Same name, different house

After futzing around over at WordPress for a work project, I decided to move this blog over to that platform. The reason is mainly that I like the way it displays pictures better. I'm still working on functionality (like links), and because I imported this blog exactly as is, it doesn't look the way I want it to yet. It will get there. The question is whether I will be fastidious enough to reload all the pictures, I'm guessing I will.

It is here: f/11. Hold it Steady.

Day Sixty Three. White Mkt.

I'm not thrilled with the framing on this one. I think it would look better if I had the bottom of the wall, and if I were standing further back and more to the left I could get at least some of the next door building. I'll probably try it again over Winter break when there are fewer people in town.

Day Sixty Two. Destruction Site.

Day Sixty One. Polaroids.

I'm trying to find an artist way to use the Polaroid. These pictures are not what I'm looking for. I was trying to get the flash to bounce off the window in the background. At $2.50 each, these are expensive experiments.

Day Sixty. Trouble.

Day Fifty Nine. Fire!

Len was burning leaves. It got...dramatic.

Day Fifty Eight. Queen Anne's Lace.

Day Fifty Seven. Maddie.

Day Fifty Six. Tools.

Day Fifty Five. Cement Blocks

Is it just me, or has there been an awful lot of gray in last few days?

Day Fifty Four. Gray Ball.

Day Fifty Three. Iver.

Day Fifty Two. Artsy Lampshade.

This is a lampshade at The Grand Traverse Pie Company (in Ann Arbor). The shade is nice enough, but I like how abstract this came out.

Day Fifty One. Neighbor Girl.

Day Fifty. Firewood.

Day Forty Nine. Twisted Stitches.

Day Forty Eight. ISR.

Another picture of my building, one side reflected in the other. The sculpture I am shooting (not much choice there) is called "Convergence", it's basically a 3D parallelogram and not one of the more exciting sculptures I've ever seen.

Day Forty Seven. Polaroid.

One of the few things I did last week was to make a trip down to our local resale/charity shop, where I found this lovely thing for a mere $3.00. Of course a single pack of film (10) runs $35.00, which is rather...expensive. I hear tell someone bought the Polaroid film factory and will start making the film again. In the meantime, there is always Poladroid.

Day Forty Six. The Eggs Have Landed.

You may have noticed that every picture from last week was from my house or yard. I didn't get out much. I also did not take a picture on Sunday. This is from Tuesday.

Day Forty Five. Red Grass.

I did not expect anything from this picture. I thought the texture on the wall would too overwhelming and the seed head too sparse, but I think it turned out really well. I did up the contrast a bit.

Day Forty Four. Foggy Morning.

There had been frost morning before I took this, so I took the camera out hoping for a nice frost picture. Instead we had fog, which was ok, too.

Day Forty Three. Goldfish.

What can I say. It got late.

Day Forty Two. Chilies.

Day Forty One. Geese.

I've been wanting to get a good picture of migrating geese. I'm pleased with how this came out, though I did crop a bit and there was a big wire running across the upper left corner. The sky is monocromatic enough that erasing it was not a problem.

Day Forty. Horses.

When I was 9 or 10 I tried to be obsessed with horses. My best friend at the time was and it seemed like the normal way to be. It didn't take. These guys live next door and Lizzy is obsessed, I think they would be just as happy to step on her head.

Day Thirty Nine. Lizzy.

As soon as Len left, Lizzy was on couch. I didn't have the heart to make her get off.

Day Thirty Eight. Dough.

Lame, I know. This was supposed to be Oatmeal Bread, instead it was two bricks. The chickens loved it.

Day Thirty Seven. Law School.

I will be uploading last week's pictures throughout the day.

This must be the most photographed place in Ann Arbor. A lot of senior pictures get taken here.

Bonus picture.

Taking a break

I haven't taken today's picture yet, and I am taking next week off of work. Posting from the land of dial-up will be pretty much impossible. So I won't be posting pictures until November 16.

This is not today's picture.

Day Thirty Six. Ants in an Alley

Isn't there a song called "Ants Marching"? Or something?

Day Thirty Five. Apple Stem.

Day Thirty Four. Bright Moon

The moon wasn't quite this bright last night, but in order for the glow and branches to show I had to bump up the exposure. I kind of like that it looks like the sun at midnight.

Day Thirty Three. Moon and Cranes

Technically, this is cheating, since I took this picture (and a whole bunch more, which can be seen here). However, I was also supposed to be at home vacuuming, not at a bird sanctuary taking a lot of terrible pictures (and a few decent ones), so I am counting this as today's picture.

Day Thirty Two. Train.

Because I can't decide, two pictures of the train.

I love the graffiti.

Day Thirty One. Fred's Nose

Day Thirty. At Work.

A bunch of reporters, learning about Census 2010.

Day Twenty Nine. The Mother Ship.

Len set up this little tableau. I think it looks a bit like the Mother Ship landed (the picture is titled Another Mother Ship because I took one on Wednesday. I like this one better.)

Day Twenty Eight. Question.

These question marks appeared all over campus this summer (as well as the word Who?). I don't know what they mean, but I find them kind of funny (if overly permanent).

Day Twenty Seven. Ginko.

Almost forgot!

Day Twenty Six. Still Life at Diner.

Day Twenty Five. Queen Anne's Lace.

Day Twenty Four. Mission Falls Yarn

I love Mission Falls yarn. It's so soft and cushy, and it's a machine washable 100% wool. This is now a baby hat.

Day Twenty Three. Spanish Tortilla.

This is what you have if it is 8:00 PM and you didn't take anything out of the freezer and you are drowning in eggs. Also, this is what you take a picture of if you didn't take any other pictures. Basically this is eggs, potatoes, onions and olive oil. It was ok. It needed more flavor (garlic), but this was a fast, easy, and not-so-bad-for-you dinner. Maybe not the best picture, though.

Day Twenty Two. Hillbilly Style.

This summer I found a really cool old Mountain Dew bottle for my Dew addict brother. Later I was out done by Len's sister, who found this one. The awesome cannot be denied.

Day Twenty One. Bike Lane.

Day Twenty. Red Leaves.

Day Nineteen. Fall is Photogenic.

Day Eighteen. Brussels Sprouts.

My dad, who did the cooking, hates Brussels Sprouts so we never had them when I was a kid. I love them. He also hates cooked spinach but loves it raw, I'm the opposite. Go figure.

Day Seventeen. Continental.

Edited to add: Len thinks this is from 1962 or 1963.

This was kind of lucky, I almost didn't have a picture for Saturday either. This lovely old boat is parked outside of my sister's apartment. To me, it marks the transition from the automobile's heyday of design (pre-1973) to it's low point in the 1980's. Len will know the year, but my guess is 1975ish?