Still thinking about depth. A second gallery for the weekly challenge. What draws your eye into the picture.
Rolling Pins in Mathews Antiques, Ohio
Homestead Stacks through a rainy windshield
Duquesne Incline Tracks from Below
Looking down into the box of Bird Bath Birds at the Antique Store.
Two door windows.
City View from Incline Ride- The Monongahela River
On the way to school, I drove up McArdle Roadway to Mount Washington.
This is shot from the Duquesne Incline Platform. A blanket of October 1st fog.
Almost a Wordless Wednesday.
Threes. Many things come in threes. It’s a strong number- a favorite number of many.
Still on the theme of three with a triptych story with the suggested 3 pictures will be coming in the near future……………
Thanks Mark for this thought on the Three Rivers even though the stadium by that name was demolished in 2001
(see implosion below)
Allegheny River on the left
Monongahela River on the right
Forming the Ohio River at the triangular point!
I returned to the Duquesne Incline platform on Monday evening as I arrived from Ohio. Not quite as much snow as I thought there would be.
Taken just as the sun sank in the sky and the temperatures dropped. Will try again, a different winter day.
Couldn’t wait any longer to shoot when the sky was darker as it was too windy and cold. You might have liked the night time version better.
Meet Chuck Wise. He says his job has its “ups and downs.” You can find him on youtube he told me! Thanks for the tour, Chuck. I was showing fellow blogger Vastly Curious around the Burgh Wednesday night, all the fine sights ( the city view on Grandview Avenue in Mount Washington)
Brrrr it was windy out on the platform.
Churck Wise (like the potato chip he reminded me so I’d spell his name right) has been operating the incline for about 15 years, just as his Great Grandfather did.
He graciously allowed me to photograph and blog him.. Thanks Chuck.
Length of Track: 794 feet
To watch a 16 second stop action video of the incline – click the blue words- Duquesne Incline
On the way home from school I wound around and up Sycamore Street to Mount Washington. Parked and pulled out the sweater and blazer in the back of the car and layered as best I could. No tripod, no cable remote. Took this with the Self-Timer and propped the camera on an iron fence on the Duquesne Incline platform. Watched the sky grow dark. Met people from Dallas, Las Vegas, a couple of Pitt students and New York City and photographed them with the light up night behind them. An Art Institute Special Effects major was shooting a time lapse exposure and we chatted. Did I mention it was in the low thirties? With a wind chill factor that made it seem really chilly.
A week ago we were in the Columbus Athletic Club bowling and preparing for the wedding celebration. Didn’t feel like driving right home after school and had stayed late to get ready for next week. An art room always needs attention.
My blog header is Light Up Night 2010 shot from the Monongahela Incline.
Not Light Up Night tonight. My friend Ray called. Said there was a huge orange moon on the horizon but by the time I threw on my jeans, wool sweater, hat and scarf, drove up to Mt. Washington, the moon had risen and appeared off white. Clear, cold and windy, met two couples from Minneapolis on their way to the Macy’s Parade in NYC. Ray told them how to drive off the mountain to Fathead’s or Primanti’s on Carson Street. The city lights looked brighter to me than Friday night. It was an impromptu shooting session but a lot of fun. Posting the Radio Tower on Shiloh Street tomorrow.
Started Saturday at Sheraden’s Pancake Breakfast where Marianne is Kiwanis President. It would have been the daffodils in the milkwhite vase and the syrup bottle still-life, a plate of pancakes. Then drove north to Westview to document the 33rd Annual Eggmaking in West View. Multiple batches of fondant poured onto marble slabs, turned with what looks like giant putty or plaster knives, each egg dipped in a giant bowl of chocolate, left to dry on wax paper. A 25 pound bag of Domino sugar in the trash. Or today is grandson Jack’s third birthday and I washed all of his Dad’s and Uncle’s LEGO I finally found on the third floor. All color and suds photo in the farmhouse sink. This photo caught as the Duquesne Incline headed to the bottom station,freight train running under, shot from the gravel lot on Carson Street.
The usual view can be seen on the link listed.