No SOOC for me

This post kinda piggybacks off yesterday’s about Pixlr and photo editing, which I always want to make one word but then I get the red squiggly line of rejection from my operating system. Anyway.

I forgot my camera Thursday but convinced my lovely husband to bring it to me in the afternoon so I could wander the school with the advancement director and take photos she could use in the capital campaign brochure. I have a lot to say about this experience, but it’s late and I am tired and my allergies have gone haywire again, so I’m going to save all that blather for a later post. I’ll have more photos to upload this weekend from this shoot anyway so there’s plenty of time for that. Suffice it to say that taking photos for someone else reminded me why I never want to be a professional photographer.

For now, I just thought I’d share a few before and afters because, well, I find them interesting. I have never, ever, been able to upload a photo without editing it first. The idea kinda scares me actually. I always see what could be better about it no matter how good the shot is initially (which is what SOOC means – straight out of the camera). When I only had a little point and shoot I used editing to create the effects a better lens would have given me, like bokeh, and I’ve never backed off from there. It is true that as my skill and equipment have improved I’ve learned to make do with less, but even the simplest of shots can benefit from some fine-tuning.

I really wanted to point out to my friend (the advancement director) how much better a photo could look with a little work, because of conversations we had while snapping photos about just that subject, and when I sent these before and afters to her, she really couldn’t see what the big deal was. Without getting too much into it now, I’ll just say it is a big deal to me (in an I really enjoy the editing part of the photo process way, not an I will never speak to you again if you suggest SOOC photos are fine)  and when it comes to editing I’ll leave no stone unturned to make the photo just how I want it, no matter how close to perfect I think it might be – but I never think an original photo I take is perfect.

So here’s the first example. She really wanted a shot of just the lion’s head against the sky, but there was no way to do it without getting something in the background, unless I was going to shoot right up the lion’s nose.

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The sky was really cloudy Thursday and kinda wimpy-looking, and the edge of that crepe myrtle stood out in a bad way. I thought I could work with those clouds and emphasize the strength of the lion statue by emphasizing shadows and contrast as well, like this:

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I used a clone brush to get rid of the branches, and had to add a lot of blue to the sky as well as really emphasizing the shadows, but I think the second one looks much better. I may have darkened the school a bit too much though.

Here’s another one – now this was a totally random shot I popped off while the two of us were in the hall talking with another teacher. I really like it and think it’s one of the best of the bunch:

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I just love the lights in the hallway and their reflection on the floor, and while the focus is on the lock instead of the sign, I still think it works. And it’s my photo so what I say goes. But, the locker had all this tape and crap on it, and I wanted the colors to pop more, so I used Paint Shop Pro and Snapseed to take care of those things.

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I also edited out as much of the red that was reflected in the light hitting the locks – my friend was wearing a red shirt, and in the original you can see all these little pinpricks of red in the glints of light. That’s a really picky detail but shit like that bugs me if I don’t get rid of it. Once I’ve noticed it, it must be fixed, or it will drive me batty.

I also added structure and sharpening, obviously, and brought out the red and yellow in the signs. Added some vignetting too, to draw focus towards the lock. And you can see I wasn’t able to completely get rid of the tape and other gunk on the lock but it looks much better in the second photo. I may have oversharpened or saturated the red in the locker sign, but I will try to live with that.

Here’s the one that my friend could not tell the difference at all when I showed her both of them:

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One thing about this school is that it’s fairly new, and only has one building; while it’s functional enough, it’s not very photogenic. This little garden is pretty weak; it has the Mary statue, one sad pot of roses on one side, and one lone crepe myrtle on the other; the grass around it is pretty brown right now, and the two stone benches that face Mary aren’t symmetrical. It’s a bit of a stretch to call this a “garden,” but it’s doing the best it can I suppose.

