.
On the last day of winter after splitting a load of cherry wood I photographed the neighbors Japanese Cherry tree and a drone that some folks where flying in the field across the street.
My Thrasher friend.
Little River (unknown location)
Hopefully a final trip to the country for firewood.
I prefer winter and Fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show. ~Andrew Wyeth
I made it to the pipeline to see for myself the abandoned rookery and this is the only photo I care to share.
Thursday morning I ran across an article in the paper devastating and left me feeling physically sick the rest of the day.
Posted: Tuesday, March 10, 2015, Richmond Times-Dispatch
Scores of great blue herons that nest in the James River in downtown Richmond are missing. “The birds have moved somewhere else,” said Ralph White, retired manager of the city’s James River Park. If any herons nest here this year, it will probably be just a few, White predicted.
Heron rookeries do break up, with most or all of the birds moving elsewhere for reasons that aren’t clearly understood.
As I’ve photographed the rookery and pipeline close to decade it’s best described by a National Geographic photographer that I would see occasionally there,
“this is therapy for me”.
It has also been a personal journey of my digital photographic evolution.
“In rivers, the water that you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes; so with present time.”
~ Leonardo da Vinci
My last tribute to the purple martins that also left our city a couple of years back. “C’est la vie”
The Virginia State Capitol is pretty much straight up the hill from the pipeline, rookery, and 14th street bridge. I’m sure I won’t be alone in missing so many of these grand birds.
circa 1979, Otway 3
The French were the first, in 1915, to experiment with “disruptive patterns” of light, shade, and color hand-painted on uniforms and artillery—a technique indebted to Cubism. In 1940, the rich and eccentric British Surrealist Roland Penrose decided that he could best contribute to his country’s defense by recruiting artists for a camouflage unit, and lecturing on their research to the Home Guard.
Despite a bantam physique and a receding chin, Man Ray attracted singular women. Miller succeeded an adorably lewd and fleshy cabaret singer who was a legend of the Latin Quarter: Kiki de Montparnasse.
Perhaps it was trust, or perhaps, as Miller’s own work suggests, it was dissociation. She had the gift of finding beauty in a wasteland, and her eye tends to petrify what it looks at. Organic forms and living creatures become abstract in her pictures, but movingly so—the way a nymph fleeing an aggressor is transformed into a star. Where human figures appear in a frame, they are often faceless or disembodied. Her best photographs from the war are of corpses, landscapes, statuary, or distant violence. Once she was proficient with a camera, Man Ray promoted her for commissions that he couldn’t fulfill or didn’t want.
Man Ray was a generous mentor, but his generosity didn’t extend to sharing his protégée with rivals in the arts.
A darkroom accident (Miller turned the lights on before she realized that a batch of negatives was in the tank) led, by her account, to the discovery of “solarization,” a process in which the background of a portrait is overexposed to outline the head with a black penumbra. Many years later, claiming partial credit for one of Man Ray’s most famous solarized images, Miller pretended that it didn’t really matter which of them had made it, because “we were almost the same person when we were working.”
Pure as a lake boredom
I hear its harmony
In the vast cold room
The nuance of light seems eternal
All is simple I admire
the full totality of objects.
_ Dora Maar
Took a hike this morning to visit a rescued owl.
“Camouflage, also called cryptic coloration, is a defense or tactic that organisms use to disguise their appearance, usually to blend in with their surroundings. Organisms use camouflage to mask their location, identity, and movement. This allows prey to avoid predators, and for predators to sneak up on prey.”
A generous Audubon member gave me a copy of Magazine from December that had a wonderful photographer that their web sight didn’t have the name of, who had done the cover. This woman is a new favorite with a tremendous heart!
Snow melting from my heavily mulched Banana trees.
I got a bag of crocus from my wife many years ago (forgotten). That are a welcome site!
I had a feeling I would have to purchase a light to film at a Hookah Lounge this weekend. Lucky I did and big thanks for those who danced in the light. Think I caught another couple of gems, I was shooting with four cameras at once, big edit pending.
Wish I could have done more photographs, but hey it’s dancing.
“Let’s look specifically at the PAR38 for a moment. One feature of the PAR38 is that it takes a lamp that is commonly sold at most home improvement centers. This allows for the purchase of new lamps on the road or at the last minute, when ordering lamps from a supplier is impossible. The PAR38’s relatively low wattage (75W-300W) means that several can be used on the same electrical circuit without worry. This fixture is best used at distances of 10′ – 20′ from the subject, making it ideal for small clubs, theaters or churches. It would also work well for bands or DJ’s that provide their own lighting, as the light trees are seldom set up more than twenty feet from the performers. The fact that PAR cans and lamps can be purchased for a relatively small sum, along with their versatility and simplicity, should make PAR fixtures a part of any group’s lighting inventory.”
I’m sorry to say because of lack of lighting placement my film footage was unacceptable. Location photography is always dicey with bushiness and patrons, and no stage didn’t help. This is a still from the doomed footage.