I was wondering what I’d post following the dedication post of the Gary and Nancy Tuckfelt Holocaust Sculpture from yesterday. Thank you for the thoughtful comments and for sharing it with those who were unable to attend.
And then the artist Elena Hiatt Houlihan called me Monday night to say she’d taken photographs of Keeping Tabs at night with a borrowed tripod.
She said to me, “You have to see it at night. The light is beautiful.”
I was half asleep-
but after we hung up, I pulled jeans over my pjs, threw on a coat and grabbed a hat. I drove up Beechwood Boulevard to photograph the sculpture even though Elena had already left. It was 10 PM.
My tripod was at school in my classroom so I took up a Swifter with a flat top pole to steady my camera.
No moonlight to help the effort.
As I got out of the car, I saw the light reflecting off the six million pop tabs encased in the glass blocks. All was quiet. It was moving.
I was all alone until a single figure arrived and entered the sculpture for a time.
I tried a number of settings, shutter speeds, aperture and white balance, trying to get the best quality shot I could, given lack of tripod or remote cable. It was in the low 40’s and I was wishing I had my tripod. Night photography takes practice.
This post seems to complete yesterday’s photographic essay. Good idea, Elena.
and then too much light, blown out- but autumn colors in the surrounding trees
After the homecoming dance I drove up to Grandview Ave. on Mt. Washington. I mistakenly thought the Liberty Tunnel was closed until 6AM. Not!
The clear fall night air lent itself to a couple of photos, sans tripod, just a fence.
The Gulf Building lights are pink for Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
Walking along Smallman Street, I saw this sign.
Just returned home after an unexpected evening at the Pittsburgh Public Theater. Friends called and asked if we would like to go with them. My dad loved this play and I thought of him a lot as I watched it.
Thornton Wilder wrote it in 1938. I’d say it is still going strong!
Directed by Ted Pappas. A really fine performance by all, headed up by Tom Atkins. Act 3 made me cry.
You’ve probably read the play or seen it, the movie or a TV version. Iconic, they say. A classic.
My parents were married in 1939. I have to ask my sister more about their affinity for it but tonight was a dress rehearsal at the O’Reilly Theater.
Opening night is tomorrow September 26th. It will run until October27th.
Everyone stood at the end of the play and gave the cast an enthusiastic, solid standing ovation. Powerful.
Had my cell to shoot this scene outside the theatre. The LION KING was happening at the Benedum and a school bus parked, waiting. A busy night for downtown Pittsburgh, our town.
Anyway, if you live in Pittsburgh, find a time to get downtown sometime in the next 30 days and experience OUR TOWN.
Penn Avenue Shot at Intermission between Acts
Today the painting arrived. A few months ago, I heard from artist Jon Walker.
He asked if he could paint the Sunoco station photograph he saw on the blog.
I thought it was a cool request and appreciated his asking permission. His intention was to paint it, not to sell it to me.
I liked the look of it, the feel and although it was summer and no paycheck season until we returned to school, the gallery put the red dot on it “sold”. It is a wonderful painting. I am thrilled to have it now.
Thanks Jon and the team in Savannah who helped get it to me. When I called again about being remiss in sending the $ I discovered the painting had migrated to another Savannah gallery- The Atlantic Beacon Gallery (go and like them on Facebook, too) where Jon Walker is the visiting artist for September. If you click the link you can see some of his other paintings.
They were most gracious to pack and ship it. Thank you thank you.
Phone shot of ” Sunoco”on the mantel tonight after I unpacked it
The August show Remixing Banality: Rural Studies by Jon Walker was at the Butcher Gallery.
You can go to the Butcher Gallery Facebook page, and see the painting on the left wall at the show (be sure to click the “like” button while you are there! )
The original photo posted in April 2010 On the Way to Munhall
A photo Jon emailed of the show at The Butcher Gallery in Savannah (not sure who photographed this to give credit)
One more photograph from Fireworks Night. Bill Mazeroski statue lit up by the Zambelli Fireworks last Saturday night.
Bill Mazeroski statue in silhouette against a fiery sky.
Knit the Bridge on the Andy Warhol/Seventh Street Bridge. Night shot.
Photographed from the vantage point of the Roberto Clemente/Sixth Street Bridge on Fireworks night, A muddy Allegheny River reflecting the night light. I used the 70-200mm L series lens.
Just three more days of the installation so get down and walk across and back to experience the creativity of communities gathering together who nit and crochet the colorful panels now stretching across the span.
When you read tree I hope you didn’t start to snore z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z
And then as we walked to the car I said, “Steve, that is the same tree, backlit from the stadium lights!”
Tried to find out the use of the building online with no result. Steve saw a sign that said
I needed Frank Relle of Frank Relle Photography in New Orleans to instruct me how to light up the building at night, He is a master of night photography.
But it was a magnificent tree.
When you take a photograph, you realize the limitations of the medium. One tries to capture the scene for the viewer to share later.
The photographer chooses what to focus on and catch- and it’s exasperating at times.
The frozen frame can’t recreate the moment, the atmosphere and surroundings entirely.
The sound of boat horns, traffic rushing by below, a blimp circling overhead, the thousands of fans roar or collective sigh….
The tug and barge in the river are set for fireworks night by the Zambelli
Option two- iPhone panorama
Read the New York Times article and see a video - Pittsburgh’s Stirring Leap from the Abyss