All posts tagged: Color

An Inspiration

On the way to someplace else. That’s me. I actually made this picture while I was standing around. During Mardi Gras. I suppose it’s a Mardi Gras picture. Or not. Even though my job is to make pictures, I only do that about 20% of the time. I spend the other 80% doing stuff. Or, doing nothing. And, just waiting. That’s what I was doing when I saw all this graffiti. Nothing. Or, everything. Seeing. Well, you know. That’s the most important thing. Right? As I was reviewing my selects I got an idea. That’s always dangerous. I’m going to experiment with it a little before I show you. I’d like it to be somewhat fully formed before I turn it loose on the world. Even then, it will twist and turn as circumstances arise. The picture. When I saw the scene I liked the volume of the tagging. There is so much of it in a small space. I also liked the light as it fell on the glass doors. There is a nice …

Painting with Light

Some how. Some way. This post, originally scheduled  for noon my time, was posted into a sub category under the heading of “New Orleans, but where do I go?” That was going to be a more touristy sub site of Storyteller. I’ve never actually developed it. I did nothing different from my usual routine. If you click on one of the title next to my name, you can read what I originally wrote. I’m not going to do it twice and WordPress won’t let me copy and paste. Sorry about that.    

Industrial Light & Color

I saw the light. I saw the color. Sometimes shadows are bluish. Especially to digital sensors. They like shadows. They like cooler colors. They don’t always like warm colors. Especially yellow. I play to that when I’m just looking around. Sometimes, people think I add to color when I don’t. I just look for it when I’m out and about. That’s it. I talked about the picture. Already. I don’t really know any story about this building. Except, there is reserved parking. And, the building is made of metal.


Apparently I’m having a problem spelling blue. When I wrote the caption it took three tries. Bure. Bule. Buel. What can I say? It’s all in the details. Just like this picture. Of course, the color caught my attention. But, the details are what held it. Look at all that stuff going on in there. Tagging, Names. Stickers. Writing. Electric meters. A bit of a left over beer. What more could you want in a picture like this?

Nothing But Pink

I was going to write something like, “Pretty in Pink.” But, that’s way too obvious. And, this second line, while on the small side, is important. After all, the Krewe of Zulu were walking in honor of a passed member. No, they weren’t dressed in Mardi Gras clothes. No Tramps suits. No masking. Mostly just good Sunday clothes. Yes. The men’s suits, hats and shirts matched. That’s part of the tradition. Along came this float. All pink. Hats. Flowers. Lipstick. Beads. How could I not photograph them and their bright pink… well, pretty much everything? Then, there are those sunglasses.


Once again. I was sort of stuck. In the middle. But, that put me a pretty good position to continue my graphic explorations. So. I made a blue picture. I made a silhouette. The young man’s glasses helped. So, did the hat. A lot. It gives you a sense of shape. So what about blue? Joni Mitchell wrote a song about it. She wrote it in 1970. It’s not really about the color. It’s more like a poem than a song. But, much of her work is like that. This picture really isn’t about the color either. It’s about a parade. Or, about a feeling. Sort of like the song. An emotion more than a document. But, blue. It’s complex. It means a lot of things to a lot of different cultures. Peace. Royalty. Optimism. Loyalty. Faith. Health. Spiritualism. It goes on. We live on the blue planet. I have blue eyes.  

Black & White Challenge. Or Not.

As some of you already know, a friend of mine, Gale Sutton, asked me to participate in a black and white challenge on Facebook. I had a lot of fun, curating the “right” pictures for the weeks worth of pictures to fulfill the challenge. I also had a lot of fun converting them in post production. It’s not as easy as you might think. Some pictures just don’t translate well. I saw them in color. To my eye, they are color pictures. Others translate very well. Then, there is selecting the right approach to converting them. Since I don’t normally see in black and white this took some fiddling about. Oddly, I reworked them twice. The first pass was done at about 2am because I couldn’t sleep. I thought about it, and decided to confer them again because the first pass couldn’t possibly be any good because I was half asleep when I worked on them Guess which ones worked best? Yep. The ones I made from pure instinct while I was trying to fall asleep. …

Number Two. The Blue Hour.

I showed you this place a few weeks ago. During daylight. I thought I’d return to the scene of the crime, er, picture. And, try to improve it a little at dusk or at least during blue hour. Light and color really matter. This is the resulting picture. Yes. I added a little glow in post production. And, a little more blue. I thought it helped reality match what I saw in my mind’s eye.