Columbus, Ohio. Holiday weekend with the family. St Patrick Church.
Easter Vigil Saturday evening. The first portion- the Lucernarium.
To photograph a religious ceremony or not. That was the question. Someone was firing off electronic flash.Ugh.
I was trying for minimal camera shake. Being unobtrusive. Limit myself to a few shots.
It was really dark. Just candlelight. And the light of the bonfire from which they lit the Paschal Candle.
After everyone processed into the church, I stayed back and photographed the lilies on the table with the bonfire in the background.
And Donald and Marlene, Erika’s parents were inside the church a bit of a blur.
A woman in front was a blur, too.
Granddaughter Anna coming into the pew. Then I put the camera away in my bag and zipped it so I wouldn’t try to capture the ephemeral smoke from the incense.
Seven readings and psalms and intermittent prayers after each reading, all the altar candles are lit, the lights come on and as the Gloria is sung, the church bells peal and the sanctus bells ring and ring and ring.
And that is just the beginning…..
One of the first images I captured with the new mirrorless camera when I was out in Ohio with the family for Christmas.
Granddaughter Anna with the reflected light from an iPad, no other light.
When one of the grandkids sees something when they’re out and about and thinks-
“oooh, a good one for Grandma’s Blog”, takes a picture to send to me, I like to share it.
Good to encourage their “seeing”.
I told Anna I’ll help her start a blog of her very own. I think she has a great eye. She could start once a week, not daily.
Two years ago Anna took the photo of the pick up truck filled with mannequin legs, headed “to the dummy store.”
I love it when the family calls on FaceTime or SKYPE. Makes them seem so much closer.
I should crop me out of this one but I took this photo by pressing the home button and the top button.
Granddaughter Anna was speaking with me via a device as her Mom looks on.
The light on her face seemed so nice.
Seems as if you were just making your entrance at dawn, not so very long ago. I remember going to school after you were born and how excited everyone was for me. I had just gotten my first digital camera so I could take your photo.
Happy 11th Birthday dear Granddaughter Anna Catherine.
Hope you like the photos I selected for your birthday post. Except for the sock monkey and Henry, it is just YOU this year!
How about that? love you, your Grandma, FF Ruthie
The challenge arrived this afternoon via email. Dialogue.
I looked for two photos from the suggestions below and this exchange jumped out first.
The challenge is 2 images “making the two images talk to one another”
“Not sure how to foster dialogue between two images?
*Photos of the same subject from different perspectives.
*Photos with similar color palettes, textures, or geometric shapes.
*A before-and-after or cause-and-effect composition.”
Eight years ago I created a homemade book for granddaughter Anna for her third birthday. You know those blank white books you can buy in an art store or school supply? I photographed Baby Doll doing all sorts of things around the house and yard and swing set. I even had the photos printed on PAPER and mounted them on the pages and wrote a caption for each shot.
Anna wasn’t a collaborator then as it was a surprise for her.
You get the idea of the book I made. And I thought I could make another one, no problem. HA!
Today her sister Maura (5+) thought it would be a great idea to make a book together, starring her Bitty Baby and Chelsea baby dolls and her AG Clare. I thought it sounded like a good idea, too.
Only problem, Maura suddenly got into some unnatural poses and grimaces and it didn’t look right to me. Also the dolls seemed to have more vacant stares than good old Baby Doll (originally belonging to their mother Erika) who seemed MUCH more cooperative and responsive to my direction (plus it was my direction alone previously)
But I can learn from the experience of the photo shoot. The results did not match my vision. But Maura had a blast and likes the pictures and we all had a great laugh. Erika thinks my efforts are funny. I think it is good to show the outtakes sometimes, too.
I showed today’s pics to her mother Erika and she said she loved them all. Her brothers and sisters are the one who said that Maura looks like a Bobblehead in the one (due to Grandma’s angle and perspective)
Maura liked the photographs, just fine by her.
So here is what we came up with and for me it is back to the beginning and reworking the shots and getting Maura to ease up on the posing. Will see what we come up with on the next attempt.
Ooops down one subject
And the Bobblehead shot.
The super awesome guest blog I mentioned yesterday, Anna 10+ (almost 11)is the photographer. It’s fun for me when the family contributes to the blog effort. Thanks Anna! (Photographed with an iPad.)
Anna and Michael and their Mom and Dad went to the Laurel Highlands this weekend. They toured Frank Lloyd Wright’s Fallingwater , checked out Steeler’s Training Camp at the end of the day and visited General Braddock’s Grave.
Saturday early evening they came to Pittsburgh to pick up the two younger ones, Jack and Maura, and left early Sunday morning. We were 16 for dinner Saturday night with family and friends coming to see them. Today the house is really quiet. :-(
But on Friday night they stayed at the Historic Summit Inn Resort in Farmington, PA.
Michael said the doors had real keys! Here he is with Mark and Erika.
One of the “few remaining ‘porch hotels’ in America.” Built in 1907, The Summit Inn is on the National Register of Historic Places.
Love how she moved to take the photo of the sun behind the red flower
I like the drain pipe line and puddle
And she must take after her grandmother, photographing what was on the table.
Salt and Pepper Still Life
Thomas Edison and Henry Ford and Harvey Firestone stayed at the Summit Inn in 1917. Their names are signed on the Hotel Register. (Dad Mark has that photo)
Leaving for Pittsburgh. A shot from the van window showing motion. I see the snack bag reflection.