28 Moons: Blog https://www.28moons.com/blog en-us Renee Wallace Wilson (28 Moons) Sun, 11 Apr 2021 18:20:00 GMT Sun, 11 Apr 2021 18:20:00 GMT https://www.28moons.com/img/s/v-12/u53372021-o621831227-50.jpg 28 Moons: Blog https://www.28moons.com/blog 80 120 Journal: Beauty Inside of Chaos https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/4/beauty-inside-of-chaos

The tree stands strong out of the scrub,

Choose to live strong.

As my mother always told me, stand out from the crowd.

Dare to be noticed for who you are.

Know that there are no safe places when you do.

Don't get tangled in the weeds.

So, be a force.

Let the force be with you.


The image was shot with the lensbaby twist 60

(28 Moons) landscape lensbaby lensbaby twist 60 tree https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/4/beauty-inside-of-chaos Sun, 11 Apr 2021 18:19:45 GMT
Putting A Twist On Things https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/4/putting-a-twist-on-things

I bought a bunch of lensbabies with my covid check, getting excited about the oncoming spring after a long, hermetic winter with the pandemic. I wanted to do something creative and different and lensbaby called out my name.  I dunno. I could go home with my head hanging low, figuring that I should stick with the lenses I have. I looked at some of my macro shots that I took with my traditional macro lens and they were ordinary. If I haven't said it before, then let me state that I want to spend some time in the lensbaby environment and journal it.


This experience is not without its challenges!


I looked at the lensbaby photos and they were sketchy with the exception of a few. "They say" that there is a learning curve.  OK, I'll accept that. So here's the story attached to this photograph:


I was shooting in an old, isolated cemetery. This is the back road in the cemetery leading out. I've been in there before and it's spooky. Once you get on this route, you are never sure where it takes you or when you will get out of there. If there is mud and you get stuck, there isn't anyone who will come to your immediate rescue. You worry about what will jump out at you when you are inside of this path.


The cemetery is, overall, eerie. When you hear wild life step on a stick, your radar goes up. I've been jarred by a deer jumping out of the woods, only to disappear before I could get a camera on it.


So, there I was with nobody around, walking among some very old trees and cemetery stones. This place has a lot of rich people from back in the day and by that I mean the 1800s and some from the 1700s and some from last week. 


I spotted a very old fir tree with wild violets growing under it: purple violets and white violets. I wanted to take some of the white violets home because they were unusual and, afterall, they were wild - God's children find homes wherever they will. The birds were chirping softly. There was nobody around. I didn't have a spade, but there was a screw driver in the car.


As soon as I attempted to dig out a little plant, the birds went wild. I mean, they were screaming wild. I felt like I was in a horror movie.  Who says cemeteries aren't haunted. 


The lensbaby was giving me that dream-like visual that I could show you of something I'd see in my sleep while I was awake. 


This photograph was shot with the lensbaby twist 60 straight lens on Canon Mark IV

(28 Moons) black and white isolation landscape lensbaby woods https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/4/putting-a-twist-on-things Sun, 11 Apr 2021 17:59:49 GMT
Journal: Living In The Country https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/chasing-the-right-photo

It used to take me forty-five minutes to drive six miles to work when I lived in L.A., but I was used to it and the freedom of living an urban life was well worth it. In Upstate New York, it can take me forty-two minutes to drive one way to the UPS store to drop off a package and the choices I have to find things to occupy my time are limited or challenging.  While everyone is fleeing my beloved state, I have to pass along that 45 years of urban living is an adjustment even after six years in Upstate New York.


In the city, boredom was seldom an issue. I would get into my car, drive to downtown L.A. and shoot architecture and street photography. Most photographers in this area shoot birds and butterflies and they are very happy with that.


I cringe!


When I first moved here, I drove my best friend, Roger, to the Adirondacks. He asked me when we would get to the mountains and I confessed that "we are here." They did not rival the High Sierra by any stretch.  


Yesterday, I was looking at the camera that I  bought at the top of this year and wondered why I didn't get out and shoot much anymore. It is easy to set up a little studio in the bedroom and play with lights and ratios, but it's not the same.  I have been missing those spontaneous times when I was able to get up and go any where at any time. I could walk a couple of blocks and have some awesome urban night photography. Presently, my downtown looks like a ghost town and it acts like one, too. 


My first love has always been street photography, but now I complain that there can be a shortage of people to shoot. People who visit L.A. complain that people don't get out of their cars, but there are people -- millions of them. You will run into many at some point, some time becuase they do get out of their cars. 


My energy is shifting and that might not be a bad thing. At forst. there was a narrowing of my vision  and accompanying frustration. When I left LAX and thought that the airport in Syracuse was nothing more than a driveway. I had to be reloaded to a prop jet in order to get here.


When we find interesting people, they are wonderful! All people in all situations are exciting to photograph and their candid capture is always a gift.  The opportunities are not as numerous, but when they come, they are surely appreciated.


In closing, here is the word for today:  Grattitude. 

Seek and you will find.


(28 Moons) black and white candid photography country country living portrait photography spontaneous https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/chasing-the-right-photo Tue, 23 Mar 2021 12:25:37 GMT
Journal: Today Is Supposed To Be Tax Day https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/journal-today-is-supposed-to-be-tax-day  

Today is supposed to be "tax day" and most of my papers are in order and waiting for the appropriate time to be piled into proper slots for the accountant. 


I had a couple of errands to run and I took my lensbaby composer pro ii with the sweet 50 to the cemetery to photograph the obvious. It is a subject I've overdone in the past, but it was quick and convenient. The upshot was that most of the shots I took in the cemetery were those of things laying on the ground.


Don't get me wrong. I surely photograph a lot of nature and I get mightily sick of doing that. I used to be a people photographer and I miss it, especially since I moved from a big city to a small town. My life embraces the cats indoors, the cats outdoors and the garden. My neighborhood is almost rough, so there are a lot of characters moving about, but that doesn't mean the best of them would allow me to take photographs.  


I walked a bit up and down the sidewalk. The spring weather is making the day refreshing and the house next door has several people on the front porch. I talked a little bit. I pulled the camera out and did some flower shots in their pretty garden and then I started to aim the camera at them, not knowing how they would take to it, but they did.  The magic was in printing out the pictures and giving them to the group. 

