Railroad Tracks

This photo was taken on the same day as my horizon photo with the same point and shoot camera. I always wanted to take a railroad track photo. I learned that to take one, you should bring a friend to watch your back. I have to admit that I was a little scared taking this photo because I didn’t know if a train was coming from behind me. The original photo was taken straight on (from bottom to top) because I was in a hurry to get the shot. I altered the image so as to make the middle of the tracks lead the viewers eyes from the bottom left hand corner to the top right hand corner. In order to do that, I had to crop it. Once again, I think the point and shoot did OK.

One other thing, I’m starting to play around with B & W.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Horizon

I took a walk by the bay today and took a couple of shots when I noticed that my main camera had a battery issue, it was dead…LOL. Fortunately, I also had a point and shoot on me. I didn’t like the color on the image when I got home, so I made it into a Black & White. So on the one hand I was a knucklehead for not checking my battery before leaving, but on the other hand I was fortunate for having a backup on me.

I like this bridge and one of these days I’m going to go over during the “Golden Hours” to see what it looks like. Hopefully with a fully charged battery and a not so bland sky. All in all, I thought the point and shoot did OK.

DSCF7232DSCF7225Weekly Photo Challenge: The Hue Of You

As a rabid Terrible Towel waving Pittsburgh Steelers fan, this weeks challenge came to me immediately. Black and Gold. The execution of it was a little tougher, and my wife gave me an idea on which way I should go (God bless her), but I decided to try it in a little bit of a different way. Still life photography is not my bag, but I couldn’t pass up the chance of displaying the Terrible Towel. I decided to add a couple more shots or angles of how to display it.

I Miss This Guy.

This is my Godson Julius. His mother moved to Orlando, FL. a few months ago. And although he’s not my true son, I love him as if he were my very own flesh and blood. The photo was taken about a year ago, when I first started taking photography seriously. It’s a little soft, but when I look at this image I can’t help thinking “what was he thinking about so intently at that moment?” Oh well, I guess Ill never know but I sure do miss him, and his brother also.