(This is part 2 of my history with camera.  Part 1 was last week.)

I remember clearly when my husband and I bought our first digital camera. He’d done the homework and researched what model would be the best for us, but I don’t remember now exactly what model we ended up with. I’m pretty sure it was an HP. We bought it at a Sears in Manassas. We were excited like a couple of kids at Christmas.

I was excited, but skeptical. I couldn’t understand how a camera without film would even work. How could a computer sensor ‘sense’ the light coming through the lens, much less record it? And record it on what? A tiny card that wasn’t even a floppy disk or a CD?

Digital Camera Sensor

Digital Camera Sensor borrowed from DigitalPhotographyfromScratch.com

But it worked. We took photos of our the car and each other in the parking lot of the Sears and marveled at the ability to see the photos instantly on the little screen.

That was about 10 years ago. That particular camera eventually went wonky and we replaced it with the next higher model HP. I never quite understood how they worked, but I was enamored of the fact that I could take as many photos as I wanted without incurring extra costs for film and only paid for the ones that were printed.

But soon, the urge to have a SLR came back stronger than ever. So, I began reading about the digital SLRs. I was intimidated by the price, but also by the overwhelming amount of photographic knowledge of which I was ignorant. I’d heard some of the terms — f-stop, aperture, shutter speed, and so forth — but certainly had no idea how to use them. Every camera I’d ever owned had been a point-and-shoot of some variety.

After a while, however, I took the plunge and got my first DSLR, a Canon Rebel XT. The HP point-and-shoot became solely my husband’s. I’ve haven’t looked back since.

I taught myself how to use the Canon and I loved the ability to take photos of absolutely everything and anything that caught my fancy. And I took a LOT of photos. (And still do. I can easily do 200 in a 2-3 hr walk. More, if I go someplace new with new critters and plants to capture.)

I used my pictures not only for blogs or posting online, or for documenting our family events, but also to capture images of plants and animals that I would then identify when I got home. I sat on the back deck and snapped photos of every bird that came to the feeders so I could learn what they were.

And my photography skills improved. I taught myself (from books and the internet) how to use the features on the camera (or most of them, anyway.) As my skills improved, I wanted to share my photos with everyone. So I began publishing a calendar that included my 13 best photos every year.

And while the Canon Rebel XT was a perfectly adequate camera, eventually I longed for something bigger, better, faster, more.

In 2010, I upgraded to a Canon D-50 DSLR and passed my Rebel down to my husband. I even invested in a couple of really nice lenses, one a zoom and one a macro, so I could get even better shots of nature to learn from, to enjoy, and to share. And, as I wrote a few weeks ago, I even had a professional photographer friend give me some tips on using the manual settings, which improved my pictures even more.

I’ll never be a professional photographer. My photos will never be in National Geographic. But I love taking pictures. Even with my iPhone. If I see an unusual bug or flower or mushroom or tree or rock formation or a dead animal, I want to take it home with me and learn everything about it. And I want to share it with everyone else. Digital photography has given me that dream come true.

Written on January 31st, 2012 , Art Tags:

Nothing gets me madder faster than losing something and having to hunt for it. Especially if I just had the damn thing in my hand. Or especially if I’ve spent the last week creating it.

Case in point: For the last couple weeks I’ve been putting together this cute little birdhouse.

Birdhouse In Progress

Birdhouse In Progress

I made a tiny sign for the front that said, “Bell out of order. Please knock.” (An allusion to the movie “The Wizard of Oz,” my all-time favorite.)

I had the sign finished, awaiting only mounting on the birdhouse. It was with the other pieces that I expected to use for decoration as well.

Then Friday morning, I wanted to check it to make sure the dots of glue I’d put on the ends of the thread was dry and all was well… and it was missing.

I spent more than half an hour looking for the damn tiny thing. It’s just under 1/2” x 1/2” big, with a string less than an inch on which to hang it.

It’s nowhere to be found. I sorted and cleared everything off my table, plus went through the top layers of trash in the can. I looked under the table. All over the floor. Everywhere. Damn thing is gone. I think a little birdie stole it.

It’s infuriating. And now I have to make another one.

On the bright side, I found a 16” x 20” section frame I’d forgotten I had, which is the perfect size for my Great Blue Heron painting, so that saves me from having to buy a new frame. It’s always nice to cross something off the list.

Plus the other day, I found $3 in the pocket of a shirt I haven’t worn since last fall. So that’s good too.

I don’t really mind losing things if I don’t know I’ve lost them. It’s only when I need them and can’t find them. That’s absolutely crazy-making.

I’m sure the little sign will show up. Six months from now.

Written on January 30th, 2012 , Art Tags: , ,

I learned of a new bird yesterday and decided that I wanted to do this week’s creature feature about our flying feathered friends. I reserve the right to do a whole future blog about the equally fascinating birds that don’t fly (and, of course, future blogs about birds in general), but today is about the ones who do fly.