Funny thing about that crepe myrtle: it was actually nowhere near the statue, but my friend decided that to add interest to the shot she’d stand to the side and  shove it over as far as she could without breaking it in half so it would be in the frame. I took a few of the photos focused out too far and you can totally see her hands pushing the tree down. It cracks me up every time I look at it, and I want to share that one along with a few other goodies I discovered (this one I took of a mannequin head that is for some reason stuck in a teacher’s window is just awesome) but I only had time to edit a few shots tonight so I’ll have to share it later).

Anyway, here’s my edit:

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Snapseed has an awesome clarity/details feature that really sharpens photos beautifully – something that is hard to do without ruining the shot. I think you can see that really well here. I used some control points to darken the bricks and then saturate them a little for a richer color; I also wanted more contrast in tone between the bricks and the statue. I brightened up the roses in the corner because, why not; and I brightened the branches on the crepe myrtle so they would pop a little and the veining on the leaves would show up. Then I reduced those shadows on Mary’s face (especially on the right side where they were a little too dark) and actually reduced the saturation on her a bit too. Then I added the slightest vignette blur to give her a little depth, since I was using my 17-40 mm wide-angle lens so any sort of bokeh or blurring is subtle if it exists at all. I mean sure, the first photo is fine, but the second one is far more balanced, focused, and interesting. Still not a thrilling shot, but for what my friend is looking for it’s fine. And it is still fun to take a decent shot and see how much better I can make it. Looking forward to working with and sharing some more – especially the few weird ones!

Photoedits

There’s a great free program called Pixlr that I discovered about a year ago; I used to use it quite a bit but haven’t accessed it much in several months. However, with my recent light and shutter-speed experiments I’ve been getting back into it again, since working with those photos is a different animal from my usual work.

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Photo pre-Pixlr

Pixlr has an easy user interface and loads of options to add visual interest to photos. I don’t use it to make major adjustments to clarity, contrast, brightness or anything like that since I do that as a RAW file through Photo Ninja, but I love the overlays and borders available there. I use the effects option on occasion as well, but mostly it’s the overlays and borders that I use. And no, Pixlr’s not paying me to say any of this (as if). I just pulled some photos into it this weekend and realized I hadn’t shared it with readers before.

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Post-Pixlr; adding a border and overlay

Generally if I edit a photo with Pixlr now, it’s because I feel it’s a little boring and needs something extra to add interest. The downside is you can’t upload TIFF or PSD files so I have to edit them in JPEG format, which I really hate to do – but to use Pixlr it has to be done.

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Pre-Pixlr; it’s fine but a bit boring

Personally I like using the “efficient” editor, but there is a “playful” one you can download and even put on your phone. The efficient editor allows you to control the intensity of the effects you add as well as move them around the image, so I much prefer that version as I like to disguise the “pixlr-ness” of the overlays as much as possible when I use it.

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Post-Pixlr; added several overlays and a subtle border

Anyway, it’s a cool little free editor that’s well worth a look. Just click browse, upload a JPEG, and play around for awhile. Hours of fun!

Barbecue and birthdays

Today is my husband’s birthday, so yesterday he decided he wanted some brisket to celebrate. I know, we’re real wild ones over here. Anyway, our favorite local restaurant is closed Mondays for reasons we don’t understand, so on a whim we decided to try out this old rustic hole in the wall up the street that I’d never even noticed, but my husband said was known to have good grub.

I didn’t even think about taking photos until we were almost on our way out the door (they closed at 7 PM and it was 6:35 when we got there, so we got it to go – you can tell you live in the sticks when all the restaurants have weird, inconvenient hours) so I only took a few, but this little shop had a lot of character, and the food was really good, so I can see going back soon to get more. Pictures, I mean, not food. But I would probably get more food too.

I took these in a rush, because my husband was hungry and in a hurry to get back home so we could eat.

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I wish all those signs weren’t so shiny.

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I hear for every bag of Tom’s chips you buy they give a bag to a hungry cat in the back alley.

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Pretty much the entire dining area.

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The “parking lot.” No, that is not our vehicle.

