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'last week, I went to a getMETAsmart event put on by The Stock Artists Alliance at Seattle Pacific Univ. If your photography of any value - any kind of value... you need to know this stuff. The presentation was excellent. I'm changing some things I'm doing and will be adding more... ad hoc quid pro quo so little time so much to know... and on my ferry ride home aboard the WA State Ferry Kitsap, I recorded this as well as many others. That boat has a strange vibration to it different than the others I noticed it when the camera was at my eye and me rising up slightly on my toes to dampen most of the inherent vibration transferred through the deck... actually exchanging vibration for muscle motion... (and depending on how much coffee and time on the feet... no alcohol involved but it might have helped steady or not) and it also seems to move through the water differently... it's flow, I mean... (or it may have been someone that steers differently)... </tangent>
Seattle spring night from the ferry Kitsap enroute to Bremerton
©2009 Ed BookCamera Canon EOS-1Ds Mark II lens 24mm exposure 1/4 sec @ f/4 ISO 3200 key things here are the very slow for hand held camera at age 61 62 on a moving ferry and it's compensation of using an image stabilized lens and very wide (for full frame sensor) lens.... I also rose up on the balls of my feet and leaned against a bulkhead (nautical name for 'wall"). Because I was using such a wide angle lens my position wasn't nearly as far as it appears in the image. I was close enough that I was looking up at the buildings. You can see the slight tilting of the tall buildings due to perspective distortion from pointing the camera upward. Peace Tags: -print available-, metadata, motion, nautical, night, puget sound, wa
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 ©2007 Ed Book I once served in the Navy... so many years ago that it seems it was a different lifetime or dream recalled. Between a year+ of electronics schools and another year+ of nuclear propulsion schools I spent a few months here and there aboard a few ships working as an Electronics Technician. One of the jobs given to the newbies was go out on the yardarms to repair antenna that lived in that rare air out there. I had a problem with it though. Although I loved getting high (physically), until that point in time, I had an intense fear of heights. Climbing the stairs of a fire tower, after a few stories, my feet would refuse to allow me to lift them to the next stair-tread, my fingers would grip the handrail so tightly that they would cramp. I could only loosen their grip if I was backing down. When given the chore to go aloft, I told of my fear and was told to take my time and use multiple safety lines and just do it. I was always game for trying... I put on three sets of safety lines and went aloft... I spent hours up there on the mast trying to get the courage to go out on the yardarm where the antenna I was to repair snickered at me. I couldn't do it and climbed down. My chief was understanding and said I could try again the next morning... I did, and again I failed but at least I enjoyed the view and the welcome breeze in the June heat. The third day, I tried again and inch at a time I conquered that yardarm. I got out there by not looking down. Luckily the ship didn't move and the wind didn't blow the man down. After the work was complete, I looked down... no big deal, I was so high on my accomplishment and the fact that I was so physically high that the ground appeared as if I was in a low flying airplane. I should mention that the ship I was on was the aircraft carrier USS America in the shipyard in Portsmouth, VA and the yardarm I had navigated was 250 feet up. The following few days the shipyard put up scaffolding to the top of the mast so it could be painted and the job would have been much easier... My chief had been both messing with me and giving me confidence. My division was the owner of the mast and all the electronic equipment - communications and radar antenna and we had to paint it all too. Almost everyone in my division refused to do the high work and I volunteered. I spent the summer aloft in the cool breeze with a view and a few friends... Our chief was afraid to go aloft himself to check on us so when the job was finished, we lingered a few more weeks till they took down the scaffolding... When the scaffolding was in place I didn't feel the need for a safety line let alone the three that I started with. Remind me sometime to tell of the time we dropped a five gallon bucket of redlead paint onto the flight deck from up there... and what we painted on the top of the TACAN raydome at the top of the mast that only the helo pilots could read. and what we left up there as a pennant on the lightning rod... bad boy after that, I had no problems with heights till I fell forty feet while rock climbing. Peace Tags: -print available-, alpenglo, nautical, puget sound, wa, whidbey island