They were happy. I was happy to work with the lensbaby,

Geez, I want to do more portraits. Flowers always show up. People ... well ... that's a harder capture. 


(28 Moons) lensbaby local portrait selective focus sweet 50 https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/journal-today-is-supposed-to-be-tax-day Mon, 22 Mar 2021 19:34:01 GMT
Journal: Documenting Life https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/journal-documenting-life

I read that the only person who is interested in your street photography is you.


Is that true?

I guess that it all depends.


When I left Los Angeles to live in a small town, there wasn't much inspiration. Most people in the region take to bird photography or butterflies.  


"They" say that street photography is cliche and that it has been done and overdone. To that sort of thinking, let me ask how many cardinals can you photograph on a snowy day? What's the cardinal's story? Sunflower seeds, ughm, yum, somebody left me some sunflower seeds.  That's about it.


I continually promise myself that I will take back to the street even without the expansion of a greater urban life that is not part of my current status. It's a challenge in a small town.  In my "soccer mom" town of eleven thousand, the populace live the back yard suburban life to which I am a total stranger. Taking photos is almost a crime if they spot you with a camera in hand. They're into their kids and their kids' sports. If you get a deer in the headlights, it's a real deer, my dearest.


I had that happen and that was shock and awe and a lot of damage to my car.


What does a city girl do? She gets out of her car, walks up to the injured deer and apologizes profusely.  She does this once because the locals will inform her that the deer could have gained footing and kicked the SH-you know what - out of her, 


I believe that a good picture tells a plentiful story. In recent times, my "story" has focused more on emotion. Shooting woodland, landscape or botanical pushes me to find a fanciful or emotional element.  


I used to force myself to go out and challenge the safer boundaries that I knew.  I'd go to the equestrian center and shoot jumpers in manual mode. Fellow photographers didn't believe that I did that and often wondered why I would do it, but my reasons were direct. I believe that you can develop an intuitive response. This is different from a feeling response you might have with nature. It has more to do with being in life and knowing when your moment presents itself.


Let's put it this way:  You might one day get up and decide to go looking for middle earth and you might find some things that might leave you clues. This propels you to read more sci fi or essoterical books and to rent every movie that can send you to another world. You might start staring into crowds looking for the aliens who are passing among us. I mean by "aliens" those from another world, not ours. You might find one and that might be the money shot.  The idea is to train for the moment. Why bother? You bother because it puts your squarely into life. You suddenly realize that outside of your headphones, outside of you, there is more living going on and it's always telling a story.


Street photography can only happen because you put yourself out there. I don't mean that you go down to the skate park and be the next photographer shooting what's cool to the nth degree. You don't need to document culture unless you see a shift or unrecognized part of it. My approach and my advice is to never join "a tribe" or we will fall into that hole that it's been done before. 


When we fall into a trap of "identity" we fail ourselves with creativity. The "manual focus" mode of the brain is in finding the alien in the crowd and that is most definitely a money shot. If you hit a deer and you feel you need to get out of your car and apologize profusely, somebody needs to tell you how stupid your preconceptions are. You apologize for nothing. You never assume that the other party -- man, animal, alien -- live by our code. 


If the only people who find our street photography interesting is merely ourselves, then go for it! When you go to the street, you go to connect beyond your safe zone.  We all  learn to bend like a branch in the waves of life. Then, we will not break from rigidity of thought or lack of creativity. Go do it.


(28 Moons) street photography https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/journal-documenting-life Sat, 20 Mar 2021 19:40:32 GMT
Journal: Wrong Starts https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/lensbaby-around-the-house

Working with the Lensbaby Composer II Sweet 50 takes a lot of practice. I took my eye glasses off and put my eye up to the viewfinder of my camera. Things looked perfect.  I forgot that I adjusted the view to accommodate the eye glasses.  Things weren't so perfect after the fact. 


It's been quite a morning. Things have been going wrong from the start.


My 20 year old Siamese cat has been sick and so I've been giving him antibiotics which are making his health bounce back.  His vet, in a phone consultation, figured we had nothing to lose by trying to give him something. The two tigers stayed close by for well over a week as he retreated to the master bedroom. His time might be coming and I will never be ready for it.


Mr. Lucky has always been a "bulldog."  I have been told that mean cats live a long time.  All of this week, I wondered what happened to his stubborn will. He didn't even have it in him to give either of the tigers the stink eye.


I once had a boss who lived to be 102 and he was mighty mean. Mr. Baker's maid used to say that he was so mean that God didn't want him.


Two days ago, I woke up and Lucky was in bed with me downstairs. His appetite was big, but he hadn't left any litter box treasures yet. The vet was hoping that I could get something up in my fingers and test it. I didn't think that was such a good idea. I'd take the cat's word for it if he'd do his business.


This morning, this cat pooped my pants. Yes, that's right. I know, it is too much information.  While I was medicating him, he left something on my jeans which are now going through several cycles of wash just in case. Let's just say that I might be gagging, but I'm glad he had it in him. Welcome back to the world of the living, my precious cat!


It might be a good day to get out and see if I can find some interesting things to shoot with that lensbaby.

(28 Moons) black and white lensbaby soft focus still life sweet 50 https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/lensbaby-around-the-house Fri, 19 Mar 2021 13:57:57 GMT
Journal: Soft Focus Cosmos https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/soft-focus-cosmos  

If  you follow UFOs around your back yard, then good for you. I am sure you have tales to tell.  If you watch too much cable television, let your political views stay there. Learn how to depart. Perhaps something more needs to enter your mind and your photography.  If you believe and if you do the things that drive you past another fixed idea, then continue, please. Follow your instincts. If you do any of it or all of that, then let me welcome you to the club of night crawlers in the world of artistic photography. Don't be confused. Artistic photography, manipulation of photography and all that you think came along with the introduction of photoshop was invented before any of us were born, so we didn't think it up. We were given an opportunity to discover it and embrace it.

Working with the Lensbaby Velvet 56 creates some amazing effects. Purity, soft focus and pictorialism are a form of creativity that is sometimes revived and sometimes pushed to the back side of history. Using a lensbaby straight out of the camera can be either a starting point or an end point. 

(28 Moons) Lensbaby Velvet 56 https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/soft-focus-cosmos Mon, 15 Mar 2021 19:21:00 GMT
Journal: Dreaming https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/lensbaby-velvet-56

I have heard that it is important to shoot what we feel, not what we see.

