Lens Envy

If you have ever wondered why I like photography, and I’m pretty sure you all have, its because its a creative activity that lets you observe things around you and try to capture events, things and points of view for posterity. My friend’s dad growing up was a photographer and he always had amazing photographs hanging up that he had shot, developed, printed and framed himself. Photography was art, but it was also science and engineering for him. When I took photography in High School I was terribly disappointed to find out that the actual science behind it was not as forgiving as I had hoped it would be. I wanted for there to be a great, simple method to take photos, print them, hang them to share, and then to repeat with other photos. I gave up on photography because the steps to produce consistent results seemed just out of my grasp and budget (film costs money and the equipment to process yourself is expensive, as was having someone else process the photos for you).

Then digital photography showed up on the scene. What had once been exposing my inability, broken by fixer and developed into a pain was now being replaced by technology that allowed me to avoid the bad process that was error prone and gave me freedom to discover the awesomeness that was photography without the older headaches. Newer photography headaches have come up in places like storage, image software needing to be learned, file sharing issues and the like, but this was a step that cut out the toughness and let me just shoot and share.

Two different friends got me excited about photography again: Norm Avery at church. He showed me his Nikon 5700 and I was blown away by the picture quality and what it could do. And Mike Mason, who showed me his awesome photos as well as shared some great image manipulation techniques in photoshop.

My biggest problem was wanting the newest, biggest camera with the most amazing accessories. I griped about it one day to Mike who plainly put it into perspective. He told me that the camera didn’t make the photographer. It’s a simple statement. It is true that a great camera can take great pictures, but in the hands of the wrong person its just as bad as my grandma buying a computer and only using it for playing solitaire! The point was not that I should never get a better camera (I did, but it isn’t the bigger camera I had envied), the point was that I had to work with what I had to maximize my use of the camera before I worried about having the $5,000 setup. I have a $400.00 camera and I love it!

I have been to zoos, public gatherings and various events and seen people with monstrous cameras and they’re just walking around holding them while they chase their kids, drink a beverage or just sitting like a bump on a log. I was at the Denver zoo and a photographer with a massive lens was taking shots of the animals and I talked with him about it a little bit. I don’t remember the info he gave me on the lens, but I do remember his attitude of friendliness. He wasn’t out there showing off his camera (though I did notice it… a LOT), but he was enjoying his art. The cat he was trying to photograph was not cooperating with taking the shot he was after and he sat their patiently waiting for the shot. It wasn’t the camera. It helped to have the camera, it helped to have a great lense (this thing was amazing), but it was not the camera or the lens that had planned the shot out and waited for the cat to move into the right place, look the right way, and executed the shot.

Mike was right. I knew he was, but it required me to change my mind about what I expected from my photography experience. Mike, along with encouragement from my buddy Dave, suggested I get the Canon S3IS several years back so that I could take the pictures I wanted (most of the time) for a price that was less than $500.00. Because my attitude about the camera was different – it wasn’t about having 500 bells and whistles and huge lenses – I was glad to upgrade from the Nikon 5700 I had had, to the Canon S3IS. The IS stands for Image Stability, which was one of the big reasons, along with a faster auto-focus and a sports setting, that I bought the camera. With two little girls I needed faster auto-focus than the Nikon had and with sports I knew that I could get better shots of them in pretty much any activity they could participate in. The camera helped, but I knew I had to learn about the camera and use its tools as a smart photographer instead of just hoping that the camera could compensate for my lack of thought.

I have a lot to learn about this camera still. I need to think more about composition, depth of field, and just about every other detail of the photos I take, but my attitude has changed. My friend Jeremy often takes great shots where the composition is great, but the depth of field grabs my attention. Mike gets the lines to draw your eye to the subject, and Sean, the childhood friend whose dad is a photographer, plays with all of the details and finds new expressions of the images with adjusting colors. There’s lots to learn, and in the end, the camera is a tool, but its no replacement for the photographer who uses the tool to make art, capture moments, and create images of memories.

If you have a hobby or passion consider adjusting your attitude about certain elements to focus on the very substance of the passion. Don’t get caught up in the trappings (unless you’re into a dangerous sport, then get into the trappings, don’t kill yourself or get yourself killed), find out what the fundamental details are and explore them. In our consumer focused world exit the ‘stuff factory’ mindset and make sure you’re maximizing what you’ve got. Then, if time and money allow, you can get the cooler, newer, bigger, better, faster, flashier thing – but it won’t be excess baggage, it’ll be the right tool in the hands of a thoughtful individual.

