Bodyless beauties, Natick, MA, (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Manikins or mannequins are our alter egos. They stand mute in our temples of commerce, utter slaves of fashion. Only in a classic and poignant episode of the Twilight Zone do they shed tears or try to love. Still I have been troubled by their dismemberment in recent years. They appear now in various states of dehumanization, faceless, headless, armless, or even as mere torsos like some grotesque lab specimen kept alive to further reproduction in Frank Herbert’s Hellstrom’s Hive. Perhaps it is all an allegory for the helplessness and despair of our times.

I found the two bodyless beauties of Figure 1 during my Sunday walk at the mall and was struck by their ambiquity. Photographed in this way, you are not quite certain at first whether these are real people. Maybe the lips of the lady on the left are a give-away.  They otherwise seem like two young women caught up in lace and costume jewellery.

Figure 1 – Shadow band, Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts. IPhone photograph, (c) DE Wolf 2015.

I was sitting with my wife at a favorite coffee spot in the late afternoon yesterday, when I realized that there was this dramatic silhouette of myself cast on the wall. Self portrait from the Outer Limits? The result was the photograph of Figure 1. Late afternoon and late fall light are the keys.

I was very intrigued by the intensity, yet delicate nature, of lines caused by dirt on the window and by the broken pattern of shadows cast by the Venetian blinds. But must of all was the appeal of the enigmatic band – originally green – that breaks the image in two.

Once again the IPhone served as the no-fuss, no-muss camera. After eliminating the color it needed very little Photoshop adjustment – just a bit of dodging here and burning there.

Figure 1 – “Razzle dazzle em’,” IPhone photograph, Natick, Massachusetts. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

“Razzle Dazzle ’em
Give ’em an act with lots of flash in it
And the reaction will be passionate
Give ’em the old hocus pocus
Bead and feather ’em
How can they see with sequins in their eyes?”

Chicago, The Musical

Yesterday morning I was having my Saturday espresso when a saw a woman walking and holding the hand of a little girl in a leopard dress and ruby princess slippers. The woman was walking. The little girl was, in fact, hopping. And I realized that we could all use a lot more of that. We all need to hop a little. The world of children is filled with magic, and this little girl, indeed all of the children, that I saw were thoroughly delighted by the magic of the mall. They are so gleeful when they emerge into it. It is a combination of having devoted parental attention and the sounds, sights, size of everything around them. We need to be less serious have a little less substance and more art in our lives.

We have spoken before about the magic of photography. Photography is intrinsically magical. It was magical to watch the image appear in the developing tray and it was magical to be handed little packages of frozen moments. You have to ask yourself whether any of that magic is lost today in the age of digital photography. I would suggest that the magic is different but still there. The image is only latent on the sensor for a very short time before it is transferred into some file format.  But magically it can be retrieved, and it can be retrieved as often as you want as well as transformed into other file formats, displayed on computer or phone screen, or even reproduced in minutes onto paper. Yep, it is all pretty magical.

So yesterday I went looking for some photographic magic at the mall.  I wanted to see the sequins in the eyes of a child. And I found it in the razzle dazzle of a window display. And just to complete the magic look closely at all of the little control circuits and the LED lights.  Therein, lies the magic of our modern technology.

Figure 1 – Bittersweet. Fresh Pond Reservation, Cambridge, MA. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Yesterday we had record tying temperatures in Cambridge – 73 F deg. It was delightful to be back in a summer shirt and it was no burden at all to walk along the Pond. I even resurrected my now grungy summer cap. Most of the leaves have fallen now, although not all, and it is so much fun to walk upon the path densely covered in leaves and to watch those leaves take flight in the wind. My cat has been waiting for this. For the past several weeks she has watched the leaves pile up on the patio and watched them fall from the trees. But what she really loves is watching them swirl in great numbers in the wind. A hater of the vacuum cleaner, she is a lover of the leaf blower.

The greatest display of color now are the berries, and best among these is the bittersweet. In a sense it is the transition berry, because people collect these vines and make Thanksgiving wreaths for their doors out of them. As a result, it used to be that bittersweet was beloved of New Englanders. Now to be clear there are two species Celastrus sandens the native to North American and Celastrus orbiculatus, the invasive oriental bittersweet. I believe that I have the invasive variety in Figure 1. But they are pretty much lumped together in love or hate. The point is that we are now expected, by the enforcers of political correctness, whoever they may be, to hate the bittersweet because it “chokes” other plants. So if you love the beautiful berries that explode like so much red-orange popcorn, it is best to be quiet about it.  For the New England photographer it is a last boast of autumn, foliage in a microcosm.

Bay-breasted Warbler in fall plumage, October 30, 2015, Fresh Pond Reservation, Cambridge, MA. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

The duck migrating through Fresh Pond is the “big” story but there is also a “smaller” story.  These are the warblers passing through Massachusetts for a second time and headed South. Figure 1 shows a Bay-breasted Warbler – Setophaga castanea. This is a small, sweet looking bird if I may anthropomorphize, and its fall plumage nondescript, but its journey is monumental. It winters with the tourists in the Caribbean, in Colombia, and Venezuela.