The things that we see come through our eyes.

The things that we feel are cosmic.

This is an important consideration because both come together in the form of creativity.

Here is where art departs from logic


it's important to let logic, standing on its own, take a rest.


The photo  at the top was shot with a Velvet 56 on a crop sensor with a very wide aperture. A bubbly texture was added, color was adjusted, saturation was adjusted. The second photo is a macro shot, using a 90mm lens.

(28 Moons) abstract dream dreaming dreams floral focus lensbaby soft Surreal velvet velvet 56 https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/lensbaby-velvet-56 Fri, 12 Mar 2021 19:48:25 GMT
Journal: Fake Flowers https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/fake-out  


Today has a hint of spring in it.  I have three female cats who were born under my porch last year. The girls have been living on my enclosed porch for two weeks after their spay. They have had the run of the porch, but are not allowed inside with the three indoor cats.


Today is beautiful and so I opened the door and let them go back outdoors. They are happy and excited, but still clinging a bit to me.  I tried to photograph something in the yard with the lensbaby Velvet 56.  At this time of year -- mid march -- there is some left over snow and a lot of brown "stuff."  


The girls took off on adventures and would return to me as I walked around the yard. Neighbors stopped in their cars or on the sidewalk to see that the girls were out again.  They are so popular.  I tried to take their portraits, but they were so animated with their new freedom that it was difficult to get them to settle down. I gave up on trying to find interest in the garden and I left the girls to muddy up and have fun.


I have tried to photograph fake flowers with no grand success.  Usually, the fabric texture ruins everything when I tried to shoot with a macro or regular lens.  I tried the Velvet 56, positioning the flower in front of a window. The subject was back lit which caused haze as well as the softness produced by the lens.  I am happy with the result!


(28 Moons) flower lensbaby soft focus Velvet 56 https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/fake-out Tue, 09 Mar 2021 20:27:37 GMT
Journal: Lensbaby 2.0 https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/lensbaby-2-0

Let's talk about vintage lensbaby. I am going to explore more about them since I just reinvested in the system again. 


Lensbaby lenses create their own sort of photography. At least, that's the company's mission statement.  Technically, you can do this in photoshop. The question is, do you want to take those extra steps. Do you get the resullts via post processing or does that silly little piece of plastic have some tricks up its crazy sleeve?


In order to get into a lesbsaby frame of mind, I would say that the best place to start that exploration is with an original. That's not to say that you would want to run out and buy the original, but that is also a consideration I would not readily dismiss if the current used price comes down. 


Back in the earlier days, buying a lensbaby and putting it on your camera was a bit of a disappointment. There was no digital information coming through to the back of the camera and it has no auto focus. This "drawback" has not changed.


We might conclude that from the mission statement of lensbaby that a world of creativity opens up to you straight out of the camera. It is certainly true that you can achieve many different results.


How could a little piece of plastic on a floppy/stretchy bellows do much? Can it do anything? Were we sucked into a hype? The company  continually manufactures more and more gimmicks at even higher prices. Lensbaby used to be $99 and now you're not going to get to the checkout for anything less than two or three hundred for a basic lens. By the time you have become drunk on youtubes, you might consider just about everything in excess of a thousand dollars.  God bless those covid stimulus checks. After being locked up for a year, a good sailor with a destination could use a good stimulus.... Be care, tread small, think back to Lensbaby 2.0 which was not their first issue, but so damn close.


The quick and easy assumption is that lensbaby 2.0 doesn't do much and that's why it was so cheap. Turn your computer off for a minute and take a "youtube" break just for now. Let's think about the lensbaby system and its genesis because on the low wrung, you can get in with a similar lens to the lensbaby 2.0 or you can spend your check on something more.


The only way you could focus  the LB2.0  was no better than trying to plunge a stopped up toilet and to shift things around at the same time, things that wanted to spring back into place after you moved things around. Very often, this cheap little lens didn't do what was intended. That is, unless you changed your plunging technique, but only if that dawned upon you. Nobody helps you out of a stopped up toiled scenario. There are many images on the interent/youtube showing you potential, but you still have to get up on your feet and make it across the deck of your sailing vessel headed for the new world.

Be prepared. It takes time to figure it out.


Once that I felt that I had some control over that wobbly little thing, I figured something more would be something better. Afterall, when you invest in "the line," the next thing must be better.  I graduated to a different version, one that locked down. Yet, these extras didn't do quite as much as the simpler version. The lensbaby 2.0 had more freedom. Once you learn how to plunge that first stopped up toilet of creativity, the rest might be extra plumbing.


I regretted that I had given up the lensbaby 2.0 in favor of this locking tilt shift version which looked like that thing they put on people's heads and shoulders when they break their necks.  I truly believe that the medical apparatus has more power in what it does than these extra gadgets on this Lensbaby 3g.  If you are doing the ebay shuffle, I think that you might want to avoid this model.  It was "less than."  It didn't do enough to make a difference and its extra steps made it less impressive.


I convinced my dearly departed friend, Bob Crum,  to buy one of the original "2.0" versions after I showed off to him how I could make some interesting florals with it. He's gone now and I will meet him again (affectionately) in the high heavens as a later date. I can't convince him to sell me his older "2.0" and the prices on ebay are stupid, silly, over priced right now. 


A year or so ago, you could get a lensbaby 2.0 for about$20-40 on ebay. Right now, the price is up to over $100 and I don't get it. We are still locked down in covid status. Aren't people dumping stuff for cheap? You can pick up the SOL lensbaby for about $200 and it's as good or better than the original LB2.0 which sells for $150-200 at this writing. You can buy the Spark which is the LB2.0, brand spanking new -- between the two, I'd opt for the Sol, but the Sol does other things.... or, perhaps it is a better version of LB 2.0.


I own a Velvet 56 which I will talk about at another time. If I get myself up on youtube, having that pricey 56 isn't enough... are they trying to talk me into the "85" as well... or would my macro lenses (90 mm and 180 mm) be good enough. You do not need to rush out and buy those two macro lenses unless you have money to burn and we are talking selective focus here, not macro.  