You can find pictures by some of the folks mentioned above at the following locations:
Sean Franzen
Mike Mason
Jeremy Doan

A Time With My Grandparents

My Grandparents came into town Friday night on the train.  Remember those?  They’re large metal objects with wheels that roll on tracks and they make a lot of noise.  Yes, they slept on the train, and yes they said it was interesting to do so.  It took two days and they enjoyed it.  Well, my grandparents are here in town until Wednesday morning and I’ve been enjoying some time with them.  I really love them a lot because they influenced me so much growing up.  They have left a heritage that is truly amazing to me.  My grandpa’s work ethic, though over the top, was unlike anything else I’ve ever seen.  My grandmother’s raising five children is miraculous.  And their love for one another for over sixty years is a model for many marriages, some of which my grandfather did the ceremony for.  One of those marriages was my own.

It has been wonderful to see them and it has been neat to have them play with the girls (though Evie has been rather picky and still prefers my dad to either great-grandparent for some reason).  I have had several good talks with both of them and over the last couple of days we have recorded some video footage that I will not be sharing with the internet, but will be shared around our family because its certainly part of our family’s experience of them in our lives.  If you get a chance to see your grandparents regularly count yourself blessed.  We need to see them as often as possible and I pray for ways that we can do that more.

Saturday we had breakfast at my parents’ place and then took the girls home for a nap.  Saturday night we had dinner at Kurt & Becky’s with great food and more fellowship and fun.  Sunday was church & then in the evening we had them over to our place for more time together.  Today was the zoo (pictures) followed by an afternoon of rest and then dinner at my parents with some singing (yes, our family does some of that) after dinner.

Good times for sure, and I hope for still many more.

Funkin’ Punkins

Flickr Photo

Funkin’ Punkins

Tonight we had a blast with some friends from church. We ate some spaghetti for dinner and then covered the table in plastic & newspaper and carved pumpkins. These two are my creations. Abby & Jessica did a ‘light brite’ pumpkin while I will post pictures of soon.

Yes, that is a squash for the nose & hat for the one on the left.
Yes, I’m weird like that.

The one on the right came from our garden and I used the stem as the ‘nose’.

Thanks to  Jacquelyn for hosting the event and to everyone else involved.  Thanks to April for inviting us on the Facebook.

Spider!

This morning as I began my lunch break Jessica asked me to get rid of a spider sac.  As I looked closer I could see the baby spider alive in the sac.  So I took a picture.  Yeah, I’m weird like that.  The macro on my camera is pretty good, but I happened to move a bit while taking these two photos.

The spider

The spider in the sac

The spider emerges

The spider exiting the sac.

Jessica demanded I kill it moments later 🙂

Estes Park III

If you’re in estes park, make sure that when you take a hike you don’t sneak up on a bobcat in the wild:

A bobcat in the wild

We didn’t realize it at first, but just around this bend and down the road a few miles was the RMNP, we drove through town where we had seen signs to Rocky Mountain National Park and it wrapped around to by where our lodge was and took us to around this bend:

Fall River, Estes Park, CO

On the way home from this whole adventure Abby found out that she could stretch out a diaper wipe she had pilfered and turn it into a blind fold.  I think she’s super creative, but this is super funny 🙂  She fell asleep with it on.

Abby sleeps with her lady justice blindfold on

Estes Park II

So while in Estes park I posted the shortest, most useless post about being there, but it was meant to be a teaser, a trailor like those you see for movies, only with bad grammar, punctuation problems and possible spelling mistakes.  I promised something on Sunday but didn’t get to do so because it was mothers day and my mom won out over you (unless this is you reading this mom, in which case you can’t win out over yourself).

We stayed at a wonderful lodge, the Woodlands, and we saw more elk than I have seen before in my life – in people’s yards, by the side of the road (not pan-handling), and in the foothills.  We even saw a bobcat.  I’ll just post some pictures with descriptions below to save myself some time, but you can know that I strongly recommend you go to Estes Park before you die.

Rocky Mountain National Park in Black and White [over 1 MB in size]

Abby

Abby next to Fall River

The girls standing on the bridge over the Fall River

The family standing on the bridge to our lodge/condo/hotel thingy.  Over the Fall river.

Elkin Magic

I’ve not finished tweaking photos to upload to the site for display, but we had a blast in Estes Park.  There were hundreds of elk over the two or so days we were there.  And I have more pictures of mountains than you want to look at (but I’ll probably end up showing them to you anyways).

Here is some Elkin Magic:

Elk in Estes Park
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