In the coming year, keep your notes organized with “Oregon Notebook”.
It is compact to accompany you on your short or long outings, and it will help your focus with its fresh picture inserts.
Order for yourself or as a gift. The book comes in soft or hardcover, or in a jacket.
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Yet, again, unlike anything else out there -
Northern Rockies: the ancient ocean, the glaciers, the Earth!
Inspiration is served on large
and small scale.
Venus’ slipper or Calypso orchid, Calypso bulbosa
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Tail of summer teases us with fresh parfait, a layer per actual month – strawberry, blueberry, and raspberry.
As warm sun melts away holidays, blasting studio photons liquify ice-cream and make it disappear.
But the food stylist does her magic and our summer in a glass never melts & stays with us 
!
More to come…
Even if you never tasted gazpacho, I’m sure that you must have heard about this chilly and delicious tomato infusion from Andalusia.
Here’s a challenge. Gazpacho (Gaspacho) has a cousin clear across Europe.
On a very hot summer day, the coveted cooling effect is the only thing these two dishes have in common. First of all, remember its name – Okroshka. What means cut [vegetables]. The recipe, as in many folk meals, is very simple: radishes, chives, boiled eggs, fresh cucumbers, cooked potatoes, dill. However, the liquid component makes Okhroshka authentically Russian. To make it complete, one should prepare a special drink called Kvas. Once you have all the ingredients, it’s up to you whether you prefer to taste it together with sour cream or the famous Russian dark rye bread. My advice to you is to take both, eat, and start over. It’s that good!
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I promise, this time, no herring inside a hotdog bun.
What can be more proper than London’s Tower Bridge under properly blue skies with white clouds?!
If the bridge seems too square, symmetric, and parallel, let’s spin it a little bit.
Literally, with a very big wheel.
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Milk has many incarnations; cheese is one them, “milky way” is another. There are also places out there that can be called “milky countries”. Russia, for example, is among such lands.
Unlike that old stale stigma referring to “fire water”, in reality, milk and bread are this country’s serious devotion. It is not a surprise that cottage cheese has perpetrated the local fast food industry so quickly.
Cottage cheese cake is a staple that is eaten for breakfast, lunch, and even dessert. It is consumed limitlessly with … you guessed it … milk (!). I mean sour cream — one of milk’s many incarnations. Told ya, it’s a milky country!
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Here it is; raw herring is meeting a hotdog bun.
Onions and pickles add zest and impression. Simply irresistible, Yumm!
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Start with dessert as often as possible.
The completed results have been deposited safely. All according to laws of gravity.
Moving on to the next course. Ah, onion soup. Yes, it’s not only breakfast that tastes great in PDX.
Bakeries loaded with fresh baguettes, i mean f-r-e-s-h, my dear brasserie de l’Alma. No yesterday’s loaves this morning, roll the memory card!
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Louis IX was clueless about granite rocks of Eastern Sierra Nevada.
Though, he left his many footprints on these sets of stones.
Thinking about historic events of some 7+ centuries that followed Louis’ first steps between undoubtedly breath-taking Sainte Chapelle and Notre Dame,
i wonder whether more Sierras could prove beneficial for the next 760 years.
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Into the New 2011 with an oldest among living terrestrials -
Bristlecone pines of the Eastern Sierras. They have seen the stars and unmerciful suns, way up there.
In bristle-years, Grand Central is a newer structure; actually, it is totally new.
Even with its painted skies, stars and electron suns, GC is as mesmerizing as the Sierran four-thousand-years old patriarch.
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This one is from the group of universal languages. 
Music, sports, and the language of architecture. I remember dragging feet behind my parents on architectural excursions… A guide followed by twenty-thrirty grown-ups dressed in light summer clothes looking lost and at times quite silly-funny.
Growing better, after another travel “to the galaxies far away”, i’m digging into encyclopedias to refresh my memory about “portico, balustrade, guilloche”.