I just dropped better than $350 for the Composer Pro II with the 50 mm optic. Consider it my birthday present to myself.  I plan to get out and experiment and write more about selective focus, but the best place to start is with the lensbaby 2.0 which I still wish I owned. Once you learn to stop hating it, it was quite an interesting lens. I leave you with two initial shots I took with the lensbaby 2.0 just to let you know what you can do.  Now, if you are "hard core" tack sharp, perhaps a good study of pictorialism will get you to understand why selective focus has become such an art form, dating back to the origins of photography  Anyone can snap a picture, but someone worth his salt will bring creativity to a final image. If you never had the opportunity to walk across the deck with a peg leg, memorizing every thump and how it sounded on one wood plank compared to another, then I must say that you never really learned how to live. Creativity starts with a starting point and it ends with a final symphony of all of the sounds, visuals and colors you find.



(28 Moons) lensbaby lensbaby 2.0 selective focus https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/lensbaby-2-0 Fri, 05 Mar 2021 20:33:45 GMT
Flower Photography: I Used To Think It Was Boring https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/flower-photography-is-it-that-boring


I am looking out at the gloom of the season, waiting for the last of the snow to melt and hoping that none more comes, but it will.


When I was in grade school, the old saying was repeated by every teacher, every semester:  March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb.  


It remains too dull to go out and about for a brisk, healthy walk in the sunshine.


I didn't invest in snow shoes this year, so I didn't trek anywhere. I knitted, instead. 


What the hell does one photograph on a dull, somewhat frozen muddy day.


There is not much to look forward to except the warming of the season and flowers. Yes.... flowers. In the transition of seasons, flowers are as close as the nearest market which sells them and the light of a window in a corner of your home. Flowers will never fail you in any season. They stand tall in vases like soldiers waiting for light that they need in the water they digest at a time when they cannot live in the plant that produced them. It is a sacrifice that they make in a season when they should transition to reproduction of the plant that produced them. There is a path to nature. When we cut flowers, we change that cycle for our own gratification. It is a sacrifice worth noting, not a voluntary gift on their behalf.


Among many photographers, the mindset and the subject is tagged with the same attitude:  Flowers are boring and meant for beginners.  


Nothing could be further from the truth. When you see a "beginner" flower photo, you know it. You know it because we all started there. Flowers are tough. They're tough to photograph and they're even tougher to sell. Trust me, I've tried! While everyone thinks that they can photograph flowers, it is the art of photographing flowers that challenges the best of us.


I scanned through my catalog because I have always photographed and loved flowers. There is form in their dance and it is worth noting. There is a level of challenge or mastery in capturing them artfully.  You must develop a relationship with the subject. They are free spirited, even when they are cut and "domesticated."  Flowers require a great deal of patience because you must build your relationship with them.

Even in your stylized post process of how you think they will look in "your art," the relationship you had with Le fleur will determine the way that the photograph turns out. The love of flowers is a starting point, but like anything else in life, you must create a bond or understanding so that you can find a magic moment between you, the subject and the button on the camera that says it's okay. It's not much different from getting a wild animal to trust you or spending time with a cat you want to take from feral to domesticate. This is a trust you want to communicate between you and the flower. This supersedes "beginner" territory.  Here is my challenge to you: Learn the dance and then learn when you and the flower trust each other enough to get you to press the button.




(28 Moons) flora floral flower https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/3/flower-photography-is-it-that-boring Wed, 03 Mar 2021 20:50:39 GMT
Self portrait 1 https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/2/self-portrait-1

I am on a mission to use myself and to use myself up!  I've made myself my own model for as many years as I can recall and I've always hated it. I think it's time to embrace it.  I mean, I know of several artists who paint, draw or photograph themselves.  That said, it's like listening to your voice in a recording -- hate it!


When I get a crazy idea, I'm there in the moment.  If I could get someone to pose for me, usually they stare blankly and the subject fades off. Or, they want the "masterpiece" and they want to tell you how to shoot it.  Nobody ever sued themselves for a bad photograph and I have taken many. I've given away as many costumes as I continue to collect. Can you imagine the stares I would get in this get up in this setting? Photoshop.


 I have promised myself that I would never, ever do this again. Lesson: be careful about promises made and promises kept.  For the moment, old, past tense Renee can do this all day long with older photos. Skills are a little rusty, but the time to circle back at it seems to be here again. 

(28 Moons) composite self portrait selfie https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/2/self-portrait-1 Sun, 07 Feb 2021 20:31:15 GMT
Old Friends https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/2/old-friends

Remembering Robert G Crum

Fillmore, California


My dear friend passed away on January 14, 2021. I was 3,000 miles away from paying my respects in person.  When you get old like us, time takes us sooner than we'd like. I last texted him on the 12th and he had texted me a few days earlier. He loved photography. He wrote about it in his column for the newspaper.


It was in the year  2009 when Roger, Carole and I packed into my car and drove to Ojai.  Roger and I had to do an assignment for a photography class at Santa Monica College. The course required that we submit a selfie with each shoot.


At the end of the day, things were peaceful on the lookout point. Carole relaxed in the back seat with her magazines, maybe waiting out the time to go home after a full day. Steve tagged along, drinking beers in his pickup truck.


Everyone stirred to life when Roger put on a long white night gown, an auburn wig and bright red wax lips.  Roger was crawling all over the look out point's placard in various poses.  Roger could have been, should have been, he is an art director.  One only needs to go out on any shoot with him when he insists that you put your gear to one side and stand here, there and everywhere.  Roger gets an idea ... no, rather a vision. It's always a major production.


A local reporter for the Fillmore Gazette saw the antics and pulled his truck in to observe the craziness.  That was Bob. This is the first photograph I took of Bob on that day.


Bob and I would do many photo adventures together. He was an outdoorsman and wanted to go everywhere by kayak, by car, by whatever means and always with his camera. In his later days, Bob was thinking about getting rid of the heavier camera gear and getting something lighter, but always thinking about his next shoot.


I had sort of put my camera off to one side. After years of taking photos, after hundreds of thousands of photos, I was a little frustrated that it seemed so difficult to conjure up business or to sell fine art prints.  Hell, it was hard to get a model other than myself, but Bob encouraged me to keep at it.  Perhaps we bickered about some things in photography. He liked to post process and I'd complain that he'd post process to a fault. He hated black and white and believed in color, overly saturated color.  If we bickered enough to squabble, we wouldn't speak to each other for maybe no more than a day and then we'd change the subject.  I have always been the negative one.  Bob was light, fresh, friendly and cheerful.  I must have made him crazy, but he "loved" me anyway and he was encouraged when I would momentarily let go of my resistance.