First off, a few stats. There are about 10,000 bird species in the world. Only one person that I’m aware of has ever come close to seeing them all, and that was Pheobe Snetsinger whose own book is entitled Birding on Borrowed Time. Another book written about her is Life List by Olivia Gentile. Snetsinger’s story is one of courage and persistence, but it’s also one of Captain-Ahab-style obsession which ultimately caused friction in her personal life.

Because birds are relatively large, terrestrial, easily visible creatures (compared to, say, worms or deep-sea oddities, of which new species are being discovered all the time), and because people have been studying them… well, since there have been people…. it’s unusual that we come across unknown species.

It’s even more unusual if the unknown species is found in a museum collection rather than in the wild. But that’s what happened last year when a new species of shearwater was recognized in the United States.

New birds do get discovered, however, especially in the forests of Central and South America. Like this Antipitta. And this Oilbird.

Fenwick's Antipitta

Fenwick's Antipitta (borrowed from the DailyGreen.com)

If you want to know about the biggest/smallest, fastest/slowest, and more extremes in the bird world, I found this interesting list.

However, nowhere in the wild world are you going to find a bird like this next one that I just learned about yesterday. You have to see it to believe it, so click on the link watch the video, and be amazed. (I should mention that this is where the robots come in.)

Watch it here.

 

Written on January 29th, 2012 , Nature Tags: , ,

While I enjoy B-Horror movies and Mystery Science Theater 3000, I decided not to put any of those on this list. I may do a separate list of those in the future, but for now I wanted to share the ones of which I like aspects other than sheer laughs or entertainment.

These are the ones that not only entertain me, but also touch me in some deeper ways as well.

Always #1: The Wizard of Oz, starring Judy Garland (1939)

Tank Girl, starring Lori Petty and Naomi Watts (1995)

Kill Bill vol 1 & 2, starring Uma Thurman (2003-2004)

Finding Nemo, starring Ellen Degeneres, Albert Brooks, and Alexander Gould (2003)

Sweeney Todd, starring Angela Landsbury and George Hearn (1982), and also the newer version starring Helena Bonham Carter and Johnny Depp (2007).

The Station Agent, starring Peter Dinklage, Patricia Clarkson, and Bobby Cannavale (2003)

Bound, starring Gina Gershon and Jennifer Tilly (1996)

Frida, starring Salma Hayek (2002)

Psycho, starring Janet Leigh and Anthony Perkins (1960) and the remake starring Anne Heche and Vince Vaughn (1998)

The Others, starring Nicole Kidman (2001)

Written on January 27th, 2012 , Literature Tags: ,

This isn’t going to be pretty.

I built my pastel tray with no intent of ever displaying it to the world. I put function far above style. I basically needed something to hold all my oil pastels and I refused to pay the high prices for pastel trays that the art supply stores demand.

Formcore is cheap and sturdy, PVA glue is strong, and I already had plenty of both. So I built my own pastel trays.

Pastel Tray

My Pastel Trays

I built the longer, narrower one at the top of the picture first, then decided it wasn’t big enough, nor did it group my colors the way I liked, so I built the larger one. The same simple methods were used for both, so I’ll just describe the larger one.

You’ll need 2 sheets of foamcore. Mine happened to be 3/16” thick, but there’s no reason something a bit thinner or thicker wouldn’t work.

I also used PVA glue, which is what I keep on hand for bookbinding, but I imagine that almost any decent glue that works on paper should suffice.

First, I measured my pastel sticks. I have mostly Holbeins, but also some Cray-Pas and a lot of Sennelier. I added a little to the length of the longest sticks to give them wiggle room and decided 3 1/2” was a good height for each compartment. (Although when I measured them for this blog, they varied between 3 3/4” and 3 5/8”. Precision wasn’t my goal.)

Pastel Tray with Ruler

Showing the Size of One Compartment

As for the width, I think I decided to just divide the piece of foamcore in half. I was more interested in the horizontal divisions. The center vertical was an afterthought.

Using a metal ruler and a mat knife, I cut one sheet of foamcore into long 1” strips. I cut the 4 horizontal dividers plus 2 top and bottom edges all the same length, to fit within the two long vertical side edges.

I drew on the uncut sheet of foamcore where each strip would be placed, based on my measurements, then one at a time I laid down a line of PVA glue and held the piece in place just long enough for it to hold.

Corner Detail of Tray

Corner Detail of Tray

Once the glue dries – which for PVA is fairly quick, a couple hours is plenty long – I put my oil pastels into my preferred color groups. I have had no complaints at all about my foamcore trays. They’re sturdy, stackable, moveable, and I’ve even found them handy for holding binder clips and razor blades.

Razor Blades Stuck in Edge of Tray

Razor Blades Stuck in Edge of Tray

 

 

 

In fact, I imagine that if I needed to transport my oil pastels someplace, I could put another sheet of foamcore (or a mat board) over the top, use large rubber bands to sandwich it all together, and take them with me. Or, I could build a custom fitting lid out of foamcore. I could even have my daughter sew me a custom totebag, exactly the right size, to carry the whole thing with a pad of colourfix paper.

That’s a good idea. I’ll have to get that ball rolling.

 

Written on January 25th, 2012 , Art, How-To Tags: , , , ,

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