This time, however, it was not only about the language but recognizing an old and very familiar place. Cities are similar to people. Most of them resemble a good wine – the older, the better. This one went through truly spectacular transformation!
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Summer accentuates highlights. Southern summer punches them intensely as the sun rolls up above the horizon in a blink of an eye. Rendering tartelette crème pâtissière au citron avec de la crème fouettée on white plate, starchy tablecloth of the same group of hues, outdoors. Adjusting, reinventing, and moving fast.
Northern summer smears highlights over twenty-hour day and teases the rest with evenly presented shadows.
Summer light brings out extraordinary colors. Strangely enough, i’ve come across this frame as a virtual interpretation of Spain vs. Netherlands during this weekend’s World Cup.
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Three weeks, no see. Do not touch buttons; especially when they come as software updates. Yep, three weeks p….. to the latest and greatest.
At last, after book pros, ipads, ishmats, isubs, finally, back to my libraries. Unflagged the “faces” option, except for that one, above. Pretty self-expalanatory, — APPLE.
Now, definitely more to come …
Left camera on a set and went free without strings. Ate and drunk.
Got open face salmon from Seattle on rye bread with crème fraîche; put square white plate next to window. No studio light is the light, the genuine photon that worked its way to get here-there. Reflected, bounced of another light, made more light,
revealed shape. Back to the studio, speaking to escaping photons.
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Experiencing a special sea cruise: way up north, all the way across Pacific and to the left – Sea of Okhotsk. Nine points storms completely fulfill my “salty sea-dog” experience. The land is just within two-day reach and endless voids of water and air bring new rationalization to a sense of confined places.
Finally comes that brand new morning, skies change covers and land replaces endless waters.
Narrow metal latter swings over the gap of 34F water and I’m trying to step across the ocean into a small fishing boat. Wind makes riding around cliffs quite bumpy and the boat is turning steeply onto its stern.
Strong current and tide rub this modest raft against sea cliffs to the point of boat’s distress; I’m covering the puncture with my mitton and pretending calmness.
Sea caves are beautiful but next time, please…, I would rather be walking on a solid ground.
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Once a year these three things do make sense when mentioned together. Winter holidays bring smells of tangerines and late summer apples into my home. They also bring happy memories of winter school breaks — the time when kids are allowed to build their own daily schedules, though to the extend…
Snow has made another debut after expected-by-no-one Arctic snap.
After freezing my nose in the wind, some demi-sac champagne become sounding very good. I’ve got a true professional blend here; not exactly demi-sac, but with my background nothing really beats botanical extracts mixed carefully and in moderation.
Being home with the family and friends is the best. My brother-in-law was, is and will be a big fan of Julia Child. He wouldn’t miss a singe episode of her show back during his college years. I can’t even dream of competing with his near professional roasted goose boning and layout technique.
This time, goose stuffed with apples and steaming pelmeni were the perfect homecoming meal for everyone around our table. Happy New Year!
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or any other day of the week when looking at the schedule seems like this –
– anyway, very close.
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Northwest is under Arctic snap. Clear skies from sunrise to sunrise; the photography eldorado: sun, clouds, stratosphere, moon, stars, constellations.
Portland, Oregon has bundled up — scarfs, mittens on Portlanders, winter tires on bikes, and layers of de-icer on streets.
Outta PDX is crispier and starrier. It’s good to stay indoors though, even after rapid adaptation to Siberian winters.
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Spent time finding and staying at places with views.
Circled above Mt. Shasta for half hour while listening to the crew and an air trafic controller communications. Being at a destination is what counts. The process of getting there is an experience that signals, from time to time, to keep my expectations in check.
Again, encountered turbulence along the way,
but got steady at lower elevations.
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First he asked who in the audience had a camera.
