The ducks return to Fresh Pond in Cambridge

Figure 1 - Male Mallard, Little Fresh Pond, Fresh Pond Reserve, Cambridge, MA April 2015. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Figure 1 – Male Mallard, Little Fresh Pond, Fresh Pond Reserve, Cambridge, MA April 2015. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

The other day I was walking around a still frozen Fresh Pond in Cambridge, MA and I was wondering just how long it would take the ducks to return after the melt.  The answer is not long at all.  Maybe there’s a link on Travelocity for ducks to check the ice conditions, like snow conditions for skiers.  But no sooner than a significant amount of water opened up, but the water fowl returned.  So far these have included, Mallards, Canadian geese, Herring gulls, American coots, and cormorants.  Yesterday I tried to photograph a coot on a nasty rainy day.  I succeeded in obtaining a grey picture of a grey bird, swimming and diving in grey water that reflected a grey sky.  The grey-test  but not the greatest of photographs.  I did however, find a beautiful male mallard (Anas platyrhyncus) posing and preening himself on a log – clearly to impress the nearby lady mallard.  Mallards are our most common duck, but still beautiful because of their iridescent green heads and the patch of blue on their wings.  As for Figure 1, I am happy with the pose, the scenery, and with the reflection of the bird in the pond.

Canon T2i with EF70-200mm f/4L USM lens at 200 mm, ISO 1600, Aperture-priority AE mode, 1/640th sec at f/10.0, with +1 exposure compensation.

 

The cranes are flying

The Cranes Are Flying is a  1957 Soviet film about World War II. It depicts in the deepest sense the cruelty of war.  But it ends on a hopeful note when it is observed that the cranes have returned on their winter migration to the arctic. I always have that film in mind, when I watch the great bird migrations, which if we are observant we can see even in a city like Boston.  Species leave in the fall and return in the spring.  It is truly an exhilarating sight, because just as in the movie the point is that, however cruel the human world, nature remains in its consistency.

So perhaps, dear reader, you will find it uplifting to see some wonderful photographs of the 2015 return of hundreds of thousands of Sandhill cranes to Nebraska on their annual migration.  There are a couple of these images that I think especially noteworthy.  The first is an image of the cranes in wild flight against a deep blue sky at dusk by Jim Lo Scalzo for the EPA (European PressPhoto Agency). The important point here is that sometimes you don’t need detail and sharpness to tell the amazing story.  And second is another image also by Jim Scalzo showing the cranes gathered in front of an abandoned Nebraska farm house.  This could just have easily (well maybe not easily or even in color) been taken a century ago.  Therein lies the continuity, and I hope that everyone is just a little bit more relaxed and inspired by the awe and continuity of nature.

Easter breakfast at Helen’s

Figure 1 - Easter morning at Helen's in Concord. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Figure 1 – Easter morning at Helen’s in Concord. IPhone photograph. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

After a satisfying night watching the Wisconsin Badgers defeat the Kentucky Wild Cats in Big Four NCAA play, it was fun to get up late on Easter Sunday morning and go with our friend Jane to Helen’s in Concord for Breakfast.  You gotta get there early.  Helen’s has been the breakfast spot in Concord since 1936; so what is that four generations.  It is just a casual family place with good food and no pretension.

This morning the waitresses were adorned in Easter Bunny ears and I convinced them to pose for an IPhone photograph. Again not a great work of art, just an unpretentious snap shot into a somewhat harsh light. Although I do really like the flare and shadow pattern emanating from the wall fixture.  I had better take a Sunday nap and rest up for Monday’s night championship game, Wisconsin vs. Duke.  At the risk of allienating some of my readers, I have only one thing more to say:

“On Wisconsin!”

The opportunistic fisherman

Figure 1 - The opportunistic fisherman, Little Fresh Pond, Cambridge, MA, (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Figure 1 – The opportunistic fisherman, Little Fresh Pond, Cambridge, MA, (c) DE Wolf 2015.

As the ice has been melting on our ponds I have noticed hundreds of dead fish first floating just below the ice and then in the melted water.  It is a disturbing scene but one quite nature.  This is winter pond kill. In shallow pods as ice and then snow block both exchange with the atmosphere and light penetration to fuel photosynthesis, the water becomes depleted of oxygen and the fish suffocate.  It is a gruesome scene, but quite a boon to the sea gulls, such as this herring gull (Larus argentatus), that have flown inland for the feast.

I found this guy on Little Fresh Pond in Cambridge, MA, feasting on not so fresh fish this past Friday.  The light was annoying, very dull and overcast.  But he was happy to pose for me and I kept taking pictures until I got just the right combination of bird, wing, and fish.

Canon T2i with EF70-200mm f/4L USM lens at 145 mm, ISO 1600, Aperture-priority AE mode, 1/1600th sec at f/10.0, with +1 exposure compensation.

 

Wood and ice

Figure 1 - Wood and ice, Black's Nook, Fresh Pomd Reserve, Cambridge, MA, March 2015. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Figure 1 – Wood and ice, Black’s Nook, Fresh Pomd Reserve, Cambridge, MA, March 2015. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

All winter long I have been intrigued by the trees that make their living with limbs dipped into the ponds and frozen in ice. It seems a tough existence, but they have evolved to a niche.  I made several attempts to photograph them but there was just too much whiteness to carry it off the way that I imagined it.  But now the ice is melting and the process has created some gorgeous textures and contrasts. I took the image of Figure 1 this past Monday at Black’s Nook, in Cambridge, MA around noon in a glorious late March light. The wonderful thing about March light as opposed to its counterpart September light is that the trees have not yet leafed out and the bare wood of the forest is bathed in warm sunlight. I debated keeping the original color, but in the end chose the way that I originally envisioned it in pure black and white without toning.

