I’m not sure what this is, but I believe it’s a brown-headed cowbird. I had some trouble with the bird identification guide online. Very tiny, easily startled bird. Very hard to get close enough for a shot, usually.
I’m not sure what this is, but I believe it’s a brown-headed cowbird. I had some trouble with the bird identification guide online. Very tiny, easily startled bird. Very hard to get close enough for a shot, usually.
All my spare brain power right now is going into working on the outline for a novel. I wish I had more to say—I probably will in a few days. To tide you over (and keep you coming back for more), here’s a b-side photo from my Yellowstone expedition earlier this year.
Compositionally, this photo is okay. What it really lacks is any kind of dynamic lighting. There’s a single light source in this photo—an overcast sky, which just hits everything with an equal light. No shadows anywhere, which makes for a pretty flat photo. I have a ton of photos like these where I’m happy with the composition, but I was just there at the wrong time of day. Once again—the secret to good photography is taking a lot of pictures and throwing away the bad ones.
I’m swamped with preparations and exhausted at the same time, so today, I’m just sending one link your way, chock full of eye candy:
Into The Dark: 100 Beautiful Examples of Night Photography
Which one’s your favorite? Mine is definitely “light and darkness.”
I came across two items last week that inspired me. We’ll start with this excellent comic about perceived truths vs the reality of things, “Monstrous Discrepancies” at Subnormality.
The most popular post I’ve written on this blog was“5 Lies Writers Believe about Editors.” I wrote it while I was working as the editor at Escape Pod, and in it, I wanted to point out some misconceptions and correct them, even it didn’t put us editors or authors in a positive light.
My post worked and attracted readers for a similar reason that I find this comic so compelling. The author/artist takes an observation that we’ve all had in our lives at some point and turns it just so, showing it from a unique, but nonetheless truthful way. Again, we go back to this idea that creative people need to react uniquely. Simple human truths can be so powerful in this kind of format. We recognize the universality of the ideas immediately. Instead of being trite, for me, they are profound. Your results my differ.
I don’t have a source or a credit for this photograph handy, so if you know the author of the image, please share it with me in the comments and I will update the post to reflect it. I’ve only clipped a small part of it for the post. Click on the thumbnail to be taken to the full image.
There are several really fantastic things about this clever photograph that immediately grabbed my brain, turned it upside, and shook it until the lunch money fell out of its pockets.
The composition is great. The rule of thirds says you don’t want your subject centered, but to pull off everything here, it makes sense. And it doesn’t matter that much, because you have these great guiding lines of the shadows of the legs leading you into the photograph from the edges. Plus, the dog is staring at the shadow, another visual indicator that leads the eye.
I’m also in awe of the patience and planning this took. Yes, the photo was taken with excellent timing, but to get that timing, I’m certain the photographer must have taken many photos to get the right one. I doubt this photo was an accident, although its genesis might have been. The photographer planned ahead for this. Not something I do often enough in my work. His or her perseverance paid off.
Once again, we encounter someone who has a unique way of seeing things. To have taken this simple street scene and turned into into a story—that takes unique perspective. Are these two fated lovers who have simply walked past one another with little more than a glance? Are they an ex couple passing without acknowledging one another, while their shadows an echo of the way they felt? What does it mean? It doesn’t have to mean anything, but it makes me wonder and daydream. In this day and age, good photography is not hard to find. I think I take a fair share of good photographs myself. But work like this, work that demands your attention for more than a second—that is something to which we can aspire. It rewards you for taking the time to consider it. For that, it really inspires me to do better with my visual work.
Today is my 32nd birthday.
I can’t say that I’m happy about it. But I’m coming to terms with it.
At this point in my life, birthdays for me are a reminder of my mortality. They ceased being about gifts when I was in my teens. For a while in my college years, I thought my birthday was bad luck due to a string of nasty events around my birthday, so I went out of my way to hide it from friends well into my late 20s. I’m past that nonsense, but I still grow melancholy.
I wanted to do so much more with my life than I have. It feels as if I have squandered the last ten years, even though I know this is not so. I have some wonderful things to show for my time. Nothing of serious consequence in the greater world, but… I am content with this.