After a short pause the studio was lit up by the screens of dosens of cell-phone cameras. Jarvis immediately named them “the best cameras”. Following the title of his recent book, he talked about registering momentum with the lens or just a hole in a box — as long as the light meets sensitive surface. I thought, “Is he Jay Maisel DNA-ed by the digital age?” Although, no. For Maisel, working with more than natural light is a mortal sin. Jarvis carries his visual ideas for commercial projects into lighting diagrams. He is a full-powered locomotive of social media. He always shoots only what he loves, thrives on three-hour-nap schedules and never applies SEO tools to his web-sites.
Here he’s powered by a bunch of rechargeable Energizers which he picked up at RadioShack and ate of his way from LA.
I practiced my iPhone skills. Try these over-the-shoulder shots (to my south and north) with your (my) DSLR…
and shutter sound is absent; it is obviously a very discreet form of photography
that brings unmatched content. Chase was very kind to share his photo-opp with me. The copyright belongs to Michael Shay. Michael, thanks; but iPhone is not specifically Hasselblad, it should be held with both hands; nice composition though.
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This turned out to be not what was planned. On its way to Hawaii the sun set clouds on fire and rolled glowing waves back towards shore. Freedom and wildness were nearly absolute when
the modern Thoreau [Henry David] walked into the frame as “a direct dispensation from Heaven”.
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October. Lots of photographs, deadlines, pretty subjects, and raw business as usual.
In October there are places where flowers are in full bloom,
their colors are loud
and delicate petals are aware of even most careful hands.
Water and light mixed with airlike carbon and there we have it — Life.
Plants just do it — water, light, carbon, repeat; our everyday miracle workers.
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Wake up a crowd of ten thousand at 5 am, put on them running shoes, release in downtown in a couple of hours for some 26 miles, and witness the year’s largest running event. It’s bad to call people names, but I couldn’t resist the temptation to occasionally insert “Mr. Ferrari” and “Madam Porsche” while taking this photos.
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It’s impossible to be in two places at once. And there, where I can be, I can’t always pull out an fx sensor and rip frames. This evening’s light has been teasing my will power by drawing colors out of ordinary elements. Finally it got me — another moment of weakness. 
Rephrasing Grover, in Oregon it is legal to take photos with phones while driving but it’s illegal to pump gasoline without an attendant. 
Couldn’t let it go, that sunset light reflected in the evening clouds and bounced off pigmented leaves was a clear manifestation of the return of colors. Autumn is in full swing in PDX.
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Every new visual concept involves knowledge of tools — either real tactile implements or electronic ones. This past week I worked on the project in which a tool was the central visual concept. In the process I thought about tools in general. 
I thought that there’s a myriad of tools, they are mastered for years, improved, changed or kept in their original form.
I thought that every occupation involves tools, some of them are very easy to use others have a great significance. 
Some tools are ancient and symbolic, some are pretty old but being constantly modernized. Other ones are acquired over the years of work, intensely used and rarely replaceable. 
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Love panoramas. They are unobstructed, continued representation of the whole scene. I learned the concepts and techniques back in my cinematographic years. In still imaging, panoramas accompany my portrait, event, and even macro projects; they are absolutely inescapable aspect of landscape or nature photography. 
Big bug’s mobility can, sometimes, be controlled by the temperature what proves inapplicable to Homo sapiens, unless I’m running an epic production. Hence comes the challenge: people keep moving fast regardless of their age 
and surroundings.
The category of panoramic portraits is yet another temptation. My subjects need room to breathe and let viewers know more about their personal space and environment. Here, I knew that Gene loves rolling hills and mountains and he is a great teacher and mentor. 
Then come the breathtaking vistas, oceans, lakes, valleys;
and all the pretty horses, I mean bisons;
sunrises, sunsets, and “Beethoven clouds”;
mountains and glaciers — bringing serenity, serendipity, evocation, expressiveness, the list is endless.
Among all the exclamation points that dodge through the pre-visualization stage of panoramic rush, I hear the voice of panorama king, George Lepp, “before you start, find your concluding frame” .
