tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19187992497388637932024-03-12T22:33:07.114-04:00Looking UpJoin my travels, both geographic and mental - share how and why I make my images.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger70125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-29616899766382848022013-12-11T10:40:00.000-05:002013-12-11T10:49:36.469-05:00Evergreens in a Snowstorm
Evergreens in a Snowstorm
I have been shooting in snowstorms lately. Why? Call me crazy, but I love the magic of falling snow. Especially the first snow, when you can still see the shape of branches and leaves, and when New England mud hasn't appeared yet.
I know, there are those of you out there who would rather roast chestnuts over an open fire. But I love being outdoors and winter is myUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1Arnold Arboretum, 125 Arborway, Boston, MA 02130, USA42.307293 -71.11960099999998942.283804 -71.159941499999988 42.330782 -71.07926049999999tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-87853426041238923922013-02-11T10:24:00.002-05:002013-02-12T06:39:04.353-05:00The Color of Light
As photographers, we spend a lot of time correcting the color of light. We, or our publishers, remove the blue cast from snow and the orange color of indoor lighting, trying to make everything look as if it were shot at noon on a sunny day. We fiddle with white balance to minimize the variation. We measure the color of light in Kelvins and call it color temperature.
As a visual artist,Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-67402298738507046822011-12-06T11:32:00.001-05:002011-12-06T12:13:20.485-05:00Focus PointI posted an image on Facebook that I liked, but there was just something missing. Asked Stoney Stone for recommendations that started a short journey of enlightenment.
Here's the original picture:
Stoney recommended cropping the picture to a square because the drooping branches on the right are distracting. Ok, done. But now I think that the gap on the left is distracting!
Time for Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-80149853033668920762011-04-13T12:23:00.002-04:002011-04-13T12:47:56.781-04:00The first Wildflower of Spring
I had a tough weekend. Saturday, I went to Concord to shoot the re-enactment of the first battle of the revolutionary war at the Minuteman National Historical Park. I was there at 11:00, but no action. Then I checked my printout and found that it was scheduled for 1:00, not 11. So I went over to the Great Meadows National Wildlife Refuge. Pretty bleak. There was a nesting redwing and a swan Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-55379046420881023992011-04-05T09:01:00.000-04:002011-04-05T08:53:06.099-04:00In Praise of Point-an-Shoot Cameras
There's a new camera in the family, a Canon SX30IS. It's a beauty. I got it for Gary before he took a trip to Texas where he would be seeing spring flowers in an arboretum and migrating shorebirds at an NWR. Gary loves wildlife and has been carrying a big DSLR with a huge 500mm lens in a backpack for quite some time. I decided to upgrade his equipment. He took the SX30 Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-17354357511003493462011-04-05T08:19:00.001-04:002011-04-05T08:23:59.896-04:00Good Morning, Spring!This is the first morning we three watched the sunrise on the deck. The air is rich with the babble of songbirds, once a monotone of chickadees but now a full symphony to spring.
I had intended to photograph the Arnold Arboretum this morning. Last night's visions of bare branches rising ghostly from the spring fog gave way to visions of sugarplums during a night with many wakings. So when Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-62034608525039810442011-04-02T11:46:00.001-04:002011-04-02T12:08:17.453-04:00The End of Winter
Winter is over. It paid us a farewell visit yesterday, on April Fool's day, but this morning my backyard park is full of kids playing soccer and the trees are busy pushing out buds again. Soon I'll be searching for hepatica and arbutus at the wildflower garden. But right now, I'm wondering where winter went and why I don't feel like I got enough photos.
Christmas in Boston
I spent most of Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-65315214960471625312011-01-24T16:43:00.007-05:002011-01-24T16:57:59.436-05:00Blue IceI've spent the afternoon playing with blue ice. Not the real stuff, way too cold, but a picture of frozen salt water in Downeast Maine. I liked the patterns in the ice, and I liked the blueness in the photo I took, but wanted to see what else could be done with it.
I was thinking about the work of a facebook friend, Stoney Stone, while I shot the ice. "How would Stoney frame it?" One Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-17352561031099276602011-01-04T16:47:00.001-05:002011-01-04T19:56:57.461-05:00Light at Nubble Light
After last week's blizzard, I went to Maine to capture the Nubble. The prospect of getting beautiful snow pictures was really exciting - I love winter! So I arrived before sunrise and shot the changing light. It was a totally cloudless day, not the best for photography, but I like the pictures I got. There was snow on the ground and the light was really clear.
Then I wandered up Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-61022817822210323622011-01-01T00:01:00.003-05:002011-01-01T14:46:30.470-05:00Happy New Year
The holiday season is fast approaching its end, highlighted on New Years Eve by First Night Boston. I know there are other First Night celebrations, but this is mine and I love it. I used to work for First Night Boston, until I was replaced by a platoon of volunteers with digital cameras. Now that's progress!
Anyway, I brought out a couple of old pictures to share with you. Back in the day, I Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-8043843003974039562010-12-24T08:00:00.001-05:002010-12-24T09:58:17.772-05:00Wreaths
Here it is, the 24th already. The shopping is done, the cookies are baked, and I'm enjoying treasured time with family. Trouble is, we're spread out all over the United States and not able to be together for Christmas. Every time I open a Holiday greeting, I try to spend a moment thinking of the person who sent it. A college friend. A little sister. A new facebook friend. It's not about the Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-10655937644780130752010-12-04T21:34:00.014-05:002013-11-22T12:52:16.327-05:00Capturing Christmas Lights
Holiday photos take various forms. Since I live in a city, I have many opportunities to catch some great sparkle. Store windows, downtown streets, and glowing trees are all signs of the coming holiday.