At this time of year particularly with the females and juveniles it is hard to distinguish the bay breasted from similar warblers. But in the end I has identified, possibly misidentified it as a Bay-breasted. The black feet rules out the Black Poll Warbler and after examine other shots that I got I see faint striping on the birds back, which in turn rules out the Pine Warbler.

Warblers are fun. If you are not paying attention they are easily mistaken for sparrows. But their behavior is different and they tend to pause long enough and get close enough that if you are quick you can get a few photographs. On the small size is always a challenge. Here I got the eyes nicely in focus which is always the goal.

Canon T2i with EF70-200mm f/4L USM lens at 200 mm, ISO 1600, Aperture Priority AE mode, 1/1600 sec at f/7.1 with + 1 exposure compensation.

Figure 1 – Wing flapping ring-necked duck. Fresh Pond Reservation, Cambridge, MA, October 30, 2015. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

The ducks have begun to congregate on Fresh Pond. They appear to have favorite places, and the different species occupy the same spots as last year. I was delighted on Thursday to see that the hooded mergansers had returned to Black’s Nook.  I had taken a day off from my camera, just to enjoy and take in the color and the smell of fresh air after a heavy autumn rain storm.  When I returned on Friday this group was already gone. But I suspect that others will appear.

The pond itself is filled largely with ring-necks (Aythya collaris). All of the ducks treat humans warily. They don’t flee in a panic but paddle off to a safer distance. Hidden behind foliage and a chain-link fence, I was able to photograph a group when one of the males rose out of the water and put on a “wing flapping” display.  Fortunately I had already set the focus and so was able to capture the scene in the few seconds that it lasted.  This is why I prefer the more moderate zoom – it is quicker than the long zoom and doesn’t require a monopod.

Wing flapping is an expression of dominance and, in the breeding season, a  courting ritual. Multiple drakes often gather around a single hen and display in this way. She in turn  picks out the drake she likes with a nod of the head back and forth or paddling with her head held low.

Canon T2i with EF70-200mm f/4L USM lens at 149 mm, ISO 1600, Aperture Priority AE mode, 1/2000th sec at f/7.1 with +1 exposure compensation.

Figure 1 – Sleepy Saturday. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Regular readers of this blog know that I am not fond of posting cute cuddly animal pictures. Still a great privilege of life is being able to share it with feline friends. Today I wanted to capture the exquisite joy of a sleepy Saturday morning, when the room is filled with sunlight, when you are very sleepy, and when your best friends in the whole world are snuggled up with you in bed.

My particular furry friend is more tolerant of the IPhone than my Canon. The Canon is not to be trusted. It tends to flash in your face – ever so annoying to sensitive cat eyes. After all blinking faster than the flash takes up a lot of energy.

Figure 1 – Oyster mushrooms along Fresh Pond, Cambridge, MA. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Fall in eastern Massachusetts is, I think, just past peak.  It seems like a room in disarray. The ducks have begun their migrations. The ring-necks are starting to gather on the pond. I am waiting patiently for the hoodies and tonight on my drive home I saw several V formations of ducks in flight against the dusk.

But there is another pleasure to be witnessed, and that is the explosion of mushrooms brought on by the dampness and cooler days. This is being played out just beneath our feet and easily missed for the vividness of the trees. Yesterday I spotted the cluster of Figure 1. Mushrooms spend perhaps a day in the splendor of fungal youthfulness. These I believe are oyster mushrooms (Pleurotus ostreatus), although I emphasize that no one should make any eating decisions based on my very limited botanical knowledge.

There is something gorgeous and fresh about them. The image certainly demanded black and white with a subtle tone. But it took a lot of playing with curves, brightness, and contrast to capture the luminescence of the moment.

Canon T2i with EF70-200mm f/4L USM lens at 140 mm, ISO 1600, Aperture Priority AE Mode, 1/500th sec at f/9.0 with -1 exposure compensation.

Figure1 – tone-on-tone, folded paper. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Figure 1 shows one of my absolute favorite black and white subjects a tone-on-tone, and favorite among favorites the tone is white. The image is composed strictly of light and shadows. This is an IPhone image of a huge satiny white paper background to a store window display. Of course, the rotation that I chose, what is vertical, what is horizontal is not the same as the original. The folds seemed to demand something different. As always the trick is not overdoing the contrast, not defeating its tonality and turning into a black and white caricature.  Here also there was the problem of reflections in the window glass. I minimized these by shouting at a slight angle and those that remained a treated by bleaching out the midtones until they faded into the highlights and then softened the highlights to match the surrounding greys. Other than that there is very little dodging and burning here. I set the levels to equalize the histograph and gave it a pleasing gamma – nothing else. I am pleased with the final results.