Humans, throughout history, have feared the dark. Our eyes are not well-adapted to seeing in low light levels and we fear what we cannot see. Our hearing is not as acute as our feline and canine companions. Nor can our sense of smell inform us what may be stalking us in the night.
Almost all of our literature that contains night images is — at least — a bit scary.
Yet, in the normal course of things, most of what is “out there” in the dark is pretty much the same stuff that is there by day. It’s not scarier or more dangerous. We just aren’t sure what it is.
It would seem that the uncertainly — for humans — is the same as frightening. Would anyone like to take a shot at why this is so? Does it go back to caves and lurking saber-toothed tigers? Or is in buried deep in our DNA.
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This week’s topic is Doors and Windows. Some doors have windows in them such as house doors, commercial building doors, garage doors, vehicle doors, bulldozers and trains these are some of what I am looking for. You can all have a solid door with a window being prominent in your photo as well. Both items need to be represented somehow. Be creative.
Doors and windows from Boston, Upton, Uxbridge, Amherst, Williamsburg, and Baltimore.
It belonged in the middle and any other position looks weird.
Alley behind the Massachusetts Statehouse in Boston
Imagine. Week 50! Two weeks to the end of the year. Where did the other weeks go? They just blew through here, leaving dust and dog hair in their wake.
What is an Oddball?
1. A person or thing that is atypical, bizarre, eccentric, or nonconforming, especially one having beliefs that are unusual but harmless.
2. Whimsically free-spirited; eccentric; atypical: an oddball scheme.
Taking pictures on the streets of Boston is entirely different than shooting in Uxbridge.
I had fun with these … seeking a certain “mood” … hoping for a cinematic sensibility. All taken in downtown Boston in and around Symphony Hall.
A bit film noir?
Every year, the town strings lights around the Commons. We first saw this in Boston, two dozen years ago. The idea seems to have caught on all over New England. So at Christmas, wherever you find a town Commons, you’ll find lights strung on all the trees.
From Uxbridge, to Boston, to Worcester, to all villages great and small around New England, see the pretty lights.
It’s a New England thing. Because you won’t find Commons in other parts of the country. I’m sure they decorate … but they do their thing. We do ours.
Marilyn and I went shooting yesterday evening. It was warm as springtime and clear as crystal. A good night for romantic lighting in the middle of our little town.
I used two different cameras – the Pentax Q S-1 and the Panasonic Lumix DMC-FZ200 and got quite different results. The pictures taken with the big Panasonic came out better, as regards color and contrast, though sharpness (or lack thereof) was about the same for both cameras.
Garry used his Pentax Q 7 and his pictures came out rather better than the pictures I took with my Q S-1 … so maybe it was the photographer, not the equipment.
In either case, I suspect tripods would have dealt with all the problems — for both cameras. I have a tripod. I need to actually use it.
I thought I’d show off my some of my favorite Boston street pictures this week. I’m so tired of snow and ice. I need some city grit, colors other than white or gray!
Downtown night in Boston
One of the big pluses of our annual trip to the Boston Pops is my one and only chance to get some night shots of Boston.
This area is called “symphony,” and is the musical center of the city. Berklee College of Music and Symphony Hall are here.
The Tee stop is the Symphony stop. It’s an old and beautiful part of town.
There’s light … and there’s light. Natural light from the sun, the stars, the moon. And lights from lamps, streetlights, LEDs. From wherever it emanates, light is life.