As you may have heard, the east coast got some snow this weekend. During the big blizzard of 2015, we had far more hype than actual snow. This year, the news cycle was focused on DC but we definitely got in on the action. The small, cold person demanding to be held put a damper on my photo fun, but here's a look at us vs. Snowmageddon 2016.
Full disclosure: I have taken precisely zero non-family related images so far this month. Which is a shame, because the weather has been unseasonably warm and perfect for night shooting. And also because it means that anyone hoping for a glimpse of street photography will have to settle for city kids yet again. Our giant tree will eventually get its own post, so here are a few personal favorites that do not feature the 9 foot decoration in our living room.
Please head over to Who We Become to see our monthly mosaic, or take a more personal spin through everyone's work via blog circle, starting with Jill Cassara, who should really be working for Martha Stewart with her gorgeous images and impeccable styling, but we're lucky to get her instead.
There is a transition period when you see your baby turning into a child. It starts off gradually, but then becomes an avalanche. New words, new skills and a new way of interacting. Yesterday, she stood and watched a torrential downpour, fascinated, then hid in my arms in fear when the thunder rolled in. She's taking in the world and making it her own.
Please stop in to see our "textured" collection on Who We Become this week.
It's been a little quiet around here, with the gallery show and some unfortunate computer issues slowing me down. However, I got out for a little shooting in the rain today with my favorite sidekick and thought I'd share a few from our walk.
While I haven't made it back to the streets yet, I have made it to the playground where there are signs of Spring on the horizon. Tentative (and wet) but I have hope.
Those of us over at Who We Become are now at our halfway point in our second 52 week photography project. Please click on over to see what everyone chose during their "free" week and take a peek around. We've updated the site to include images and information on our first year's Project Light as well as our composition-focused posts from this year.
It has been one year today since I launched this site and I am so glad that I took the leap. Having a home for my personal projects and a venue that demands attention and maintenance has helped keep me behind the camera regularly, learning and growing along the way. My heartfelt thanks to all of you who have been so supportive of this little passion project. I hope I can continue to keep you interested in the year to come.
While I did not shoot a particular image specifically for today, I have a few recent shots that might offer my local friends some sense of relief in the midst of this heat wave. My poor camera, I just can't resist dragging it into the water, especially the rain.
Directional light, week 3. Given the chance, is it any surprise that I can't stay out of the rain? Here, headlights - from the side and head on.
It's a new month and a new topic for Photo 52. Throughout May we will be focusing on diffuse light. The soft nature of diffuse light can make an image feel very flat, but it can also add texture and mood. This image was taken during a rainy, hazy night and the moisture in the atmosphere turned the harsher glare of the street lights into something resembling watercolors.
Not to belabor the subject, but the skies have been somewhat noteworthy as of late.
My family is certainly among the most fortunate of those who experienced Hurricane Sandy this past week. The devastation felt by so many people in such close proximity to us is heartbreaking and difficult to see. It is also utterly surreal as, from our vantage point, Sandy was little more than a rain storm.
We are proud that our City and its people continue to display the grace and resilience they are known for in the face of this great challenge. We look forward to finding ways to help as the rebuilding begins.
Once the storm cleared, we made it out for some fresh air. For the most part, it was just us and the pigeons.
A week in the Pacific Northwest without a hint of moisture, and we return to more thunderstorms. Of course, a little singing in the rain never hurt anyone. It's good to be home.
Does it count as storm chasing when you let it come to you?