For an unobstructed view of some of these images, refer to http://pa.photoshelter.com/c/tatianaboyle/gallery/PANORAMAS/G0000rLWpe7oTBz8/
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When I hear or read the name “David Buffington” I think about a high “pilotage” of visual communication, divine photographic techniques, and 30+ years in editorial and commercial photography being fulfilled by projects with Getty, Corbis, and Intel – to name just a few.
Needless to say, I was delighted when David agreed to participate in the “Wednesday Guest Blogger” post and share his thoughts and memories about the beginning of his career in photography, including a couple of examples of his 1974-76 student work.
When I was a child, I enjoyed using my mother’s Brownie camera and taking pictures around home, photographing my parents, our family dog and neighborhood friends. I was always fascinated with photography and while I was in the 6th grade, I went to a camera store, purchased an instructional book and the chemicals to process film and soon processed my first roll of film in my bedroom closet.
I remained interested in photography, and as I grew older, I fantasized about owning a 35mm camera. They looked so cool, all the dials just added to the fascination! I had other hobbies that captured my interest more at the time, learning to fly an airplane, in addition to getting my license to be an Amateur Radio Operator. I continued to enjoy using my Kodak Instamatic camera and I remember playing with it and placing a crystal chandelier glass over the lens to create effects. I took my first trip to Europe at age 19 and I returned with many snapshots of my travels in England, Germany and Holland.
After completing 2 ½ years of college, I dropped out for a while and began working as a maintenance man at an apartment complex. Somewhere with my interest in photography, I learned of Brooks Institute of Photography in Santa Barbara, California and when I saw their catalogue, I was hooked! I felt a strong passion to attend this school and become a professional photographer. Eventually I returned to my hometown of Midland, Texas to live with my parents. In that process, the local portrait photographer was scheduled to photograph my sisters wedding and he learned of my interest in photography and attending Brooks Institute. Seeing an opportunity for him, he convinced me to work for free for him and that he would teach me photography. Young, eager and gullible, I took the bait and I worked for free with great passion and interest. After several months of my ambition having little rewards, I realized I was being taken advantage of and I quit my job and again considered going off to photography school.
The year was 1973 and there was a waiting list of 1½-2 years to get into Brooks Institute. Fortunately, when I worked as a maintenance man, I met one of the residents who was a graduate of Brooks Institute and told me that with his referral, I could get into school with no waiting. I was very excited at the prospect of going to photography school and from viewing the school catalogue; it looked like the environment was paradise. Finally, with my parents’ money and blessings, I took advantage of the early admission opportunity and in October of 1973, I began my 2-½ year program at Brooks Institute of Photography and graduating in April 1976 with a BFA in photography.
My time attending Brooks Institute and living in Santa Barbara are some of the fondest of my life. I was young; passionate, driven, ambitious and had an opportunity to follow my dream. In school, I made lifelong friendships and I think much of that were our common interests of photography. Common interests create great personal bonds.
At the time I was in school, the curriculum consisted of a series of three seven-week classes on Basic photography, followed by a series of three seven-week classes in Applied photography, followed by the chosen major. The majors at the time were Motion Picture, Portrait, Industrial, Illustration or Commercial (being a mixture of other majors). My major was Illustration, and my passion was to create advertising and illustrative images. Illustration consisted of 4 courses, the first two being taught by Bob Smith and the final two being taught by an elderly man, Phil Cohen. Phil Cohen had a reputation and a place of honor among the Illustration students. I think that by the time I got to my final two classes before graduation, Phil Cohen had a place of awe and respect for me before I ever entered his classroom. My sense of him was of being old and wise and I think I looked up to him as a man of great knowledge and wisdom.
I think that Phil Cohen conducted his classes in a way that taught us how to think about a project, an idea, a concept. We were expected to already know “How” to take a photograph, and now we were led into a different thought process and creative process. He guided and stimulated us to analyze a problem and find a creative solution.
Phil Cohen was a man that earned great respect and dignity. He had an interesting and varied carrier, which included being a ghostwriter, a chef, a psychologist and eventually a photographer. I do not recall a single photo that Phil ever created, but I remember him as an inspiration and a man of dignity and honor.
