Saturday, May 20, 2006

Trash In Infrared

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A paintbucket in the woods, captured
in the infrared spectrum using a Sony F717.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Rainwater

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The drought may be over across much
of the state, but in my area we're still several
inches of rain below where we are supposed to be.
Last week it rained a lot one night.
I don't know exactly how much because we don't
have a rain gauge, but it was a lot.
I had left this trash barrel in my back yard by
accident, at the perfect spot to catch the water
running off our roof.
Didn't notice it until the next night, so when I
went to drag it onto the patio it almost pulled
my arm out of the socket because instead of
a pound or two it must have weighed 270+.
(30-something gallons at 8lbs/gal.)
Should have had my flashlight with me, messing around
outside in the dark.
I siphoned-off the water onto the dry patches of
our lawn, which was decent compensation for my
sore shoulder.

Friday, May 12, 2006

Night Shift

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Location: The alley behind some random nightclub
Time: 3:29am
Subject: Having a smoke while waiting to get paid
Camera: Sony F717 f2 .5sec ISO100 handheld
Fast-Edited with: IrfanView and NeatImage
Inspired By: mrobertson

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

I Like Surprises

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While prowling around the repair facilities
just northeast of downtown I found this short string
of bad-ordered (broken) railcars.
Having never looked inside a gondola car before, I stood
on my tiptoes on the rail and set my lens on the top edge,
twisted the F717's body down so I could see the LCD screen,
and fired-off a few exposures.
Imagine my surprise when I got home and uploaded the day's
results and found a choice bit of editorial brilliance
scrawled on the inside wall.
For the normal people who read this blog: CSX is one of a
handful of mega-railroads that merged-with and bought-out
most of the popular and romantic and historical lines,
creating oversized behemoths with lousy service and
zero personality.
In these parts, Union Pacific is the only game in town.
Fuck them, too.