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August 28, 2013

I Might Not
Wednesday. So we slept in a little bit. Couldn't have been the sake last night (unless it was). Up to breakfast and back to take a nap before finishing yesterday's entry and posting. That could have been the sake too, but it wasn't. Certainly not. We only had the three and some part of the fourth with plenty left over for another evening.

You're coming across as a complete bozo in admitting this.

Interspersed with brief flashes of lucidity.

Later. A short walk out and over to the lake taking the now much older D2x and the 18-200mm f/3.5-5.6 G lens, the equivalent (a camera and lens, not overly large or heavy, to hack around with in that it covers most any and every situation you might encounter) to the D4 with a 24-120mm F/4.0 VR lens. No reason to know the difference, but I wanted to prove to myself again the newer D4 combination takes the better picture even if it doesn't have the reach of the 18-200.

Anyway, the one lone egret fishing in the same spot he's been fishing in since I can remember. Could be a she, I have no idea. A bit overexposed, not the best sharpness, maybe should have tried something smaller than f/5.6 when taking the picture, another photograph, still out of focus, of the two brown pelicans sitting where they too have been sitting for this last whatever. Pretty exciting for a short walk along the lake, don't you think?

You've flogged that shtick to death by now, don't you think?

Anyway, maybe try some photographs with the D4 and the long lens later, cutting back on the exposure a third of a stop, maybe two-thirds, to see if I can get something that doesn't blow out the white feather highlights. We learn slowly around here, ever so slowly, but we do learn.

Heading out of the apartment I ran into another photographer I've met a couple of times when I've been out in the local area and see his work now and again on Facebook. He suggested I try some local fashion shows, would I be interested in covering one with him? Fashion shows?

Well, I suspect I could come up with candid portraits at a fashion show easily enough, although anyone wanting fashion photography would like demand the clothes be the central element in the pictures. I could shoot my own candids and he could work at satisfying the client (if there was a client). We'll see if this goes further, maybe get me seeing/doing something a little different.

Later still. The fingertips have started talking back to me over these last two weeks, starting with one finger on the left hand, now all four. Not while I'm playing, but after. Probably a sign I'm playing more. We'll leave it at that, don't want to put a hex on it. Ache on!

Listened to the interview of the President on the News Hour. I wish I had even a shred of confidence he/we knows where we're doing in Syria. Drop some bombs, send some missiles. And then what do we have other more dead people? Yes, we're the big kid on the block and we can get away with it, but there have been a lot of big kids on the block over the centuries, each one eventually destroying itself through stupidity and hubris.


I know, I know. I'm barely able to find Syria on the map.

Evening. Nothing on at six, we watched the Korean pot boiler that runs on Wednesday and Thursdays with little other than internal damage: the same series of long dramatic pauses and idiotic moves that somehow avoid disaster that you could cut by half and double its impact. Ah, well, I watched it. Six of one, half a dozen of another.

Nice evening out there, I really haven't walked along the lake in the early evenings in a while. Might go out and take a look. Then again I might not.

The photo up top was taken yesterday along Lake Merritt with a Nikon D4 mounted with an 80-400mm f/4.5-5.6 G Nikkor lens.