One of the things that I still specifically remember was the day Phil was speaking to my class and of the future of photography. He told us that one day we would be able to take a trip around the world and capture every image in a little card, and using his hands to show the size of the card, it was about the size of my compact flash card, which is in my Canon 5D MII. When I think of his comments made 33 years ago, I am again in awe of my instructor, Phil Cohen.
- David Buffington
To learn more about David’s award-winning work, visit his website at http://www.davidbuffington.net.
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As with any art director, the review process was intense, and it shows (!). I thought that the frames I was shooting have been wirelessly transfered onto my art hero’s camera card. That was not the case.
And I have never asked him about his results; anyway, he didn’t offer. Nowadays, what occurs in camera viewfinder stays in pixels. More to come …
It is clear that Madeleine’s Wine Festival’09 will become a new tradition. And here is why:
For more photos of the event, follow at http://orders.tatianaboyle.com/wine_festival
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Reading art and technical publications evokes inspiration and thoughts; therefore is this new category.
Nikon’s new release of another “first” has made me think a few decades ahead.
These days I can photograph an event and simultaneously transfer images onto a large projection screen. And, in not-so-distant future, I might be able to publish a blog page and project it on sidewalk, outside walls, etc. for anyone to read.
Ads will be displayed in subway trams, on bus stops, virtually anywhere in the air. Will there be a new real estate market for projection areas? I don’t know, perhaps no, hopefully.
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Worked on the coast for a couple of days. Coffee maker stayed home what merited early morning trip to a nearby shop. It takes some will power to let pictures go, not make or take them, and leave things happening without a sound of shutter release.
This morning I gave in. I witnessed chess game unfolding in the quiet corner next to sleepy window. These teenagers were awake and showed unmistakable signs of a specialized mental exercise. Could strawberry smoothie do this to people, to some people?
I have a soft spot for chess. Back in my tender years it was our family game. My dad taught me and we had “tournaments”. My brother was the best player, he played with me a couple of times, once every ten years, perhaps out of mercy.
A curious detail about these girls was that the board and pieces were theirs.
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Many of my fellow photographers carefully monitor all upgrades and newly coming versions of image cataloging and editing software, and some just let them go for a time being or leave it up to their assistants to follow all upcoming trends.
I was looking for something in the past issues of Layers magazine and realized that Adobe CS3 Suite was first announced in 2007, then CS4 was launched in 2008. Adobe seems to be in a race, rush, or maybe being forgetful, and therefore CS4 package seemed as “oh, wait, I [Adobe] have forgotten, there’s more”…
However, one of the spring PDN reviews of CS4′s new features was quite enticing and THIS week I decided to give it a shot. Do I have TIME for that? no, I mean very little no time. That [giving a shot] in turn prompted me to perk up my website. I need to complete it this week; for the love of code and css! Although, new DW makes the process more streamlined. Or is it because of my working location?
I find PS’ redesigned panes somewhat confusing, not-so-intuitive.
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According to a loud and continuing feedback, the absolute favorite of July is this landscape image of sunrise at Lake Tahoe.
It’s being ordered as prints of all available dimensions on an assortment of media, inserted into greeting and postcard designs, thus setting up a record of some sort and beating other compositions, again, this month only [at http://orders.tatianaboyle.com].
Big Thanks to all! and More to come …
Meet Picco, a papillon dog. Papillon means “butterfly” what is true about Picco’s ears. This young fella kept swirling and jumping around studio, he was curious and nervous altogether. I let him go everywhere while re-arranging the set. It looked like I was focused on my work and he concentrated on his learning about the place. At some point he zoomed out of what I was doing and that was a moment when I placed camera’s lens between us.
I’ve called that frame “Sincerely Yours!”. Picco felt tricked, I was afraid I absolutely lost his trust within just 1/250 of a second. Picco went to Pat, his owner.
Though, his strategic maneuver kept session going.
Pat raised up his little treasure and we had a complete portrait of man and his dog.
