Captured Feeling

Not every photograph that needs to be preserved is a studio portrait - not at all.  Photographs capture the way we look at any given moment in time.  I think the best photographs are the ones that capture the feeling of the moment and this one certainly does.

This was about 1993 on the Beast at King's Island.  It was one of those images snapped by the automatic cameras designed to catch your expression at a sudden drop, twist, or turn.  Those images are not made to last a lifetime - the paper, the ink - it's really just a way for the amusement parks to make a little more money.

But these expressions are priceless.  That automatic camera caught each one of us being ourselves.  And although the image has faded, our memories of that afternoon haven't....and now,  the kids can share this picture with their kids and tell them about the time we went to King's Island....and rode the Beast....and squealed and laughed and laughed again!

Captured Feeling

Not every photograph that needs to be preserved is a studio portrait - not at all.  Photographs capture the way we look at any given moment in time.  I think the best photographs are the ones that capture the feeling of the moment and this one certainly does.

This was about 1993 on the Beast at King's Island.  It was one of those images snapped by the automatic cameras designed to catch your expression at a sudden drop, twist, or turn.  Those images are not made to last a lifetime - the paper, the ink - it's really just a way for the amusement parks to make a little more money.

But these expressions are priceless.  That automatic camera caught each one of us being ourselves.  And although the image has faded, our memories of that afternoon haven't....and now,  the kids can share this picture with their kids and tell them about the time we went to King's Island....and rode the Beast....and squealed and laughed and laughed again!

Captured Feeling

Not every photograph that needs to be preserved is a studio portrait - not at all.  Photographs capture the way we look at any given moment in time.  I think the best photographs are the ones that capture the feeling of the moment and this one certainly does.

This was about 1993 on the Beast at King's Island.  It was one of those images snapped by the automatic cameras designed to catch your expression at a sudden drop, twist, or turn.  Those images are not made to last a lifetime - the paper, the ink - it's really just a way for the amusement parks to make a little more money.

But these expressions are priceless.  That automatic camera caught each one of us being ourselves.  And although the image has faded, our memories of that afternoon haven't....and now,  the kids can share this picture with their kids and tell them about the time we went to King's Island....and rode the Beast....and squealed and laughed and laughed again!

The Final Cut

It was a very hot and humid day.  Wait.....hasn't every day this summer been hot and humid?  Yes.  Yes, it has.  It was so humid that, as soon as we stepped outside,  my lens fogged up....Not quite the look we were going for....soooo....

After cleaning off the lens (more than once), and looking for the remnants of sun to backlight her hair, this is the result.

Many of you have been asking to see Sarah's hair after the cut.  And although the humidity put a quick end to these curls, for the moment, they were lovely!  (Ps  notice her eyes match her dress and no, I did not Photoshop the color)

The Final Cut

It was a very hot and humid day.  Wait.....hasn't every day this summer been hot and humid?  Yes.  Yes, it has.  It was so humid that, as soon as we stepped outside,  my lens fogged up....Not quite the look we were going for....soooo....

After cleaning off the lens (more than once), and looking for the remnants of sun to backlight her hair, this is the result.

Many of you have been asking to see Sarah's hair after the cut.  And although the humidity put a quick end to these curls, for the moment, they were lovely!  (Ps  notice her eyes match her dress and no, I did not Photoshop the color)

The Final Cut

It was a very hot and humid day.  Wait.....hasn't every day this summer been hot and humid?  Yes.  Yes, it has.  It was so humid that, as soon as we stepped outside,  my lens fogged up....Not quite the look we were going for....soooo....

After cleaning off the lens (more than once), and looking for the remnants of sun to backlight her hair, this is the result.

Many of you have been asking to see Sarah's hair after the cut.  And although the humidity put a quick end to these curls, for the moment, they were lovely!  (Ps  notice her eyes match her dress and no, I did not Photoshop the color)

Locks of Love

First of all, I love these locks :-)  I never managed to grow my hair this long.  Sarah wins!

However, it's time for a change.  The record-setting, blistering heat in the MidSouth sealed the deal.  Sarah has an appointment this evening to cut her hair and donate it to Locks of Love.  But before her hair was cut, we decided it would be fun to photograph it in it's entirety. 
 
So here she is with her "Locks of Love":

And here she is just after the first cut.  Wait till you see the final result......she came home, dried her hair in a blink of an eye, changed clothes and was off to show her friends. 

