October 20, 2014 § Leave a comment
October 18, 2014 § 1 Comment
Last spring Mom suggested I take more photos of colorful flowers. I reminded her I had lots of photos of flowers. She said, “You can never have too many pictures of flowers.”
Today we were on a walk. She pointed ahead to a brilliant red bush and said I should take a picture. I said I already had so many photos of leaves. She said, “You can never have too many photos of colorful leaves.”
Right again, Mom. You have to enjoy the beautiful times of year while they last, for they are fleeting.
Note: She also suggested I take a photo of the leaves looking through her Jackie O. sunglasses. Cool.
October 17, 2014 § 9 Comments
October 16, 2014 § 4 Comments
Two elementary-aged boys, enjoying a day off school, approached me as I took photographs this afternoon in Brooklyn. It’s an old part of my hometown, a section I never really explored until I started taking photos regularly a few years ago.
The boys were inquisitive and charmed me with their constant chatter, moving effortlessly from one topic to the next. If I’d stayed all afternoon, they would have entertained me with their imaginations as well as tales of their lives, neighborhood, and ambitions.
I’ve interspersed pieces of our conversation with some of the photos I took.
Boy 1: I got this bike for free.
Boy 2: No, you didn’t. Just the tire.
Boy 1: Uh-uh. The whole thing was free.
Boy 2: No, just the tire.
Boy 1: I saw you taking photographs over there.
Camille: Do you like taking pictures?
Boy 1: Nah. I like bikes.
Camille: Are you enjoying having a day off from school?
Boy 1: Yeah. It’s okay, but Christmas vacation is better, because you get 15 days off.
Camille: And summer. Summer you get a big break.
Boy 1: Well, yeah, summer. That’s a given. That’s like 94 days off.
Boy 1: I’ve climbed every tree in this neighborhood. My grandparents live in Alaska.
Boy 2: My brother lives in Alaska too.
Camille: Have either of you been to Alaska?
Boy 1: No. I’ve been to Wisconsin, but that doesn’t count because it’s attached to Minnesota.
Boy 2: I haven’t been to any other state.
Camille: Do you like living in this neighborhood?
Boys 1 and 2: Yes!
Boy 1: But people steal your stuff. That’s why my dad joined the army, so people wouldn’t try stealing from us.
[As I'm taking a photo of an old shed]
Boy 1: That burned.
Boy 1: Oh, about five years ago. You can go in there if you want. You don’t need to be scared.
Camille: I’ll pass.
Boy 1: Someone told me there were big snakes living in there, but I went in and stayed for two hours and didn’t see any snakes.
Boy 2: We could make it into a house! We could live in there.
October 15, 2014 § 6 Comments
I’ve made it to the final day of my color experiment. Indigo was difficult to pinpoint in terms of hue, but violet won the prize for hardest to find. But it’s out there, and I took liberties to include everything from lilac to purple to eggplant to plum.
All photos were taken today in northern Minnesota on an exquisite autumn day. Moderate temps, full sun, and changing leaves made for a beautiful landscape, and based on the drive north, I’m guessing the entire state is bathed in fabulous color.
October 14, 2014 § Leave a comment
What best defines indigo? Bluish-purple? Purplish-blue? I don’t quite know. A search on Google pulls up multiple hues of each. Ultimately, I chose to use Crayola’s definition as a guide.
Most of the photos were taken today throughout St. Paul and on Minneapolis’s Franklin Avenue.