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Got up at 3; got there at 4. Dark, for human eye. For the camera it is different phenomenon. Photography lives by its own theory of relativity.
Co-o-o-ld, cloudy, starry. Birds are “rubbing their eyes” so loudly. 
Earth has rotated without noise; sunrise.
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Gjon Mili said that photography is 90 percent preparation and 10 percent serendipity.
There are times when preparation requires 100 and more percent, particularly when unexpected delays scream “what time is it?!”. 
I had planned two spare hours for this commute to an assignment and that prep time really helped to arrive on time; although, my initial intent was to spend those extra hours doing photography outside my car. 
Ten miles of traffic jam transforming from parking lot to a parking lot moving at 10 miles per hour. 
All I wish for in G. Mili’s formula is for serendipity to remain a continual value. More to come …
There are car races, there are boat races, there are Olympic races, and marathons. And there’s Trioba race. The Trioba is when you know where you start but have a very general idea where you are heading: on bike, feet — often turning in “bush-whacking”, raft or kayak, with map and compass and without GPS. My car unit showed, and imagination should apply here, that I was in a middle of a scenery, which was non-embraceable by its software components. Sprint part of the race lasts 12 hours and there is 24-hour category. After first four hours I was noticing the exhaustion and sweat, cuts and bruises. The teams were competitive, but their graceful attitude within a group and towards everyone around was completely disarming. They hurt, they were thirsty and hungry, at a times some were lost, but widest smiles and lots of genuinely vocalized exclamations were in never ending abundance.
To see the entire collection, visit orders.tatianaboyle.com/trioba
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Well-worked hands deserve the entire frame.
For 60 amazing years Gene Mason’s hands, mind, and talent have been building golf courses and creating education programs in Oregon and Washington. Skamania Lodge Golf Course, Persimmon Country Club, Crooked River Ranch are just too few to mention. For his photo-session we met on the golf course that is not listed among his many regalia, Mason Course. Building it has been Gene’s dream for 30+ years. It is a very special one, not because of the name, but for the purpose of his another career — teaching.
Gene is enormously patient when it comes to working with the very young athletes and has a precise eye for perfecting golf swings of accomplished champions. In the course of our photo-shoot I asked Mr. Mason, “please hold that flag”. “Oh, you ask me to tend the pin!”, he interpreted.
Gene Mason was a founder of the PGA Education Program and Business Schools and was honored with the Horton Smith Trophy. He also served as a Vice-President of PGA of America. For many years Gene was one of the best players in the Northwest. He is inducted into the PGA Hall of Fame. More to come…
Portraits, portraits, portraits. Lens is uncompromising.
But without it I could never come that close to my subject’s face. As if anyone would let me!
“I’ll call my make up artist!” Oh wait, you are safe.
Let’s just have a conversation with light. 
You are the celebrity, the front cover, the world’s press-release.
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This young lady is an aspiring LPGA player. She made her putt and “went” to the next tee. Asking about her handicap was just a crazy idea.
I thought, I can joggle golf ball on the iron’s face 23 times, and hurried to trip the shutter. Yeah, it’s a space generation. More to come…
In my sensible years I was avoiding catching hornets ‘n such by hands, I’ve got used to bug nets. In special circumstances they were coming in multiple configurations. Web developers would call them “pro-versions”.
Was bugged almost the entire day. This Extatosoma tiaratum [never again! just slipped off my tongue]
is a size of large Starbucks tumbler. That’s what I call a pro-bug. My interest in coffee has disappeared while I was just setting up lights. Jumbo-jet fellas call for slow approach and consistent temps; they can chew on a lot of material that lays or moves around …
did some portrait work here
and here
Than crept the python whose jaws are capable of considerable extension.
The lens was too short to separate us appropriately, should have gotten at least 200, or 300 would even be better. Tigers are scary too. More to come …
Biscotti with espresso,
then berries in chocolate cup,
and coffee mousse as breakfast dessert;
More to come …
“Dorado” effortlessly held the stage in North Portland with its well-thought original fusion themes. This show was also a fusion of band with its audience – all were on stage – and therefore there was no room for lots of fancy camera moves in-between.