It looks absolutely terrific!  We will take "after" pictures this weekend.   Stay tuned.

Locks of Love

First of all, I love these locks :-)  I never managed to grow my hair this long.  Sarah wins!

However, it's time for a change.  The record-setting, blistering heat in the MidSouth sealed the deal.  Sarah has an appointment this evening to cut her hair and donate it to Locks of Love.  But before her hair was cut, we decided it would be fun to photograph it in it's entirety. 
 
So here she is with her "Locks of Love":

And here she is just after the first cut.  Wait till you see the final result......she came home, dried her hair in a blink of an eye, changed clothes and was off to show her friends. 

It looks absolutely terrific!  We will take "after" pictures this weekend.   Stay tuned.

Locks of Love

First of all, I love these locks :-)  I never managed to grow my hair this long.  Sarah wins!

However, it's time for a change.  The record-setting, blistering heat in the MidSouth sealed the deal.  Sarah has an appointment this evening to cut her hair and donate it to Locks of Love.  But before her hair was cut, we decided it would be fun to photograph it in it's entirety. 
 
So here she is with her "Locks of Love":

And here she is just after the first cut.  Wait till you see the final result......she came home, dried her hair in a blink of an eye, changed clothes and was off to show her friends. 

It looks absolutely terrific!  We will take "after" pictures this weekend.   Stay tuned.

Me and My Brothers

Just me.....

..and my brothers.....

....strollin' down the avenue.... (or gravel road as the case may be :-) 

 

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Me and My Brothers

Just me.....

..and my brothers.....

....strollin' down the avenue.... (or gravel road as the case may be :-) 

 

... to see more click here

Me and My Brothers

Just me.....

..and my brothers.....

....strollin' down the avenue.... (or gravel road as the case may be :-) 

 

... to see more click here

Fifty Years of Cowboy Boots

Maybe it's a bit silly, but this week, I'm celebrating 50 years of cowboy boots. My birthday is Friday, and it just seemed appropriate to have a couple of photographs to illustrate that although time is passing, some things never change.  I love boots.  I love fringe.
Even though I'm now very, very grown up.

Fifty Years of Cowboy Boots

Maybe it's a bit silly, but this week, I'm celebrating 50 years of cowboy boots. My birthday is Friday, and it just seemed appropriate to have a couple of photographs to illustrate that although time is passing, some things never change.  I love boots.  I love fringe.
Even though I'm now very, very grown up.

Fifty Years of Cowboy Boots

Maybe it's a bit silly, but this week, I'm celebrating 50 years of cowboy boots. My birthday is Friday, and it just seemed appropriate to have a couple of photographs to illustrate that although time is passing, some things never change.  I love boots.  I love fringe.
Even though I'm now very, very grown up.

21 Years....

1978.  The year I purchased my first SLR.  I had a 50mm 2.0 lens, the camera was manual, and it produced fabulous photographs.  This photograph of a sweet little boy was shot in 1990 with that Pentax K1000.

What to say?  Time passes. This sweet little boy is now 21 and has become a wonderful young man.  He is someone I can trust, someone I love, someone I admire.....he is my son.

21 Years....

1978.  The year I purchased my first SLR.  I had a 50mm 2.0 lens, the camera was manual, and it produced fabulous photographs.  This photograph of a sweet little boy was shot in 1990 with that Pentax K1000.

What to say?  Time passes. This sweet little boy is now 21 and has become a wonderful young man.  He is someone I can trust, someone I love, someone I admire.....he is my son.

21 Years....

1978.  The year I purchased my first SLR.  I had a 50mm 2.0 lens, the camera was manual, and it produced fabulous photographs.  This photograph of a sweet little boy was shot in 1990 with that Pentax K1000.

What to say?  Time passes. This sweet little boy is now 21 and has become a wonderful young man.  He is someone I can trust, someone I love, someone I admire.....he is my son.

Don't Forget "Place"

This a bit of a different project for me.  Rather than a photograph of people, restoring a place was also an interesting project, especially since this is where I went to school.  I was not able to work from the original photograph.  Instead it was from a low-resolution scan, so the end result is much more pixelated than I would like.  Nevertheless, it is still a marked improvement over the original, which had lost all of the original color information except for blue.

I wanted the result in black and white so that it would be a nice companion piece for a retrospective storyboard I'm working on.

If you are considering which photographs to have restored, don't neglect the environmental.