Not one new gallery but two.
Taking a walk on the seawall last week, at sunset:
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Not one new gallery but two:
Not one new gallery but two.
Taking a walk on the seawall last week, at sunset:
Seriously, what the hell?
Seriously, what the fuck? A nerdy vampire called Igor? A Christian girl called Faith repelling Igor like a 15th level Cleric? Igor accepting Jesus and becoming human? That’s kind of over the top even for Chick. Just what are potential convertees supposed to get out of this? Or should I not be applying Earth logic to this?
The Queer Film Festival is in full swing. Last night I they showed The Coast is Queer, a showcase of shorts by local filmmakers that’s become an annual tradition. There was so much excellent material this year that it’s hard to pick a favourite, but I’d have to go with David C. Jones’ Laugh At Me. Which, good news, has been on YouTube for a while
The Queer Film Festival is in full swing. Last night I they showed The Coast is Queer, a showcase of shorts by local filmmakers that’s become an annual tradition. There was so much excellent material this year that it’s hard to pick a favourite, but I’d have to go with David C. Jones’ Laugh At Me.
Honourable mentions go to Hirsute (I’m a sucker for a good time-travel mind-screw), the sexily, dykily hilarious Jane Blonde, and the deliciously creepy Bathroom Mirror.
I gotta say, being unemployed in the West End at this time of year has its up sides.
So I learned a lesson: on Wednesday, (the previous Wednesday) I was experimenting with relatively short exposure times, about 1/4 sec. That had given me good results the first time, but this week I wasn’t doing so well. China’s show didn’t have a lot of big showy ‘splosions like Canada’s, instead focusing on short, small bursts that disappeared quickly. I thought it was quite neat and original, but a lot more challenging to shoot. I ended up being disappointed by most of those photos, and had to rethink my strategy.
So I learned a lesson: on Wednesday, (just like the previous Wednesday) I was experimenting with relatively short exposure times, about 1/4 sec. That had given me good results the first time, but this week I wasn’t doing so well. China’s show didn’t have a lot of big showy ‘splosions like Canada’s, instead focusing on short, small bursts that disappeared quickly. I thought it was quite neat and original, but a lot more challenging to shoot. I ended up being disappointed by most of those photos, and had to rethink my strategy.
See, I realised fireworks aren’t just about colour and light, they’re about motion too. Short exposures don’t really show them off properly, and that’s if I get a good shot. Plus, there’s too much pixel noise. But wouldn’t you know, my camera has a setting just for fireworks? I’d tried it only once on the 23rd, then abandoned it though it produced an awesome picture. But yeah, it really does work a lot better than all my fiddling. I’ll keep that in mind for next year.
I took this shot after grass volleyball last Wednesday:
I took this shot after grass volleyball last Wednesday:
I got the composition right, with no need to crop, but the umbrella that originally caught my eye was overwhelmed by the busy highrise all around it, already coloured goldish by the setting sun. So I did something I’d never done before: actual post-processing. Nothing too elaborate, I just oversaturated the umbrella and blue sky, then desaturated the rest of the building. (Update 28.07.2008: And then a bit of perspective correction)
Still, this was a big step for me. I’d always felt post-processing was a kind of cheat—maybe because I never really learned how to do it? But the fact is, cameras doesn’t see in the same way people do. And I realize it’s worth the time to learn more tricks of the trade, to create photos that look like what my eye sees.
(This post was inspired by Seriocomic, an amazing photoblog I discovered recently.)
Last Wednesday I saw the first installment of the Celebration of Light. It was amazing, though far too short. On the bright side, I found a good spot to set up my camera–not as close as I would have liked, but I had a perfect view.
Last Wednesday I saw the first installment of the Celebration of Light. It was amazing, though far too short. On the bright side, I found a good spot to set up my camera–not as close as I would have liked, but I had an absolutely perfect view.
Taking these photos was a bit of a challenge. My camera’s ISO sensitivity only goes up to 800, and I had to do a lot of fiddling with exposure times and whatnot to get the best shots. And for some reason my camera sometimes just wouldn’t focus properly. I eventually had to trash about half of my photos, but oh, well, that’s what digital cameras are for. Had to do a lot more post-processing than usual, too; apart from the standard cropping and resizing, almost all the pictures had noise that needed to be smoothed out.
But it was all worth it. My first fireworks pictures, folks!
…literally. Or I was until Sunday night.
…literally. Or I was until Sunday night.
See, while playing volleyball on Sunday afternoon, I inadvertently demonstrated a basic principle of Physics: gases will expand when heated. Here’s how I set up the experiment: a week before, my arms got pretty sunburned because I forgot to put sunscreen on them. By last weekend they were healing, and ready to peel. This time I made sure to put on sunscreen but pretty soon I noticed tons of little blisters on the burned areas. It actually looked pretty cool, a microscopic landscape of itty-bitty bubbly hills and mountain ranges. My theory is that tiny air pockets, trapped under the loosening skin and sunscreen, just started expanding. These blisters didn’t hurt, and disappeared soon after I got out of the sun leaving only whiter spots of dead skin.
And now my arms are peeling with a vengeance. I should probably stop picking at it, but I love the barely audible crinkly sound peeling skin makes when I pull it off. It’s… soothing.
Yeah, I think I need help.
Check it out. Like, now. Neil Patrick Harris as a mad scientist? Disturbingly sexy.
Check it out. Like, now. Neil Patrick Harris as a mad scientist? Disturbingly sexy.
On Monday morning, the power went out in part of Gastown and downtown. Specifically, the part where my work was. Surprise holiday! I spent it walking around a bit, running some errands, and going to the Art Gallery. There was an exhibit on comics, anime and cartoons which… but more about that later.
Today the power was still out. So, I called up my friend Sandra (who had the summer off, being a teacher) and we hung out for the day.
On Monday morning, the power went out in part of Gastown and downtown. Specifically, the part where my work was. Surprise holiday! I spent it walking around a bit, running some errands, and going to the Art Gallery. There was an exhibit on comics, anime and cartoons which… but more about that later.
Today the power was still out. So, I called up my friend Sandra (who had the summer off, being a teacher) and we hung out for the day. In the morning we drove all the way down to Crescent Beach in Surrey and checked out the beautiful scenery, including wildlife I’d never seen before around Vancouver.
Then we went to see Kung Fu Panda, which was hella fun. Then a spot of Guitar Hero (Aerosmith edition). Not a bad birthday.