Canon T2i with EF70-200mm f/4L USM lens at 70 mm, ISO 1600, Aperture-priority AE mode, 1/320th sec at f/20.0, with +1 exposure compensation.

Sony Mobile Phone Photography Awards

Regular readers of this blog will be familiar with my­­­­­­­ love affair with my IPhone 6 as a camera.  It’s gotten to the point that I have to struggle mightily to remember, when I post an IPhone photograph, to say that it was taken with that camera.  Really, why does it matter, and recently I’ve started putting some of my IPhone images up on my YouPic page.

The IPhone 6 camera has gotten rave reviews and in essence you can only fault it for a couple of reasons. First, and foremost, it lacks optical zoom.  So as you zoom in you’re rapidly reducing the number of pixels and ultimately the resolution or sharpness.  Second, it is shooting jpg images; so you don’t have all the advantages of raw.  This means that you don’t have good control over dynamic range and that it is doing all sorts of fancy stuff and not telling you.  But hey, it takes great pictures and it if you’re like me it’s always with you. As for the exciting news, rumor has it that the next IPhone variant will have optical zoom.  I’m starting to wish I had waited!

It should therefore come as no surprise to anyone then, that in the Sony World Photography Awards 2015 there was a category for Mobile Phone Photographs and the winners have recently been announced.  These images have that wonderful spontaneity associated with street photography.  You’re there in the moment and capture the image.  Indeed, you can make believe that you’re checking your phone rather than taking a picture. I was very pleased to see some excellent black and white images among the Sony Awards. The real challenge is to be able to say, yes this was taken with a cell phone. It is really difficult.

Images of crime in the big apple

The US National Endowment for the Humanities has announced a $125,000 for the digitization of thirty thousand photographs from the New York City Police Archives of crime scenes photographs.  The images cover the period from 1914 – 1975 and digitization begins in July after which they will become available on the web.

Remarkably many of these photographs were taken with 8 X 10 tripod mounted cameras.  The photographer typically having his service revolver ready in case the situation got dicey.  Whereas today police investigators can take literally hundreds of digital pictures with abandon, the large format demanded an economy of precision and choice.  And these images typically have that crisp hard perfection of the black and white craft.

Many of them are certain to bring back memories, such as an image of students at Columbia University scaling the police barricades during the antiwar demonstrations in April of 1968.   Others offer a more “the way we were” time machine feeling, such as a 1927 photograph of a policeman in a Brooklyn apartment examining two illicit stills for the production of bootleg.

In their book “Capturing the Light,” Roger Watson and Helen Rappaport describe the origins of forensic photography.  It was foreseen by Fox Talbot and first practiced very early on. The Belgian police may have been the first to experiment with photographing criminals in 1843-44.  Significantly, in 1855 Colonel Gilbert Hogg, Chief Constable in Wolverhampton, discovered among the abandonend belongings of con-artist Alice Grey found a daguerreotype.  He took this to Oscar Rejlander who made twenty calotype copies, which were then circulated around the country and led to Grey’s arrest and successful prosecution. It is certainly a story worthy of Sherlock Holmes.

It is a curious fact that the purposeful photography of one generation can become the art of another. Art relates us to a common humanity, to history, and the mythic.  Events, once news, have a way of becoming defining legend as the clarity of retrospection defines them in terms of greater social movements.  And it is through that process that the metamorphosis of the photograph occurs.  In the same way we desperate to look back. A keepsake photograph: a daguerreotype, calotype, albumin, or tin-type, of a century or more ago, becomes something precious to us.  We need to connect.

 

 

The wink

Figure 1 - The Wink, IPhone photograph (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Figure 1 – The Wink, IPhone photograph (c) DE Wolf 2015.

On my Saturday morning walk at the mall I encountered this woman, not quite real.  She was reclining on a furry chair and was ready to wink at all passersby.  I admired her friendly gaze and carmine lipstick that was ever so perfectly applied, as if printed on fabric. Hmm…

Troglodyte

Figure 1 - The Troglodyte, (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Figure 1 – The Troglodyte,IPhone photograph, (c) DE Wolf 2015.

A troglodyte is  a cave dweller, one who lives in a cave.  But the word has come to take on further and more sinister meanings.  The troglodyte is one who spends his days half-human toiling beneath the Earth.  So much for the happy seven dwarfs.  But more sinister still are the troglodyte Morlocks in H. G. Wells’ Time Machine.  These creatures, descended from humans in the year AD 802,701, live underground, tend machinery, and provide, clothing, and infrastructure for the childlike race of Eloi. Sinister? Well, yes.  The Morlocks eat the Eloi for food.  Shutter.

It was with these thoughts that I like Orpheus descended yesterday into the cave that we refer to as the mall parking garage.  I was intrigued by an intense and eery light that illuminated a foam covered joist with harsh contrast.  I looked up and there it was – not quite human, a specter, Morlock, or troglodyte.  I could not be certain but did manage to take his photograph (Figure 1).