Good friends are hard to come by and good friends are hard to say goodbye to.  I printed out this picture, framed it and hung it in my kitchen.  I wish him a good day every morning and remember that it is time again to make more photography.  And, as I beat myself up about what sort of photography I should set out to do -- which is always that sticking point that makes one turn around and do something else instead, waiting for a form of inspiration or for the excuses to wear out --  I now realize that there's always time while we have it. Life doesn't give us time beyond the expiration date. You go when your ticket says it's boarding time.

Where ever you are Bobby, I know you're taking it all in. I will see you later.

Happy Trails.



(28 Moons) https://www.28moons.com/blog/2021/2/old-friends Sun, 07 Feb 2021 20:19:51 GMT
Is This Your Photo ? https://www.28moons.com/blog/2020/11/is-this-your-photo OK, so you go on a wee road trip, which could be just down the street.  In these days of isolation and covid, that little trip can feel like an evening in Paris.

You grabbed your iphone or a camera and now you stumble into the train station thinking you're going to capture "street" or architecture You picked the wrong day because the room is crowded with folks selling wares. It is not why you stepped out, but you spend some time looking for potential holiday gifts and you take a peek at the local photographer and her cool pictures of wild life and local scenery. You're not a seasoned photographer, but hell, you are "a photographer." This prompts you to say, "well.. hell, I could do that."

I am going to walk you through three photos to make a point, so bear with my verbose observations and scroll down, but don't cheat and go to the end first because the words might have meaning! Let's go.

Check it out in the first photo because this is what your photo looks like. You with an automatic camera don't have a trained eye which can tell the difference between hers and yours even though there is. This is what you got and you are okay with it because it's a damn cool picture of a train on your road trip and it beats all of anything you could shoot in the back yard had you stayed home. The next thing I dread is that you will hang out a shingle as a wedding photographer! 

Okay, enough of that. It's all subjective, so let's assume that we think our first photo is good, but keep going because I will show you more. 

If you are a photographer purist, hold tight and remember that your digital camera can capture only a part of what a film camera can achieve in dynamic range and none of it looks anything like the vision your eyes saw, so "purist" you are not.  

I spent years fussing with manual mode, manual focus, adding lighting and trying to outsmart the camera. It's like thinking that a kid in the eleventh grade who's sharp in math can do my taxes next year, particularly my small business taxes.  That's the level your digital camera is, two or three issues away from becoming a dinousaur.


Let's move on to the next photo below this discussion: Remember that training and skill do not equate to the number of photos you take unless you move out of a snap shooter space and study what you're doing, cause and effect and all of that. You, "Good-As," say to the better photographer, gee, you must have a nice camera, and this assumes that you see the difference.  Hint. Hint, look at the sky and then take your eyes down to the underbelly of the train.

Gee, that must be a great camera. Gee, It's the same camera. 

It is not my 36mp pro camera and I say that carefully because I may be a generation away from extinction with that model, but it's good enough. The camera I used is good enough. I used the ever convenient (not a bad camera) Canon Rebel t6i which in generations of camera releases can now be considered a dinosaur.  Are you seeing some mood shaping up? Let's discuss and move on...

Before we go on to the third and final photograph, a word:

Remember, I am the gal who spent years trying to get it right in camera. I didn't need to post process or bracket shots and over-abuse plug ins that can make things worse when they're not used right. HDR is hideous. Oh wait, the picture above (this second picture) is an HDR.

If you are an in-camera purist, you might be stuck on your Canon, Nikon or Sony "magic lantern"-- give me more, you wish, you plead to the many menus. The genie, however, is never going to come completely out of that lantern.  Current technology won't let it.  Just ask your highlight blinkies.

If your life is long enough, you may have worked in film. The only thing that came out of the camera was that roll of plastic that you unrolled in a pitch black closet. You stood there with a tin can of chemicals, shaking to the incremental ticks of a timer. Then you went into a room of more chemicals and red lights. You stood in front of the enlarger and possibly used a dodge and burn kit to lighten or darken things. These tools were cardboard shapes on the ends of sticks. Then, you timed your baths. We all had our secret formula, a favorite grain, push and pull.  After all of that, you hung your pictures up to dry. When you came into the light, you grabbed your loupe again and then your pen knife and your paint kit?  What? We were done in the dark room weren't we. This is where your talent really comes into play. You'll want to scratch out the highlights in some areas with the pen knife. The paint kit consisted of chemicals on a piece of paper. You spit on it, swirled a little brush into it, choosing the right shade of gray, of course, and you painted in those little mistakes, like the dog hair that stuck to the neg while it was drying and now you have to get this mark out of the print. There were few, if any, global adjustments. You dealt with each, individual print. That was post processing, one print at a time.

Additionally, there were no massive menu options in a film camera. It did, at best, have an exposure meter and a focus screen which, once lined up, gave you the focus you needed.

There is no such thing as straight out of the camera. 

Let's move on to the dreaded "over-the-top" photo.  All photographers cringe when the subject comes up. Should it?  Actually, my mind is starting to open up to it, having lost thousands of dollars in crafts shows where people loved my work, but of course, they could do that, too. When I moved out of Los Angeles, my head-shot business tanked.  In this small town, the post-partum mom gets a new, entry level camera and now she's in the family photography business a la natural light which is another story because natural light is another genie that's never going to completely come out of the bottle.  I digress. Let's talk about ramping this up to what grabs and sells and this is going to stir you up a bit, but I heard it out of the mouth of a well-known photographer on Creative Live. I thought about it and he was right - the gaudier that you make your photo, the more people will want to buy it.

Full steam ahead, Mr. Parker! Yes, let's put an exclamation point on this. I recently viewed another photographer on youtube talking about fine art painting and how he admired the old Dutch masters. He studied how they used light to draw you to certain parts of a composition. This is what attracted him to HDR photography. Frankly some of what he did was a bit much for me, but he was making a good point. Lighting affects the composition and where you put that lighting is important.

When someone pulls out their wallet to buy, is it for documentary reasons or is it for an emotional connection?  When a collector has his friends in for dinner, he talks to them about what he felt when he found this piece. In fact, the premise of the dinner (in his mind) is to bring in the posse to show off the new purchase and to show his smarts about it.  Social gathering equates to conversation which bolsters his opine.

Where to start? You would buy the first train picture because your father worked on that locomotive and he'd wave to the kids as he sped by.