8/3/2013: Revised poem

I didn’t have much to say today, so thank God I have about 400 poems stashed on my hard drive to fill in when current words fail me. Many of them I’ve already posted here, but in looking for something that isn’t uploaded yet I came across this one, which has been shared before, but always bugged me as the ending felt not-quite-right. In looking it over it suddenly hit me how to improve it by moving the stanzas around. Yay. And I wrote this back in my 20’s, too. Funny how (ugh) 20 years later you can finally discover the solution to an old poem-problem. Anyway, here it is:

Waiting For Bolivar Ferry

We wait our turn
on a weekend
when tourists and teens
converge
on the peninsula
to stretch their skin
in the sun: engines off,
windows down,
radios up,
as if the beat
proclaims
some inner rhythm
of parched hearts.
We are waiting
for Bolivar Ferry.

When it docks
we’ll all pull forward
in tight metal rows
onto the boat
that will slick us
like plastic
six-pack scrap
across the sea.

A sheen of boys
begins to volley
for attention, girls
in open truckbeds
cake makeup,
spray hair
already starched
with heat.

The shoreline
brings the sleaze
out of everyone,
the steam
that shimmies up
from the concrete,
the stick, the sweat,
the hidden grit
that slicks
to the surface.

The original version of the poem is here

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I don’t have any photos of Bolivar Ferry, but I do have some photos of the general area where the ferry is located; these were taken the summer of 2012 when we went down there for my birthday.

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As a side note for camera geeks, these were taken with a Canon PowerShot G12, which is a nice compact, single-lens camera (although it’s pretty big for a compact and probably barely fits in that category) that can shoot RAW and is a nice substitute for when you want to take good photos without lugging your DSLR around. However, once I figured out how to use my iPhone I’ve rather abandoned the thing; this was one of the few times I actually used it. I have probably forgotten how to use it at this point, but it might benefit me to pull this sucker out again. It can take damn good pics, and I think it can shoot in burst mode too, which might make for some cool motion shots. Hmm. I may need to use it in a future studio shoot. Anyway, final photo:

Balloon cars

Not bad at all for a $400 camera.

Gertie

Turns out I didn’t have as many house photos as I thought I did. But I went ahead and edited a few of the sweet cat I bonded with while staying in the guest house last weekend – I never did ask what her name was, and nobody told me, so I have named her Gertie. She never would sit still long enough for me to get a decent shot, but I managed to pull together a few that weren’t a total blur.

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Any time I came near her she’d crawl out from under the little table where she hangs and demand my attention. OK, she didn’t have to demand, she got it just by being cute.

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Yes, my sister-in-law did stamp turkey tracks into the concrete of her guest house. Did I mention she’s a stickler for details?

Gertie also liked to rub her head against the metal stair railing; she’d bang it so hard you could hear it ring out like a gong. I don’t think she’s into self-abuse, just being an enthusiastic cat.

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I don’t know why, but I like this picture.

Here is a picture of the water silo as seen from my bedroom window. I don’t know why I like this picture either, it’s just water storage – but I do.

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And here is a shot of the new house, although this isn’t all of it. It’s longer, but I was too lazy to continue walking backwards to get it all into the shot. Yes, I really did just say that.

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And this is a photo of a painting made by my husband’s grandmother. My sister-in-law had this spot over the dining table set up for this painting in particular; it has its own special light beaming down on it.

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Their grandmother and grandfather moved to some land in Big Bend at some point in their lives, building a house of stone there with their own two hands and basically hiding out from the world in the middle of the desert. My SIL loved going out there and spending time with them. In a way she’s created her own place out in the country to mimic theirs, albeit more refined and less deserted than her grandparents’ place. Apparently that old stone house is still standing but has been abandoned for some time; no one has lived in it since they passed away. My SIL went out to see it a few years ago and said it still has the table set for company (I just realized I’ve never asked if this is a painting of the actual stone house; my guess is that it is but I have never gotten that confirmed).

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As I might have mentioned, I’m returning to work tomorrow, so I expect my writing will get more sloppy as I have less time to pull these posts together. Hopefully you will forgive my lack of grace or grammar as I move forward.* In closing, here’s a shot of some more barn kitties, ones with which I did not bond. They were sweet enough, just not as convenient as Gertie, who was always hanging out right outside my bedroom door.

