Posts Tagged ‘photowalk’
dusk of the corridor
at the Central Park Zoo – photo by Mitch Waxman
Using the same vignette technique discussed yesterday, but this time with a distant focus and lowered POV. Notice how the birds seem to take on gargantuan size, as if they are very far away? If a few model railroad trees and structures were tossed in, wouldn’t this look like a mid 60’s Godzilla set?
a chaotic whirl
at the Central Park Zoo – photo by Mitch Waxman
It is a difficult proposition, shooting into what is essentially a giant fish tank, which is out doors and in the presence of a crowd. I experimented with extending the lens hood on my lens (one of those flexible silicone rubber sorts) and placing it flush on the glass. I left the lens at its widest angle and lowest f stop and shot at a ludicrous 3200 iso speed. I think it’s kind of neat with the vignetting forming the circular pattern.
immundane and ethereal
at the Central Park Zoo – photo by Mitch Waxman
The inch thick glass precluded transmission of sound, more for the protection of the arctic and subarctic specimens within I would imagine, but I’m sure the call of this penguin would be “tekelele”. What else might be housed in Manhattan’s collection of nature’s wonders, whose very existence might shock the citizenry?
harmless stupidity
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Nothing dire today, lords and ladies of Newtown. Neither prophecy nor portent will be presented this day, and sarcastic ironies have the day off. Just a few shots from a walk in the beginning of august, down part of what I consider “the beat”- an area I regularly observe and keep tabs on. Such self appointed territories are really just places that I move through often, mostly on my way to somewhere else. In this case- the somewhere else was Dutch Kills, and I was walking down Skillman Avenue by the Sunnyside Railyard from Astoria.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Illegal dumping, when done with a certain “bon vivant”, is an art form here in the Newtown Pentacle. There is the casually tossed McDonalds bag thrown from a speeding car, the cast off carton or scrap of plastic sheeting, little bits of string. These are the work of mere amateurs. The good stuff is often found at the edges of neighborhoods, dumped by working guys, who have to stack things properly purely because that’s all that muscle memory will allow them to do.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
These were all shot along the same street, within a few blocks of each other. The rotting tomatoes drew me in, but when I saw these paint cans so perfectly posed and lit- a sudden realization that this was “going to be “one of those days”, here, in the Newtown Pentacle.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Down the block, the rococo considerations and delicate chiaroscuro which went into this collection of cast off drapery and garments calls to mind certain lavish moments of Flemish art history dating back to the apex of the Dutch decadence. Can these disparate dumpings be the work of only one hand?
– photo by Mitch Waxman
When this exhausted can of Olive Oil was set so gingerly in the vernal verge, did the executor of the deed realize the resplendent triumph of it’s placement?
