I call this wall art because that is generally where you find it. On a wall. Some shows up on the streets and sidewalks, but the life expectancy of those images is usually shorter. The artists, however, are just as good as any in that paint on the wall. I think it is all great. I have finally collected enough images to print in a book, so we will see how that turns out when it returns. I will continue to collect images, some get replaced, some of the buildings they are on get replaced, or blocked off. There seems to be no lack of artists available, and it seems to a more popular art form. I did a piece on this once before a bit over a year ago. As a good portion of these paintings can only be appreciated in one piece as opposed to chunks of a picture and trying to imagine it as one, I have made panoramas of some because of their size. I hope they show up well here as some took up an entire block. I particularly liked the image of the cowboy. That was the most lifelike image I have run across. I actually thought he was real when I first saw him. He was on one side of the building, his horse (the prankster and painter) was on the other side. When we take a photo, it is a moment in time that we witnessed. When the artist makes a painting like this, they leave a piece of themselves on that wall. There is large commitment to that painting. Whether it be emotional and-or cultural, it is there and very well done. To those folks that perform this art, Thank you.
Monthly Archives: October 2016
One of the challenges to starting a different job, work, hobby, sport – well anything different, is the language used to navigate this new undertaking. Photography is no different. In fact,it may be a bit more confusing than most. Not so many others want you to learn that larger numbers mean smaller holes for your lens. You know, confusing and contradictory things like that. Like signs that say one thing, but could obviously mean something else. Road work ahead. Well, it is always nice to know the road is actually working and not laying about over at the side having a smoke (or smolder), waiting for it’s break to be over. So where am I going with this? I’m not sure, my kids call this mindset “dad jokes”, everyone else just roll their eyes and ignore it. Well, I got stuck in that loop once (probably still there). So my subject this week is street photos. Now we all know what you mean when you say that, but, if you are new, – – – – why would you want to take photos of the street? That has to be uninteresting for anyone, right? I did that, I took photos of the street(s) and sidewalks. I mean why not include the sidewalks? Should they just be kicked to the curb? And forgotten? They are just as colorful and carry as much traffic as the streets, just not as large of objects. Sometimes they (the streets and sidewalks) have things on them, or maybe they carry you over something (bridge). But they are everywhere.
So it seems fall has arrived with a vengeance, and in some areas, it is quite belligerent. We don’t have the snow and really cold weather yet where I am, but it is not far away, I’m sure. As all of the plants and a few of the animals will be thinking about retreating for the winter, things are changing visually. The color is draining from all of our trees and their leaves. We don’t get the bright reds and yellows like they do on the east coast. Ours are more muted and turn brown faster, I think because we do not get the cold snaps. It seems our native trees (the really old ones) follow along this line. The trees that people plant in their yards are the ones that keep the bright rich colors. This weeks images are fresh from the cool outdoors as I was looking for sketching and photo subjects. There are still a few flowers still insisting on displaying their bright colors, plus the hikers tend to show off their colors as well. Then there is the Lamb’s ear type of plant that looks like it was cut out of an old wool blanket. The orange thing is a fungus that was growing on an old log. It is that color of orange too. I don’t know any of their botanical names, for me that may only confuse the image. Happy fall!