Doors and windows are all glitzed up, and offer opportunities to capture wreaths, swags, and lights. When photographing them, I try to avoid shooting into other people's Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-21283326855886250542010-11-22T13:08:00.000-05:002010-11-22T13:08:25.192-05:00Where in Maine 12/2010
Have you opened the December issue of Down East, the Magazine of Maine yet? I've got a double-page picture on pages 6-7. It's the old tavern in... whoops, I almost told the secret! It's this month's "Where in Maine", and you're supposed to guess where it is. Looks great, eh?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-1422625200633817362010-11-20T20:30:00.000-05:002010-11-30T20:38:17.693-05:00Autumn in the rear view mirrorJust finished editing my autumn work. It's 8:30 at night, there's Christmas music on TV, and I'm still in my jammies. But the big edit is done. Here are my favorites. Enjoy!
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2010 Falls Best - Images by Susan Cole KellyUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-61515359342923293142010-11-18T16:14:00.000-05:002010-11-18T16:14:54.962-05:00Autumn in Boston Public Garden
I love living in Boston. It's odd, because I'm not very social, don't hang around the theater or ballet, don't even go out to eat much. But I still love Boston. Visually, it's just wonderful to be able to wander around the parks - Boston Common, the Public Garden, the Charles River Esplanade to name a few. From cherry blossoms in April to late foliage in November, there's always color. Follow Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-15757336870046342302010-11-12T12:46:00.000-05:002010-11-12T12:46:08.018-05:00November Blues
It hits me suddenly. I'm scurrying around, trying to get pictures of the last golden leaves before they all fall and the world is bare. Suddenly, it hits me: the world IS bare, autumn IS over, and I'm spinning my wheels. I look at the last few days of pictures and realize that it's time to stop shooting foliage, because the foliage is gone.
I find myself catapulted through the five stages of Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-77742493371705203262010-11-02T19:40:00.002-04:002010-11-02T19:44:38.594-04:00A sliver of light and a nice guyWhen I woke up this morning, there was a huge cloud over my house but a big clear space in the East. Now, I know that weather usually moves from West to East, but I ignored this knowledge as the weatherman was saying something about clearing. So I made breakfast, got ready, and arrived on the waterfront of Boston before sunrise.
A glance at the sky told me I'd need to wait a while, because a Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-53297589070263657542010-10-16T17:06:00.001-04:002010-10-16T17:06:56.570-04:00The Robinson FarmJust a quick update... My farm has been found! It's the Robinson Farm, in Woodstock.
Thanks so much to Judy Lombardi, sleuth extraordinaire! And to Google Street View so I could see what she was showing me.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-91510992173519574252010-10-14T21:50:00.006-04:002010-10-16T17:09:31.240-04:00The last foliage in VermontI went to Hartland Lake near Woodstock, VT, this morning, hoping for a little fog on the water, and maybe some red light at sunrise, and maybe a few pink clouds from the approaching storm. It looked good on the map. The lake stretches from west to east, surrounded by hills, and I hoped the warm sunlight would rake the trees.
I guess they only grant one wish at a time, and mine was for fog. I Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-25342191524593479812010-10-07T12:12:00.001-04:002010-10-07T16:33:34.845-04:00Jackman and Route 201 in MaineOne of these days, I'll be in this spot near Jackman, Maine, at sunrise and the mountain will be radiating red alpenglow and the lakes will be reflecting it, and the foliage will be peak and the sky will be neon and.... Well, I was there, but the sun didn't show up even though the weatherman assured me it would. He tricked me into getting up at 3:30 and driving 75 minutes to get my fantasy Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-8549505902990478922010-09-21T11:01:00.000-04:002010-09-21T11:01:33.917-04:00Moonlight at Pemaquid
I've been chasing storm waves from hurricane Igor for four days. Friday was too early, but on Monday the surf warnings were up along the Maine coast. I had already hit Schoodic Point and gotten wave pictures, but I really wanted something special. So I decided to drive three hours down to Bristol to get storm waves with Pemaquid Point Light.
You've seen the lighthouse a zillion times. The Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-48365448582944616612010-09-19T15:34:00.000-04:002010-09-19T15:34:46.764-04:00Nubble Light in Blue
Last Friday, I had plans to do Nubble Light at sunrise with storm waves from hurricane Igor. But I didn't get up at 3:00, so by the time I got to the lighthouse the sun had risen behind a thick cover of clouds. It was gray, really gray. Not only that, but the storm waves hadn't shown up yet. Yuk!
So I added a 1.8 neutral density filter to my lens. This made everything dark, so my Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-13848608518009144452010-09-06T18:22:00.006-04:002010-12-08T14:01:39.505-05:00Surf at Schoodic
I've been playing with waves all weekend. Hurricane Earl came and went, and Saturday the waves were high. There's no place better than Acadia for surf, and I do have some pictures of waves breaking 50 feet in the air with a crowd of onlookers. But this morning the ocean was back to normal, and we hit Schoodic Point again at sunrise. The images are in process, but I just had to stop for this Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-14548564056372701952010-09-03T16:47:00.000-04:002010-09-03T16:47:24.484-04:00Hurricane Skies
The sky has been red for three mornings, and now hurricane Earl is imminent. The storm seems to be fizzling out after all the hype on the weather channel, but we saw its impact this morning - on the sunrise. This is Schoodic Point in Acadia National Park, ME.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918799249738863793.post-70620032765407308782010-08-28T16:48:00.000-04:002010-09-03T16:49:49.549-04:00Ipswich, Essex and a Crane Beach SunriseA morning on the North Shore of Massachusetts. A Crane Beach sunrise. Ipswich marshes. Essex village. It's all within an hour of my Boston home. At this time of year, I can leave the house at 4:30 and get there in time for pre-sunrise color.
Sunrise light on sand ripples at Crane Beach
Crane Beach dawn
Sunrise sky
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