Despite and regardless, “Dorado’s” sound, ingenuity, and musicianship [is this a word?] SO did not match their brief and humble introduction. I’d say that even pixels in my camera were smiling; and this is not an exaggeration.
Check the group's website @ www.doradosound.com/index_content.html where you can sign-up for their free MP3s. More to come ...
W. Eugene Smith meant ANY light that was available.
Church of Holy Apostles is a quaint community led by Father Dimitri. Our plan was to record the highlights of Easter celebration. I came with just a minimum-minimorum set up of lights and left the rest to improvisation. The church had one tall window which lit only the altar, the remaining area was dark (in photographic sense) and filled with standing and sitting parishioners. Flashing even a smidgen of strobe near peoples’ faces was just the meanest idea, I was seriously risking to blow my special invitation.
All I needed was light! Then deacon’s chanting weaved with the choir’s heavenly responsorial clause and my improvisations seemed to be lit up by one HOLY photon.
More to come…
The “Little Green Book” (available where books are sold) describes 365 ways to love our planet and publishes one of my photos on its double spread as illustration of love.
Indeed, love the planet, love fresh grapes, drink that famous Oregon Pinot Noir, and so help the sustainable farming. More to come …
Oh, don’t ask. I mean the title of this post. We met with Angelina at her ballet home studio were she is practicing her pas balancé.
After Angelina told me that she was dancing in “Swan Lake” when Russian ballet came to town, I was confident that I’ll be photographing the bright future of the American ballet.
That was until we began talking about school. Now the title of this post is coming together with its context. Guess where people are heading after blistering their feet and twisting their ankles at ballet studios for 15 years?
Right, they are going to Engineering schools. While Sunday mornings are given to attitude en pointe and grand jeté, rest of the week is unequally divided between acing logarithmic functions, resistance of materials, and once in a while movie night.
High school senior’s life is busy and therefore we needed to wrap up our session within an hour or pretty close to it. And I was no less confident that I have been photographing the bright future of the American engineering.
More to come…
David is busy; strategizing, projecting, worrying… He came for a session to update his small business website, “About Us” page, and add images to the company’s modest mailing campaign.
Website?! Campaign?! These days?! Yep.
He had a budget and a well articulated goal: clear and simple. I said I could work with it. When we run a test frame I asked him about his day, he gave this visual reply. 
Works for me! He’s got both of these images and some more to choose from. 
I’m guessing, though, which one he will prefer for website and print? More to come …
First, when Joe saw this photograph it was titled “Joe McNally’s Office Upgrade”. Then later, I read Annie Leibovitz’ description of her watching Robert Frank work for a few days. She writes, “I couldn’t believe that I was able to watch him work for a few days… He picked up my camera once. I was terrified. He held it. It was like being with God.” 
Joe McNally held my camera. It was like being with God. The talent we were working with was running late after her lunch break. All I had were 20 minutes to move the furniture, set up lights, run two test frames … of empty chair, and finish the shoot with the actual talent. Joe said, “I’m your assistant on this one” and sat on this pink throne.
So, what you see is the image of one of the [photography] Gods who was my assistant. More to come…
On Friday MLS has made a long-waited announcement about major soccer (football) team coming to Portland. The news has blown away all socks of Timbers fans.
This aspiring wing player has decided to commemorate the event at the studio; our outside session is coming with warmer weather.
More to come…
Earlier this year Martha Mollison, an acclaimed American-Australian videographer, and TBI (Tatiana Boyle Images) team worked on a set in Portland’s Pearl district to create some instructional photos for the new edition of her book.
Here, a beautiful model Alesia demonstrates the position of camera operator relatively subject. Our photo-set assistant Lisa Driscoll is behind the scene, as it usually happens with assistants and photographers. More to come …