Tomorrow's Promise

Blue Christmas

Sheer Power

The New Vintage

It's that time of year, again....

Morning Rocks

Hold the Line

Traps & Buoys

Progress

Unforgettable

Lily of the Pad

Classic Cameras: The Balda

Film is forever. Well, I can't say that, but I know of one photographer who refuses to go digital -- and he does some incredible work with Black & White wet photography. He's even built some of his own cameras and enlargers...and a fully functional darkroom that is still up and running. Looking forward to using it next month and printing some images from my early B&W years. A lot of great memories in there from photo shoots with good friends. Those of you who have spent countless hours in a darkroom understand that there is no sense of time when you've got that sheet of pristine negatives to work with, a box of Ilford Velvet Stipple 11x14 fiber based paper, and trays full of chemicals ready to go . This camera is courtesy of his collection. I may have gone digital, but I can't get enough of these vintage cameras.

Perspective

Tavern on the Terrace

Last Train to Millersville

Countryside Collectibles

TACS: Inspiring Aspiring Artists

Field of Tulips

Stand

Tin City

Fall Classic

Bottles

Winter's Color

Stack It

Veterans Day 2011

Vigil

Ram Tough

Polaroid QuickStep

Mineral City Mix

Stormworn Landscape

Red Starburst

Cracker Jack Prize

LOST

Call to Arms

Plans within Plans

Kodak Duex

Puttin' the Band back together

Childhood Memories Converge

Tropical Delight

Saturday Night Radio Programs

When I went away to college, I had this device that hooked up to my stereo. Inside the 12 by 12 clear box was an 8 inch bar with two LCD strips on it. One lit up red for bass and one lit up red for treble. They responded to the music or speech of the stereo and gave one a display of lights that was intoxicating to watch. My friends and I used to put on my Bill Cosby albums and listen to and watch them for hours. One weekend I returned from a visit home and my roommate told me he and some others tried to watch Pink Floyd's The Wall on it, but that it was just too trippy for them.

Soaring Above the Clouds

Spring's Coming

Because I am in the mood for something vibrant, something living, and a sight of what is to come in the next few months. This makes me think of those in my life who have brought beauty to the world and cared for it and looked after it.

Vanishing Horizon

It's all disappearing. The hood ornaments because they're too dangerous. Really, it's the drivers plowing through populated crosswalks...and pedestrians jaywalking while gabbing on their cell phones unconcerned about the world around them -- these are the people responsible for the damage being inflicted...not a chrome hood ornament. You think the rest of the front end of that car isn't dishing out some damage? Before that it was the big chrome bumpers, and before that wood paneling. How much character remains after all the refining for aerodynamics and the attempts to people-proof motorized means of transport? Those in the wrong are not held responsible -- it is the rest that must pay the price.

They come in Peace

Red Burst Blue

Dashboard Confessional

Off and Running

Hitch up the Wagon

Another one from what we'll refer to as The Millersville Files. An example of finding the optimal point at which refinement of an idea, set-up, camera position, and lighting comes together. There is always the possibility of continuing on and starting to get away from that image. Thanks to some help from my friends and Tom's sound judgment I was able to realize when it was not working and see that I had indeed captured the image I was striving to achieve.

Look to the Skies