Black eyed Susan

Combining Macro photography and Photomontage. Macrontage?

The word of wisdom

I don't know where you get your wisdom.

I found an endless source of wisdom in comics by Bill Watterson "Calvin and Hobbes". 

This is what I got so far, take a look.

Why isn't my life like a situation comedy?



Why aren't my conversations peppered with spontaneous witticisms?

Why don't my friends demonstrate heartfelt
concern for my well being when I have problems?

Why don't I have a bunch of friends with nothing better to do
but drop by and instigate wacky adventures?

I gotta get my life some writers.

God put me on this earth to accomplish a certain number of things.
Right now I am so far behind that I will never die.

-You can't just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
- What mood is that?
- Last minute panic.











Out of focus

I made a shocking discovery in Carol Leigh Macro Photography class
http://carolleigh.blogspot.com/2011/05/macroclose-up-class-begins-june-1.html
Not everything should be in focus, on the contrary almost everything can be out of focus and still look good.

Carol, you turned my world of scientific precision upside down. Thank you.

Santa Fe, Jackalope, Frida

This photomontage is composed from images taken around Santa Fe this May.

“Gasoline Alley”

Chris & Carol shared with us a fabulous photographer’s gold mine of picture opportunities.  It is called “Gasoline Alley” and frankly it defies description.  You simply have to see it to believe it really exists.  Gasoline Alley is located on the road between Santa Fe and Taos. 

We departed Santa Fe in mixed sunlight but remained optimistic that we would have good light at higher elevations.  After all, we are in New Mexico.  As we gained altitude the skies became darker and darker, but the sheer force of Carol’s will parted the clouds each time we stopped.  When we arrived at Gasoline Alley, the sun popped out and so did our cameras and our questions.  What focal length, spot or center weighted averaged metering, and how in the heck do you get an overview of this place?

The proprietor was a pleasant fellow who enjoyed our interest, calmly leaned against one of his many treasures and chuckled as each of us made our own discoveries, recalling images from our past and drilling in on new images for the future.   

The following pictures are a small sample of how Elena and I saw Gasoline Alley.  We simply couldn’t agree on what frames best captured the spirit of the place, this is a place that speaks to each person individually.  Hope you enjoy our interpretations of “Gasoline Alley.”

Brass Bed

Hey stranger, can you spare a cup of joe

New Mexico Route 66 Sign at Gasoline Alley

Old wire insulators at gasoline alley

Saw collection at gasoline alley