When would a collector be attracted to a documentary photo if he is neither a rail fan nor did his dad wave and toot to the kids along the line? The collector would more likely want a copy of a famous photo which probably had become known for its impact. It's conversational. It's social gathering. It is his social standing.  

Google the Montparnasse derailment and let's go from there. The turn of the century accident which has been recreated in the movies, but not actually a movie about the actual accident. Look it up on youtube, too. The locomotive crashed through the second story of a building on to the street below. Let's say that the Montparnasse train hangs in the collector's bathroom in this example. It is not Montparnasse. It is something else -- the difference betwen Montparnasse and another train picture is "grab." The dinner guests finished off a third or fourth bottle of wine. One guest uses the loo only to emerge and exclaim, "where did you get that crazy thing?" A collector wants his friends, guests and peers to recognize him as a person with vision or perception. That's when the wallet comes out for more than $20. Let's take a look, collector value is still subjective, but as noted, I want to put an exclamation point on things:

I  used to specialize in train photography:  I went to one of the biggest train collectors shows in the region and the head of the show saw my set up and he said, "This is art. You're not going to do well here, but I can appreciate what you're doing, but you are not going to do well." This two day show was the worst.  Around the corner from me was an artist - a guy who painted trains and then sold reprints for $35 each. He had hundreds of them. They weren't framed in archival mats nor was the paper noteworthy.  They were crappy poster prints in a plastic bag with brown cardboard firming up the package.  He sold reprints of his work that looked like my HDR picture number three.  Now, you could argue that he's a painter.  The worth is in the original painting, folks. He is selling unlimited quantities of prints on inexpensive paper and when he did limited editions, they were in the hundreds whereas a limited edition should at best be no more than 25 prints before you retire the photo. They come with a certificate of authenticity and they're printed in pigment on rag. I have lost a ton of money on "art" that I cannot sell. Perhaps I need to change my approach to photography.  I am done with shows, but had I taken a cue earlier on, I might have priced my work lower and sold dozens of "exclamation points."

So, taking this train and turning it into something that might grab someone, think in terms of the full on HDR treatment.  I prefer picture number two, but the more that I think about what a painter would do with his subject, this is what I came up with. Oh, the dinner guest says -- you know, the guy who sucked down two bottles of wine on his own -- uses the john and he sees this hanging just opposite the throne and he doesn't come out for a while, so the next guest bangs on the bathroom door. "Are you okay in there? Did you drown?"

"Oh, ugh," he says, "I was getting lost in this cool train picture."

The evening goes on from there. Someone raids the wine cellar for an even longer gathering, consisting of story telling and conversation. The collector confidently leans back in his chair at the head of the table, proud of his choices in art. He validates himself as someone who steps out of the ordinary. Every penny he spent on "the piece" is validated in the conversation that it creates. His social standing prevails.  Full steam ahead, Mr. Parker!

(28 Moons) https://www.28moons.com/blog/2020/11/is-this-your-photo Sat, 14 Nov 2020 21:57:50 GMT
It Tastes Like Flowers https://www.28moons.com/blog/2020/8/it-tastes-like-flowers

I need to write about this process which, in truth, is not finished.  I wanted to do some sort of collage to get back into the mindset of composite photography.  For a while, I was tuning out, figuring that everyone was doing it.  I was thinking about my favorite composite, the young hairless girl in the window in the rocks, thinking to myself that it's a tough act to follow. The girl in that photograph is actually a little girl in a swimming cap, but she looks bald, she looks lost and she was perfect for her photo.  She's a vintage photograph.  I LOVE to collect vintage photos.


How was I going to follow that act?  I think I've been avoiding it forever because making a series of it might be most difficult.  How many windows can I park on the rocks in Joshua Tree?  Then, I thought that perhaps the series could be more about vintage photographs, perhaps just vintage children.  I thought about that a while longer, like even longer.  I took myself on a tour of the LIbrary of Congress website to see what I could take for the taking with no copyright issues.


I found a black and white photograph of a little girl eating ice cream, 1906.  I took a fast youtube tutorial in colorizing -- I surely could get better at this.  I was a little bit in a hurry and I see where I'm going to improve on this photograph -- like painting in her hair.  I colorized her on a fast track, assuring myself that it was a first try and I'm in a hurry to see what I have.... I promised myself that I would get better at this.  The truth is, I do not consider this a finished product just yet.  Its always a process. If you are a photographer who in the beginning of your career over sharpened the hell out of everything, you know how important it is to go back to the original file and do it again when you have more experience.


Overall, I had mixed feelings about the entire picture.  I put it to facebook.  The response is very good,better than I imagined.  I think I will go with that. Usually, I'm so wrapped up in my own message that I failed to see what this message might send to other people.


Art can be narcissistic - we have our vision, our sight and our message. Remember, a message received is a stronger communication. Art is personal, but what might seem less personal to us might be something more impactful for the viewer and so as much as I might beat myself up on this piece, I am going to let it find its own path through me. I am an artist er oh I am a technician and a fascilitator.

(28 Moons) antique colorized composite flower https://www.28moons.com/blog/2020/8/it-tastes-like-flowers Sat, 29 Aug 2020 19:43:01 GMT
To Be Or Not To Be https://www.28moons.com/blog/2020/8/to-be-or-not-to-be  

I have been trying to get back to my old school art days with watercolor and drawing. I am the first to admit that I suck at watercolor. That's not to say that I give up completely on it, but I'm looking for other ways to get a painting experience as well.


In this photograph, I wanted to play with a  more impressionistic approach. I don't use an app that applies everything for me. I don't think that it thinks the same way that I do, so I'm always disappointed in the results I get with an app. My old school training has made me more hands on. With Photoshop, I can pile on so many layers and save them all.  Later on, I can make changes or I can see where I went wrong and step back again. I love to composite photographs, but that's a different subject. Today, the idea is "painting."


I have been tempted to buy Corel Painting software, but so much can be done in Photoshop and then I wonder if this is truly "a painting."


There is a certain tactile experience that people get when they buy a piece of art -- the kind that was made with paints, etc. We don't get that from a photographic print. Photography is a print process, a transfer process.

Are we forgiven for working a print like a painting?  Perhaps not any longer. Digital art gives us much more to play with than a painted picture. 