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*For some reason, I like to upload posts both here and at Flickr right after midnight each day, but clearly that is going to have to change also. My plan is to continue writing the posts a day in advance, and to upload them first thing in the morning when I get up. That’s what I do on Flickr when school is in session.This probably matters to no one, but I’m mentioning it anyway. 

House detail

First off, it’s my birthday today. I don’t like forced celebrations of any kind as I generally find them tedious and more trouble than they are worth, so as usual I am doing nothing special for the big event. Just turning a year older, appreciating the fact that I’m still around to do so, and enjoying being back home after a weekend of traveling. Moving on.

In yesterday’s post I mentioned I’d taken a ton of photos of all the antique architectural details in my sister-in-law’s house, where we visited this weekend. While still there, the internet connection was too slow to bother uploading the photos, but now that we’re back home I can upload the first batch.

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This counter is in her kitchen, and was salvaged from an old general store. 

My friend Lana made an interesting comment yesterday that antiques can hold spiritual energy from the past, and I liked that idea. In fact I originally thought I’d try to conjure up a ghost for each photo here, but I was not creative enough to do it. I did however have a good ghost for this door (all the doors in the house are antique; most of them purchased from one particular resale shop in the Hill Country):

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This antique is haunted by The Ghost That Always Hits You In The Ass On The Way Out. You’re welcome. 

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Not an antique, but it is a cool picture.

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I mentioned this in yesterday’s post, but she bought loads of this recycled wooden trim and used it all throughout the house.

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I asked her where the wood came from, but I don’t remember what she told me.The bathtub isn’t antique – the Jacuzzi jets kinda give that away – but it is a claw-foot tub. 

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These lights are over the recycled store counter in the first photo. As a bonus, you can see my car through the window. You’re welcome again. Also, that painting on the left wall was painted by her grandmother. I have a shot of it I’ll process and upload tomorrow.   

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Light fixture out of jelly jars. I wonder if it gets jammed often. Double-bonus pun!

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Apparently this stove doesn’t work properly, but I loved the bright red knobs on it so whatever.

Lots of driving this weekend and I’m tired, so I’ll upload some more from this trip tomorrow.

Old new house

My sister-in-law recently built a house on her property and this trip was my first time to see it. She is one of those people who puts a great deal of  thought into every nook and cranny of a house, and this one is stuffed with unusual details. All the doors were purchased at antique shops, the wood floors are salvaged from old warehouses, the beams in the ceiling were taken from an old tobacco factory, and even the wooden railing around the porch was stripped from an old house and discovered in an antique store somewhere in the hill country. She has a bar area in the kitchen that was salvaged from an old soda fountain shop and an antique claw-foot tub in the master bath. It boggles my mind the amount of effort it must take to construct a home and incorporate so many unique touches, but she has always been one to care deeply about such things and invest loads of time into personalizing her living spaces.

I wandered about our first day here snapping away with my iPhone, but I don’t know if I took the sort of photos that unify the house as a whole. I was really distracted by the little details, so what I ended up with are bits and pieces of the house that I found photogenic and/or cool. Unfortunately, the wifi out here is horribly slow, and I don’t have the patience it would take to sit through uploading the photos. I’ll upload them in tomorrow’s post after I get back home, but here’s one pic of the lovely screened-in porch that I managed to get uploaded. The railing is the salvaged wood from an old house I mentioned earlier.

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Traveling

I woke up Friday morning feeling much better, so I loaded up the car and headed out of town to the in-laws. Because I’ve never made this drive on my own, I wasn’t sure of exactly where I was headed, and therefore my desire to meander and snap pics was seriously subdued. I was spending most of the drive wondering if I was even headed in the right direction. My goal was to make the 4-hour drive without stopping, but of course this did not happen. And when I pulled off at a roadside rest stop and saw how spiffy it was, I decided I had to take a few quick shots.

