More from my Diana F+!

Please keep in mind that the photos here are meant to be unpredictable, light leaked, not the best focus, etc.

This is a picture I took of my Argus Antistigmat, or Argus A.  I bought this camera at a quaint little antique store in Fawnskin, CA. Fawnskin is right by Big Bear Lake. I was so excited to find a camera that is old, and uses 35mm film. It wasn't until later that I realized this little beauty has no shutter. I think that if I put black electrical tape over the lens that I could do a pin hole-esque type exposure. It is really a sweet little camera, it was produced in the 1930's, has a body made of Bakelite, and the lens unit is able to extend.  

This is a photo of my Kodak Instamatic, it is a very cute thing, but I don't know that I will ever use it. It takes a funky film that is smaller than 35mm. This one I purchased at a garage sale.

This is a shot I took while doing some street photography. The little girl was so adorable, and I thought it was a loving moment with her and her mom. I remember being little, and how Mom was like a security blanket, there is a very special bond between mother and daughter which is so precious.

I think that I may have taken this one by mistake, I really love it.

A picture I took in an antique store, they have a great collection of vintage cameras.

I was trying to achieve the effect of the cook looking like a ghost. I think the tripod or camera moved ever so slightly causing the whole thing to look doubled.

Anther photo of my Kodak Instamatic.

Love this one! Dias De La Muerta! 

Cash Tails

This really doesn't go with the story, but it is my latest.

Spent to much money today. Please tell me, what is one to do when the money tell me to spend it? When the cash expresses that it's fondest desire is to support the faded economy. All the little Georges, Franklins, and Lincolns want to do is be put back into the system. 

Franklin wrote to me just last week from Wall St to tell me his elation that he was presented with the opportunity to "stick it to the man!"

George phoned this morning with tears of joy in his little green eyes, heard through his wee voice sharing his glorious tale. He was a small beauty shop in Kansas' first dollar. George, being born in 1929 is enjoying a beautiful retirement in a comfy black rectangular frame.

My good friend Lincoln, who was with me for a few months back in '01 is benefiting from a fulfilling career as a child's allowance money.

So, you see all of this currency I spent have gone unto rewarding lives of there own. What kind of person would I be if i had deprived them of these joys? My heart weeps for the millions of dollars that are thrown into savings accounts, trust funds, and bonds every day! Tell me, what did the dollar ever do to you? Why this? Why monetary prison.

More of my work

This is a pin hole picture that I took and my computer decided to crop it, it was bigger but I like what the computer did with it.
It is part of my series titled "Adventures of the clogs." Which stars my beloved lucky brand clogs. I will eventually post the series as its own post.  Hopefully with small poems under each picture.

This is an example of a panning shot which was part of an assignment for my class, it still needs some refinement, but I like it enough.

This is a contact or proof sheet. This is what I use to see which of my exposures I would like to make into a full sized print.

ramblings

Currently, I am listening to Micheal Buble, I am remembering when I truly fell in love with the idea of romance. I think it was a deadly combination of working at a restaurant, where I was constantly miraged with the sight of attractive couples having enchanting dates at a comfy table that I was obliged to arrange for them, and I was on one of my Buble' kicks. The song "Wonderful Tonight" was an anthem played over, and over in my car. This song was written by Eric Clapton, I listened to the Buble' version. Somewhere around a year later when I was watching a documentary about The Beatles I discovered that Georges wife, whom he loved, left him, and was wed to Eric Clapton. Anyways, how does this relate? Well, I will tell you that it is said that Wonderful Tonight was written for Georges ex wife. The song that brought me to a deepened love of romance, was actually related to a tragedy! Poor George...

Butterflies

Summer breeze wisps over my skin. The sweet smell of lush pine. Small smudges of purple, orange, yellow, and blue play along my path. I am on a hike, alone, in the wilderness, experiencing a unique sense of bliss.
As I trek along this ethereal trail I ponder art experiments, ways to conduct them and other pleasant things. God has provided us with the best art, and therefore the best inspiration.
"He leads me beside quiet waters..."
As I walk I discover that I missed a turn on the trail. So I turn back and take the route down to the most tranquil stream I have experienced. I cross over the water by way of stones, then I experience something unique: whilst I am approaching many yellow and coco colored butterflies begin to rise up from the earth. I walk through them, surely this must be the type of quiet waters spoken of in Psalm 23.
"you prepare a table before me..."
Coincidently my destination for that day was table rock.
"In my fathers house there are many rooms... I am going there to prepare a place for you."
Just as he prepares a table for us, he also prepares space in heaven. If the beauties of the hike were so great, imagine how much better heaven will be.
"You know the way to the place where I am going."
We must follow Christ on the trek of life, through life's fields of poppies, mountains, cliffs, and quiet waters.

Stream of Consciousness

Lately i have been doing exercises in stream of consciousness. Here is one I prepared for you. In most of my stream of consciousness exercises I am honest with what pops into my head, and I would be embarrassed to show you some of them. It is a good exercise, and would recommend it. I have learned about myself, and have become aware of some thought processes that I need to change.

Chained to a tree, she longs to see her grace reflected in her cool wake.

Stream of consciousness exercise. Related to the book Ulysess. I can’t wait to read. Hope other book club members will not object. Maybe read on my own? Grecian cover? Ernest Hemingway. The sun also rises. Yellow and orange. Matador. Quick precise phrases. Brett. Evil. Mananizer. Jake, loves brett, cool guy, people pleaser, misused. Robert cohn, kinda a moron. Liked him at first proving himself to be a wuss. Micheal weirdo, puts up with too much from Brett. Characters shallow. Taken in by beauty of Brett. Do not see the caddiness to her.....dogs, puppys, cats. Sloan. Felix. Sloan. Black fur. Soft. Snugglebug. Lomo lc-a love. Want it. black metal body. Fabulous pictures. Grainy high color saturation. Beautiful picture of attractive male in back of a truck . it appears to be Africa or spain. Matador, bull fights. Horns. boxing. Blood spilling steers being injured . inhumane. Sad. Swords in side. Jesus. Nails in hands. Hanging on cross. Wounds on sides. Emancipated me from punishment of sin. Heaven. Glory. 

new obsession

Vintage Love

Well, I have become obsessed over getting another camera for my collection. I thought that my Diana was all I would need of the big name lomography cameras, but I was wrong. While spending some serious time looking through many pictures on lomography.com I have been struck on numerous occasions of the sheer magic, and mood that is captured by a little camera known as the Lomo LC-A. There is a certain grainy quality that I just can't resist. Readers, i am afraid that I am going to end up blowing more money on another toy! This is the sort of fear that I fancy. Yes, I still love my Diana, and would never replace her. The Lomo LC-A, of course would not be a replacement to my beloved blue camera but a brother to her.

Readers, as far as my photo class is going, I am slightly behind on the current project. Part of this I attribute to the large distraction of lomography. I find it more difficult to try, and take a whole role of a subject assigned. Analog photography offers endless possibilities, that is why I am so drawn to it. Taking a roll of shadow pictures is not as easy as it would seem, I guess it is a good exercise to try and stretch my abilities to make the images worth looking at.

So, if anyone wants to give me a very early Christmas present, I would like the Lomo LC-A please!