I took a few hummingbird pictures today. Enjoy.
Today marks our sixth or seventh annual trip with my brother-in-law Michael and his partner Jason to visit Jason’s parents in Carbondale, IL. We’ve lost track of how many times we’ve gone.
It’s our fourth trip with our dog Talulah, who loves the trip, but isn’t all that fond of the drive. She gets a little bored.
We all pack into our car and drive down. Jason’s parents have a lovely large home with a pool and nice views. It’s a chance for Michael and Jason to get away from their record store, Gramaphone, that they own and operate together.
And it gives Tina and I a chance to to spend more time with the people we love.
I’ll likely blog from the road, but I wanted to share these interiors from last week’s shoot.
I thought this advice from Photographer Ming Thein was a good reminder in the event of a photography advancement slump.
Originally posted on Ming Thein | Photographer:
There comes a point in the growth of every photographer where they reach a ‘hump’ which appears to be insurmountable in any obvious way: you just don’t think you can get any better, no matter what you do. This may be at a very low level, or a very high one; depending on your natural visual aptitude. But it happens to everybody – it’s happened to me several times in the past. Today I’d like to talk about things you can do to move past it and up your game. After all, everybody wants to make better images, right?
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Just like most of you, I knew Robin Williams from his long-lived career in motion picture. I didn’t know him personally. But sometimes celebrities are so familiar, you consider them close.
At times, he made me laugh harder than anyone could. At others, he annoyed me. There was a TV show that he starred in over the last few years that didn’t last long. Damn, it was awful.
Tina was a huge fan of Mork and Mindy. I was a big fan of his performances in Dead Poets, Good Will, Aladdin, The Final Cut, Hook, The Fisher King, The Birdcage and (Oh god) Mrs. Doubtfire.
The Birdcage is a movie that I could watch every time it’s on TV. It likely was a large proponent for helping me get over the homophobia engrained in my noggin from youth.
In case you didn’t know, Tina was the influence for Nathan Lane’s performance in Birdcage.
He made local headlines in Asheville when he shot Patch Adams, which was a heart warmer. My college roommate was an extra and shows up in a bus in the opening scene.
I don’t really care about his depression. I know people are talking about that. And I’m not a big fan of associating him so much with his dialogue as the ways he performed.
I’m not a fan of the term Rest in Peace. It seems to me that we’re all hoping his spirit doesn’t come back and haunt us. That’s weird.
I can’t say goodbye to him, because his immortality will live with us for as long as we have his movies and TV appearances. That’s the only way I know the guy anyway. So in a way, he’s not really all that dead except for the fact that we won’t see much new content from him. Although, there will be a huge Academy Award segment devoted to him, I’m sure.
Kottke posted the video on his blog below, and I couldn’t help but repost it here.
Seize today, guys. Seize it.