My memories of rest stops are fuzzy as I am not a big road-tripper, but in my mind the ones I visited in the past were nothing more than glorified Porta Potties. No air conditioning, definitely no one keeping the place clean, and definitely no toilet paper. This thing was swanky. It had a little community center inside and huge, air-conditioned bathrooms that were well-lit, well-ventilated, and seriously tidy. I didn’t even do that thing I normally do in pit stop bathrooms where I struggle to disallow any part of my skin touching any surface whatsoever while I’m in there.

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Welcome Wagon

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Also educational

As I pulled off the main highway and onto one of the many country roads that would take me to my sister-in-law’s house, I discovered that Texas is close-minded and judgmental towards not just women, but cattle as well. Then again, maybe this goes without saying.

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Slut-cow shaming

7/21/2013: Photo Day

I literally spent all Saturday taking photos; I set up the studio early and then worked in a few hours of shooting intermittently throughout the day, alternating it with doing laundry and other domestic duties. Sounds thrilling I know.

I took about 400 photos and there were several costume changes.  I’m still obsessively working through the results, so I don’t have much to say right now. But I did want to pop by the blog and share a few I’ve processed so far:


I realize the ground is slightly tilted in this photo, but I promise it is perfectly level in real life. 


Love the lighting here.


I always have to make myself look stupid at least once.

Errands!

I made a trip to Party City Friday to pick up a mask and a fake mustache or two for photoshoots (don’t ask), but I was also thinking it would be a great place to snap iPhone photos. I could not have been more wrong. It was way too practical and organized to generate any sort of interesting photo opportunities, which I should have expected of a place frequented by harried parents trying to plan last-minute festivities for huge groups of exuberant children on the cheap and in a big damn hurry. Except this one, which came out kinda cool:

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This being a typical strip center for my area, it had the usual stores – PetSmart, WalMart, Party City, Marshalls, Best Buy, Famous Footwear…you get the idea. So of course, they also had an Ulta, which turned out to be no more photogenic than the PC. They always have way too many salespeople in that store lurking about, forcefully offering assistance and preventing any real picture-taking time. Or maybe they just do that to me. Come to think of it, most of the pics I shot today are quite blurry because I felt I was being watched everywhere I went. It must have been obvious to everyone that I wasn’t hanging around to spend money. Gotta brush up on my stealthy pic-snapping skills. Or maybe just bathe.

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Lips on sticks. Someone’s getting way too literal.

I sauntered into the store next door without really looking up at the sign to see what it was – turns out it was a Pier 1, which I admit I thought had gone out of business (I avoid strip centers like this to the utmost of my ability). I knew what it was, however, as soon as I opened the door because of the overpowering Yankee Candle smell and the abundance of throw pillows scattered onto every available surface.

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This reminded me of a joke: Why are fish so smart? Because they don’t buy shit like this.

Honestly, I would rather gouge out my eyes with over-priced black lacquer Pier 1 chopsticks than spend time in a shop like this. My interest in decorating anything is so far below zero it’s almost antagonistic. I just don’t understand why most of the items in these places exist, or how and when people decide they need these things. For example, I encountered these party dishes that had every dish’s purpose labeled in chalky cursive script right on the plate. I don’t get who sees this and thinks oh, I just have to have that. It’s kind of insulting, when you think about it, plus you’re buying plates that are going to order you around when really it should work the other way. I’d end up rebelling against those party dishes. I’d use them in all sorts of degrading ways for which they were not intended, just to show them who’s boss. The tray that says “a smattering of olives,” (yes one of them said smattering) would end up being a dustpan, and it would damn well like it, too, or else I’d put it in the dishwasher which I assume is exactly where one is NOT allowed to put such a fussy item, in spite of it’s being a dish and all.  And I’d correct the lack of capitalization too.

See what I mean? Antagonistic.

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I’d hang this one on my front door, just because

Sorry I don’t have more to say, or if what I said here sounds lame. My carpal tunnel (or whatever it is I have) is killing me tonight – too much time clicking my mouse editing pics – and I can barely type at this point. Did I mention I am turning 44 this month?

Signing off for now, yours always & etc.,

A Chunk of Cheese