(28 Moons) https://www.28moons.com/blog/2020/8/to-be-or-not-to-be Sun, 23 Aug 2020 19:36:02 GMT
On The Street https://www.28moons.com/blog/2020/8/on-the-street

I live in the most boring small town! 

As a result, I do what the neighbors do:  I hide out and watch cable tv until cocktail hour and then I move on towards other things, like the recliner. I'm asleep before ten and up any number of times reading to force myself back to sleep. That's my life in a small town.

I shopped on ebay and bought a Panasonic DMC-LX7, an older camera, but the price was right -- somewhere around $125 plus tax and shipping. This camera has a Leica lens and while it is only 10 mp, it is good enough. Newer versions just don't make dollar sense for me.  I'm not making billboards and the types of shots I'd take with it are not going to be monumental or used for anything more than times when I want to travel incognito. There are better and worse cameras. This one shoots raw and I repeat, it has a Leica lens.

I own an LX5 which is long and lean in the tooth. The old lady is on her last leg, but she has served me well. She's an old friend, but  I can no longer shoot manual with her. This little LX5 swung from my neck like a fashion accessory in many situations. Nobody really cared about a little old camera on my neck. I imagine that they perceive me as an amateur and can't really see what I'm aiming at. I more or less look like a fool!  Hence, the reason I would want a smaller camera again. However, I don't want to spend nearly a thousand dollars for one which shoots raw. Both the LX5and the LX7 shoot raw. 

Understood: I could use my iphone and I do have a great iphone, but it seems to lack for me that photography experience. Remember, I like to shoot manual mode most of the time. The little camera gives me the option.

The LX7 arrived today and I took it on a walk around a long block. I made some new friends. People didn't mind the fact that I had my little "ninja" camera in hand. This is quite different from trying to shoot with a regular dslr which might take "better" pictures, but it can be so "in your face." If you are into "drive  by," a dslr shot from a car or from some sort of cover is fine, but on the peds, you might want to be more discreet. You might find that being on foot might afford you more interaction with people and that can add to your experience.

I made a couple of new friends. I have been invited to join a couple of ladies for lunch at the roach coach. Given that I tend toward hermit life, I thought I'd seize the opportunity to socialize with them in the future. They were enjoyable company. They said that they have seen street photographers on youtube and thought that photographers in your face were allowed even when people didn't like it.  I explained that there is a code - some things you don't do. In fact, if they objected to having their picture taken, I had no issue with deleting the photograph.  Later on, I met a couple of guys working on a building renovation in town. We shook hands, exchanged names, had some good conversation. 

While it feels like nothing happens in this little town, the goal was to get out on a walk and to practice shooting because if I don't shoot, I get rusty. If I don't get out, I also lose the opportunity I might have to meet interesting people.  Addressing the practice part of it, wasn't it easier to grab a little camera for twenty minutes versus planning my day at dawn to catch the right light over the hills? The truth is that nothing happens in this town. Nothing at all.

And that might be worth shooting!

(28 Moons) candid central new small street town york https://www.28moons.com/blog/2020/8/on-the-street Fri, 07 Aug 2020 19:38:34 GMT
SAFE PLACES https://www.28moons.com/blog/2020/1/safe-places  

There was no winter weather to deal with today. The temperature was nearly forty degrees above normal if normal would be in the teens. Someone on the television complained about global warming and climate change, but didn't explain how that actually comes about.

It was a cloudy day.

I looked out my window and wondered if I could get a good look at the sky from a higher vantage point. I finished my coffee and quickly packed up three black nylon bags -- two backpacks and a camera holster. As I rushed out the front door, a passing man -- a neighbor, I assume -- made the comment that he could take in more days like this. I agreed, but I knew it wouldn't last. We both agreed that harsher weather looked as though it was coming.

I was hurried.

My mission was to get to the top of a high hill in the country, one I frequently visit.

The trees in the distance were isolated, naked and grouped sparsely. The fields were golden with dead vegetation. Weather can change dramatically on this hill. Snow can blow so white that you can't see your way down with any confidence. It was something to be conscious of.

As I struggled to keep a filter holder on my camera lens, I entertained the thought of shooting from inside of the car, but there was an even better capture from behind. I needed to get out and walk around.  I tend to be overly cautious to be too far from the car, even if I can see it parked on the road.

As much as I love isolation and my independence, I remain aware of one shoot when someone drove by, but circled around in his truck.

"Are you all right?"

I immediately had a strange feeling. The longer he engaged with me, the stranger I felt. I found a way to end the conversation and started to walk back to my car, parked on the shoulder of the road too far away. He pulled his truck off of the road and followed me, driving on the shoulder  directly, behind me.

I can't tell you exactly what my next moves were because I was keenly aware, but I drew a blank about my alternatives.  I had no plan, no defense.  I stayed focused on getting back to my car.

I knew that his intention of intimidation was festering something ulterior. I wasn't imaging it. He was driving on the shoulder of the road at my back and one slip of his foot put me under his truck. I had to get inside the safety of my car and it was taking too long to get there. 

I felt that if I bolted, he would respond like a wild animal, racing after prey.

I later learned from a law enforcement officer that a woman's body had been found in an abandoned barn in that area and I was cautioned to be careful whenever I ventured out alone. At that time, I was photographing an abandoned barn. I wondered if that woman was in that barn. I joked, I told the officer that I believed that I met the killer. 

When I see stories on the television about bad things happening, I am convinced with conviction and without hesitation that things don't happen to me. I am nobody's victim. Just ask the skunk who comes into my yard at night that I chase off with a yardstick. I cannot be messed with.  

Who am I fooling?

My experience teaches a new mindset about preparation and caution, but it has a learning curve. We have to build these things into muscle memory.

I still rush out the door and I forget  to prepare myself with any foresight. When you stand on the edge of a horizon to grab your selfie or you think that the train bridge 400 feet above the falls is a great place to take your kid, think about how you plan those things.

I don't believe that danger is gender favored or lurking around every corner, but it can show up. We also can't live our lives sheltered, but it serves to remind any of us to have a plan. 

I mentioned that the weather could change in a heartbeat on top of the hill.  Did I bring any food and water with me?  Were there warm items of clothing packed in the car. Afterall, it is January in the Northeast.

I would have stayed longer on top of the hill today, but I packed one-half battery and I used it all up testing my new camera. I had also forgotten my cell phone. I was remiss in taking my own advice. Muscle memory begins with some sort of organization or drill every time we go out the door.  