It’s time that instead of doing things to impress other people and draw attention to myself out of some misguided sense that it would be a way of achieving a kind of immortality, I have instead determined that I will attempt to dedicate my remaining time towards living a life that I can look back on without regret. As my old boss used to say, each day is a gift, and it is up to us how we use them. I have long squandered them on things that I will not remember when my time comes to pass.
So today, in an attempt to live each day more fully, to connect more with the passage of time and develop more of a sense of being here in the now, I am launching my 365 day photography project. I am taking and selecting one photograph each day for the next year. There’s nothing original about it. Many people have done these before, but I have not. I At times, I will experiment with new techniques. Sometimes, I will probably not be able to get out of bed, and so I will be forced to find some interesting way of capturing the ceiling of my bedroom.
If you all, the audience, serves a purpose in this project, it is to keep me honest. I find that when you do something like this out in the open, you feel more dedicated to the task. I let myself down often enough, but it’s a motivator to avoid letting others down. Ultimately, however, this is a project I do for myself. You’re welcome to take pleasure from the project, and I hope you do. But I’m doing this for so many more reasons than usual.
The 365 project can be found here. You can follow it on twitter here.
So that’s my primary goal right now, on the road to turning 33. We’ll see how it goes.
I really needed to go for a walk this morning, so I headed over to a small nature area a mile away from my house for a walk. Everything is dead and stark, and not very photogenic. However, I found these snow-covered river rocks and I was captivated by their shape and the way the light defined it. Today’s photo, actually taken today. I think I am going to start a 365 project on Wednesday–that’s where you take and post a photo every day. Is there interest in that?
My life has turned into one long series of arguments with the cat over eating, interrupted with occasional bouts of work. Prior to the week before last, any discussion with my cat about eating would be about him eating too much. Now, he’s sick with unspecified liver problems, problems that would cost a minimum of $500 to diagnose further,possibly more. With the vet’s agreement, we’ve decided to take a more conservative route with him and see what we can do with just getting him stuffed with food–part of the problem, he said, was that he wasn’t eating.
Now, he doesn’t throw up anymore, that’s a good sign. But getting him to eat constantly is like arguing with a toddler. You can’t explain to him why he needs to eat. You can keep trying to trick him, but he catches on and I’m running out of methods. We even have this high calorie paste that we’re supposed to be able to get him to lick off his paws or whatnot, but we put some of that on and he just got pissed and let it stay there until it dried up and flaked off. Despite this, he seems to be acting fairly normal–certainly not acting as sick as he did when we took him into the vet first. I just don’t know what to do with him. He feels bony. When the vet calls today, I guess I will make more arrangements to have him in and weighed and given fluids.
Anyway, here’s another canyon photo. Last one, I think, until I go back some time. Which at the rate this cat is costing me money, will be 2015.

Clockpunk Studios is now open for business. After several weeks of fitting in among the rest of my projects, I’ve finally gotten the site to the point where I feel comfortable in doing a “soft” launch to my readers and friends here at the ol’ personal blog.
I still have some little things here and there to work out–like most any website, it’s a work in progress. If you notice something that looks obviously broken, I hope you will please let me know. If you do, please tell me which platform and browser you are using so I can narrow down the problem.
How are things different from my normal mode of operation? Not that much. I have a rolodex of other freelancers to pitch in and help out if necessary, but for the most part, Clockpunk Studios is me. I’m expanding my advertised services with this site, and I’ve tried to present it all nicely with a good portfolio.
So if you’re looking for a web designer, I’m available at reasonable rates. Even if you’re not, you could help me out by blogging about this and linking to the site itself. And if you used the phrase “websites for authors” or “websites for writers” as your anchor text to help me build my google juice well, I’ll love you forever. If you’re an existing client, I’ll give you a $10 credit to your account for blogging about the new site. Just shoot me an email with the link.
This represents a whole new level of dedication on my part towards freelancing. It’s scary, but thrilling. I can’t wait to see where this leads.