Some train pictures in this collection.
Slice of Life Vol. 64
Category Archives: Railroad
Personal Photo Project of the Week #44
A Great Rock
A few more images from the A Great Rock Photo Session.
Next time I do this, I might have to seek out company.
RWPE #35 – Viewpoint
Perhaps the Random Weekly Photo Experiment has begun to run its course. There were zero submissions this week. I guess it will just have to soldier on for the last 17 weeks. Here is the lone picture for VIEWPOINT.
Christopher D. Bennett
The Random Generator has generated the theme for this week. I put it before you:
LIGHT PLACEMENT
There is light in every picture, but for this theme, you want to be very conscious of where the light is coming from to light your subject. Whether it is to the side of your subject. Below your subject. Above your subject. The placement of the light should effect what the picture looks like. Good luck. Hopefully there will be some submissions next week.
A late submission from Mike Vest:
Adumbrate
I think that anybody that has spent an extensive time with me knows the location of my favorite bridge. Despite being the scene of a tragedy, my love of that bridge has actually increased recently as it has become a community art project of some kind.
I don’t really like graffiti, but at the same time I love folk art. I like to think what has happened to this bridge is more folk art and less graffiti, but I’m truly not an expert on either subject. I don’t know why what has happened on this bridge has happened, but I love it.
Something that can’t really be seen in the pictures is that somebody has put an office chair in one of the bridge’s support columns. That would be an awesome place for a Spring through Fall office.
RWPE #20 – Panning Camera Blur
Here are the submissions for last week’s Random Weekly Photo Experiment – PANNING CAMERA BLUR:
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Mike Vest of Waxen Media
Christopher D. Bennett
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Dawn Krause of Impassioned Versifier
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Debra Krause
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Justin Whitaker of American Buddhist Perspective
It is very exciting to have Debra as a first time contributor, even though she accused me of “cheating” on Sunday night. But she had rented Meet the Spartans, so her opinions about the world are highly suspect.
Dawn’s Poem of the Week
Holding a memory
Panning through my memories
The sharpness has lost its edge
Trying to hold those moments
Poised precariously on the ledgeThe emotions cause a turmoil
As they blur the happy past
They bring me to that moment
When I knew it wouldn’t lastA photographic picture
From the camera of my mind
Tells my past and present
And the memories that bind
Vest had automobile problems this morning, so I was worried that the Random Generator might not get to do its random generating, but he walked in just in time to click the magic button. Out spit the following subject for this week:
Harmony
Not a very technical subject and it is definitely ripe with all sorts of possibilities. As always, I can’t wait to see what people do with this subject theme.
RWPE #18 – Wild
Here are the submissions for last week’s theme – WILD:
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Dawn Krause A
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Dawn Krause B
Michael Vest of Waxen Media
Christopher D. Bennett
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Carla Stensland
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Julie Johnson of The Joy is in the Journey
There were a couple of late submissions for FEET. They can be seen on the FEET post:
FEET
The Random Theme Generator has been generating and this morning it spit out the following theme:
LEADING LINES
The best definition of LEADING LINES is a photo with very strong lines in the composition that lead the viewers eyes through the photograph. A simple example would be almost any picture of railroad tracks or of a highway. A viewer will naturally follow lines through a photography, so it is a powerful compositional tool to put your subject at the end of lines.
Below are a couple of examples of LEADING LINES:
Remember, the lines don’t have to be straight. An “S” Curve in an image is a very powerful compositional tool. Of course, as always, no reason to be too literal with the theme.
Wild Goose Chase
Here are a few images from an afternoon I spent on the backroads with Jay.
Milton Lott’s Grave
Jay
Closed
Damage
A Closer Inspection
Two Bridges
The New and The Old
I know it is but a pipe dream, but I do dream that some day they make the old Kate Shelley High Bridge a person walking bridge. I hope that isn’t a “bat wings” type of dream.
Sore Feet
On Friday night I went to an American Diabetes Fundraiser with Sara and Cousin Amy. I have more to write on that little evening, but I will wait until I get the pictures from that event from Sara.
After we left the event, Sara and Amy agreed to accompany me on a small photo excursion.
Here are the results.
It was a good thing that the predicted thunderstorm never came.
Estranged
A couple more pictures that were not selected.
I took this picture last year when Jay went on his first ever trip on the Boone & Scenic Valley Railroad. I threw this particular picture into the mix to see if anybody would consider selecting this picture because of the nature of the photo contest.
Nobody took the bait. That is good, because it would have been pandering on the scale of a John McCain VP nominee.
I took this picture at Jester Park. Jay was impressed by this picture and I gave it to him as a birthday present. I think of this picture as being melancholy at first glance, but as being hopeful the longer it is gazed upon.
I named this picture based on an Emily Dickinson poem.
Hope
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune–without the words,
And never stops at all,And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
Enigmatic
So I went on a small cruise around Boone County with Becky on Monday night. Here are a few images from that experience.
What I learned about Becky from this trip is that there is a strange inconsistency in a person that claims that Halloween is their favorite holiday, but freaks out when you tell them a simple story from Boone’s historic past. I also hear that the Jaycees Haunted House isn’t her thing, but she insists on going through it every year. Well, I guess not this year.