Two of three isn’t bad, but the missing part made this event special. In the early morning of the last day in January, the second full moon of the month was setting. The eclipse – well, that was for other people to see. This is a composite image of two different images. The first image exposed for the clouds, the second image exposed for the moon. This combination was then converted to a black and white image.
I was driving to northern New Jersey for a Christening. I figured, what the heck, wake up early, try to get to Bombay Hook National Wildlife Refuge by sunrise, and watch the sun rise. The sun and the clouds and the sky cooperated.
I came for the birds, and ended up with the sun.
A series of four paintings at the National Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C. A beautiful, inspirational set of paintings that depict the stages of life – from infancy to old age
There are two exhibits at the National Gallery of Art that I wanted to see. “Vermeer and the Masters of Genre Painting” was an interesting and eye opening display of the willingness of great painters to borrow ideas from one another. The “Posing for the Camera” exhibit allowed me to see for myself some notable prints by great photographers. Of course, everyone was intently looking at the great masterpieces.
Images from “Posing for the Camera”
Paintings from the “Vermeer and the Masters of Genre Painting” exhibit
And the painting by the stairwell, Salvador Dali’s “The Last Supper.”
Outside the museum, proof that red is a beautiful color.
A beautiful flower is a wondrous thing. Such beauty did not come about by accident. It is a product of careful nurturing, sprouting from roots lovingly cared for by someone who truly loved what they were doing. And when it finally emerges, it is stunning to behold. Those who truly appreciate its beauty know the love that is in full display. When you find that special flower, it will be something that you will always treasure. A lifetime is never enough.
We went to Times Square hours after the parade ended. Near midnight, the crews were busy cleaning up the trash (and there was A LOT of TRASH!) and the police were moving the barriers down. People still milled around in copious quantities, buoyed by the food that rests deep inside their stomachs, the frenzied energy of the holiday season beginning to take root. A man plays his saxophone while countless people mill about the food trucks and billboard signs that drown out the stars in the night sky. New York, the city that never sleeps. Frenzied strolls along the well lit avenues. Electric is the word.
Taking a picture of a candle isn’t particularly exciting. To add a little zest to the standard lit candle image, I used a macro lens and a longer than one second exposure to capture the flame moving around. And since the picture was indoors, blowing on the candle ever so slightly introduced the requisite amount of motion to capture the dancing candle light.