In the ideal photography world, your subject would always be posed on something interesting, unobstructed, sidelit by the morning sun, in front of a glorious background, and you'd be shooting with an f/1.8 aperture at all focal lengths. Generally speaking, I loathe on-camera flash. If you're looking for a deer-in-the-headlight look complete with red-eye and... Continue Reading →
The Old Man and the Tree
If Ernest Hemingway were writing this blog, things would be a lot different. Recalling today's excursion, he might have described the scent of the blossoms, the texture of the ground, and how he crawled on hands and knees, ever so slowly, not making a sound, to get closer to the subject of his curiosity. Then... Continue Reading →
Wood Ducks in High Park
I've been near Wood Ducks on many occasions, but haven't often managed to get very close. In wilder areas like a northern marsh they don't usually like the attention of people, but today was a little different. Tuning into a birding forum on the web, I was excited to learn that a pair of Wood... Continue Reading →