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 ©2007 Ed Book'spent the past week helping Charles Needle with a closeup photography workshop up on Whidbey Island at the Coupeville Arts Center. It was a busy week with classroom time and visits to a few locations on the island to do field work. I signed up for this workshop as an assistant to be a student but because 20 students are more than a handful for one instructor, I didn't take my Canon SLR out till after the workshop ended. I did enjoy myself helping and kibitzing, giving assistance and ideas to the students and it was an especially rewarding experience for me. More about that later because I was seriously sleep deprived and a cold tripped me and beat me up. Today, I slept all day listening to my body. I stayed on Whidbey Island an additional day after the workshop and Charles and I visited one of the gardens again to record a few GBs of images for ourselves. On Saturday, the brig, Lady Washington and her consort, the ketch, Hawaiian Chieftain arrived for a few days of tall ships in Coupeville and I was there on the dock to make some images at sunset. Peace Tags: -print available-, alpenglo, nautical, puget sound, wa, whidbey island
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This past week, I attended an Eddie Soloway workshop on Whidbey Island. It was a good experience for me with an excellent and insightful instructor and sharing and talented fellow students. I highly recommend Eddie's book One Thousand Moons with photographs that I can best describe as inspiring. (you know I make good recommendations)I returned home from Whidbey Island via the Keystone-Port Townsend ferry across Admiralty Inlet and then south on the Olympic Peninsula and across the Hood Canal floating bridge to my home here on the Kitsap Peninsula. Because of holiday traffic, I had to wait about three hours in the queue while three sailings whittled at the waiting line of cars, trucks, and motorhomes. I worked on my laptop, read, and dozed while I waited in the rain. This time of year, there is only one ferry on the run and I imagine that the weather caused it to fall a couple hours behind schedule in it's expected half hour crossing. I could have returned home from the other end of the state in the time it took to travel the sixty-some miles. Here's a photo I made a couple days ago looking out across the Strait of Juan de Fuca toward the Pacific of the USS Stennis. I think it's home ported in Everett but it could have been in the shipyard in Bremerton about a dozen miles from here. (I try to avoid Bremerton and the shipyard in particular so probably wouldn't have noticed if it had been there.) (many years ago, I served on one of these aircraft carriers as a nuclear reactor operator and crossed the Pacific a couple times as well as all over the South China Sea, Tonkin Gulf and Gulf of Cambodia.) 
USS Stennis in the Strait of Juan de Fuca ©2006 Ed Book Peace Tags: nautical, ocean, sky, sunset, whidbey island
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Puget Sound from Whidbey Island, WA ©2006 Ed Book Last week, I was at the Coupeville Arts Center on Whidbey Island and when leaving, I stopped by Ft Casey to look around... Photo by Pentax S40 digital camera. My home is across the water beyond the ship. To get to Whidbey Island, I drive north about twenty miles and across the Hood Canal Floating Bridge to the Olympic Peninsula. Then, I drive north another thrirty miles to Port Townsend where I catch the ferry across Admiralty Inlet to Keystone on Whidbey Island. while I've got your attention look here (I approved this ad)) Peace Tags: landscape, mount rainier, nautical, panorama, puget sound, waterflow, whidbey island
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 'on keeping with no snow posting today... I made this photograph almost 27 years ago about five miles from here at Seabeck Bay. A fishing boat had been purposely run aground so the bottom could be scraped free of barnacles and other clingy stuff... I happened along that morning after a long and hyper night shift at the shipyard doing some very noisy and high energy steam safety valve testing on one of the nuc ships. I was too wired to go to sleep so took a drive to make some photographs. I found this scene when I was walking along the water's edge and was particularly drawn to the reddish color in the Red Alder forest... the catkins were forming as they do mid-winter every year... an early harbinger of spring. I should mention that this image was made with a Bronica S2A medium format camera with some unremembered print film. A printed version was displayed on the wall for many years and then thinking it beyond it's photograph life from fading, I removed it... later to scan on a flatbed scanner to revive the image by using it as the basis for a digital watercolor painting. Of course, it looks totally different in full size on paper... here the colors look blocky and blotchy...some things that display well on paper don't see justice in small compressed jpgs... Peace Tags: -print available-, about me, digital manipulation, digital painting, forest, kitsap peninsula, landscape, nautical, puget sound, trees, waterflow, winter
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