(28 Moons) awareness danger isolation preparedness safety https://www.28moons.com/blog/2020/1/safe-places Sun, 12 Jan 2020 17:48:18 GMT
The Season of Art Fairs- Selling? https://www.28moons.com/blog/2019/11/the-season-of-art-fairs---does-it-sell November 2019:

I finished a great art show last weekend.  I just started doing shows and selling my work. I am soon to start offering prints for sale on this site.  Last year, I did a vanity gallery and it was fun.  I made friends.  I exposed my work.  I sold nothing much.  

Last year, I did a local Christmas show.  I was warned that I must run in the other direction if the confirmation email I received started out, "Welcome CRAFTERS." I received that email.  I did a fancy setup, hoping that ambiance would bring the customers in. I had a door backdrop that was unusual and people came to see it up close, but their eyes failed to fall on the artwork. I sold a few things, but I don't think there was a hundred dollars in my pocket as I left that day.  I sold to friends and as they handled my work, I shrugged my shoulders and gave it to them for practically nothing.

I did a train show this month.  It was a disaster.  The head of the show looked at my booth and said, "Nobody buys ART around here and your stuff is art." The guy selling cheap posters made a killing.  I met some cool people.  Some who came to my booth followed me to my next show, but earnings at that show was spent on fun stuff. Lest we forget show fees?  I always forget to factor that, travel and display costs into my equation.

This past weekend I did a juried show. I attended it last year and was very impressed with the quality of the artisans and liked the fact that it was juried.

It was great because I learned about longevity and persistence and support from fellow exhibitors at this show.  I was advised that in order to succeed in shows, I had to stay in the game for a long time with one and the same. Be the "go to" person of what you sell. Albeit, I am "the train lady," I am other things! I don't want to be "the train lady." Next year, people might come looking for the same woman with the same subject matter. Will it throw them off if I add or change a product. You know, like landscapes. I can ease them into it on my blog (www.photoschooldropout.com) and on this website.

This past weekend, like the weekend before, yielded fewer sales than I hoped for. Aside from the guy who has been doing his pottery thing for 40 years in the same show and doing exceptionally well, some of the artists around me were not as excited about their sales as they had experienced in the year before. The logical thing would be to question the show. Is it a good show or is it going to hell. It was the juried show where the judges quit, so what does that tell you? Not much. The attendees didn't come to see ribbons even though I wanted one.  We threatened to buy our own ribbons.

Saturday was crowded. Sunday was exceptionally quiet. We tried to pack up early (against the rules), but if someone came through the door, there was not likely a sale for any of us at a certain point.

I found that people were attracted to my smaller prints and I sold some. I sold a couple of larger ones - nothing framed, although people came towards the framed prints with extended fingers. I think it is important to frame some prints for those who will want ready made. It doesn't mean that they will sell readily, but framed prints create a mood. My advice on framed prints - don't put all of your eggs in that basket.

The consensus was that smaller prints were where it was all about. Others advised me of that. I saw that in my own sales.

Here's the big scarey: I am thousands of dollars into my business investment and this past year, I made perhaps one thousand maximum. For a minute, I got excited about doing other optoins to what I offer, like smaller prints. I fired up the printer, ready to go. I went out and bought more frames. This morning, I returned most of them. I'll try a few. The show in two weeks is "rote," meaning I do it to do it, but the people there buy crochet toilet paper covers and country bumpkins. But, hey, "the train lady," will wrap some red ribbon around a few minatures and make a big sign saying, "Dad gifts. Buy one. Be a collector." You heard that right - give them an opportunity to be able to afford something they like and that they can collect. Let's see how that does in the "toilet paper" show. I'll let you know.

Much of my merchandise will go to storage for next year, perhaps for year after year and in 40 years, if we count on the longevity advice I received, I'll be dead from old, ancient age! Nobody my age can live that long. Viewing life from that perspective, I stopped doing my composite photography. It takes time, lots of it, to make a collage photograph. I can't say that it stops the world in its tracks to see it. At least not to the point of wanting to buy it there on the spot. Time is valuable for the old hag who doesn't have 40 years, so it's time to be picky.

I am going to spend some time looking into on line sales. I am almost set up for it on this site..... stay tuned.  I'll add tips and tricks as I go along, but right now, it's a big subject to tackle and it's almost Christmas, so I have to get cracking on a holiday card.

One footnote from "the train lady": I had lots of young kids, mostly boys and one "train girl" who were fascinated with the trains.  Watching their faces and listening to one kid tell me about his leggos made me realize that there might be a generation of collectors out there. The kids make it worth it.  I offered one dollar postcards.  I sold a few and in some cases, there was an overwhelming need to run after a kid and his parents and give them a couple of postcards for the kid, no charge - just encourage his interest in trains. For some I wrote down places they could watch trains on the internet and mentioned a couple of place I knew where they could go.  It was met with enthusiasm and in that respect, sitting on a show all weekend long can be a wonderful experience to interact with people.

Until the next blog... stay tuned.









(28 Moons) prints selling train photography https://www.28moons.com/blog/2019/11/the-season-of-art-fairs---does-it-sell Sun, 17 Nov 2019 01:09:24 GMT
WELCOME TO MY BLOG https://www.28moons.com/blog/2019/11/welcome-to-my-blog Bogging is a tall order!  I have a blog at www.photoschooldropout.com where I tag the blog, " Photo School DropOut - Read My Lips."  It's a lot of work to keep up with blogging on a regular schedule, but I seem to run my mouth nonstop when I do shows, so I consider it another outlet.  The value of what I write is mostly for entertainment.  I don't want to get too out there and yet I still know that I will offend some and maybe help a few others.  The question is, do I start yet another blog here?  I could.  I might.

I am also doing a social blog at www.photoblog.com/28moons and I'm trying to keep that blog up nearly daily because it is more visual and it is an opportunity to be in a photographer's social network.  I love and am inspired by other photographers.  We all should be.

So much for that.  I love photography.  I sell my photography and I could talk all day long so for now, check those blogs out and perhaps I will add or copy over to this space some of the stuff that I'm talking about, sharing or observing.  


Renee Wallace Wilson

(28 Moons) blogging photo school dropout https://www.28moons.com/blog/2019/11/welcome-to-my-blog Tue, 12 Nov 2019 20:51:49 GMT