Photojournalism. We were looking for photo credits, pictures of the day, discussing the purposes of photography.
The students were to find two photographs, cut them out and answer the Who What Where When Why.
There’s such variety of subjects throughout the papers.
Here is what I saw at one table when I was checking on how the project was coming along. It made me laugh out loud.
Guess the purpose of the photo was “to advertise” but the paper wristwatch on his wrist was unexpected.
Thanks to my friend who had brought over a big box of newspapers and left them on my front porch.
When I saw what I thought was a wading pool filled with graffiti, I thought I’d return another day and photograph it.
Sunday after coffee, Steve and I drove over to the park in Polish HIll and as I walked closer, I realized it was NOT a wading pool that was decorated with urban art but a place for kids to skateboard.
Here’s a list of skateboarding terms and info about the physics of it but not sure if I am properly labeling this pit a half- pipe or not.
Alas, not a skateboarder in sight on Sunday morning so no action shots.
just few satellite dishes for reception
It’s always good news for the Burgh when the filmmakers come to town.
I saw a number of trucks and trailers in an East Liberty parking lot as I drove to school, early this morning.
I called to him and said “Enjoy the city while you’re here” and he said “I live here”
then he told me that 98% of the crew live in Pittsburgh.
He was very nice and I drove around the Penn Circle to get home and saw more trucks, lights and filming.
Stalled traffic made it easy to catch a couple of quick shots. On the way back from Bernadette’s South Side Bday party I asked Steve to swing by the route again on the way home. Still working into the night.
Got to eat
That was some giant spotlight illuminating the East Liberty Presbyterian Church
Not much to see really but a road closed and a blur of the Motor Square Garden dome in the background.
Steve was driving later
“Comfort foods may be consumed to positively pique emotions, to relieve negative psychological effects or to increase positive feelings. The term was first used, according to Webster’s Dictionary, in 1977.” Wikipedia
A topic I study and explore from time to time. Take a poll.
In fact, i asked this question just last December.
I was with a friend on Saturday and we were talking about eating in response to stress.
His choice? a pint of Ben and Jerry’s (i forget which flavor)
It’s a new school year.
Grilled cheese on stove and plate below.
“Comfort food is traditionally eaten food which often provides a nostalgic or sentimental feeling to the person eating it, frequently with a high carbohydrate level and a simple preparation. The nostalgic element most comfort food has, may be specific to either the individual or a specific culture.” Wikipedia
Yes, that is a slice of summer tomato on Laura’s Birthday grilled cheese dinner. I asked her what she would like me to make for her birthday (they were in town for Celeste and Shawn’s wedding weekend)
A November day, three years ago, my sister Mary and I were visiting the family in Ohio. She was walking with her two great nephews and youngest great niece and Murphy the Airedale (RIP Murph we miss you) to greet Anna as she came home on the school bus.
The adventure may not seem epic in scale compared to some of the other entries, but when you’re almost 3, 4+ and 6, walking the dog and riding scooters down the block to welcome your big sister( 8) home is pretty exciting.
I like the feel of the wind, the weather, the line of the five of them, making their way to the bus stop at the end of the road.
Last Spring my sister and I went with Erika’s parents, Donald and Marlene as they were shopping around for a camper or trailer for their retirement.
Here is what we found at one of the RV Sales Lots.
I can’t add it to my “Urban Madonna” collection as it is just north of Columbus, Ohio so more like
“Country or Rural Madonna”
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.”
This post inspired by fellow blogger Colline – Wednesdays she publishes a “grateful post”.
Last year at school in the final staff meeting, I was awarded the Most Optimistic Award. I found the little plastic trophy and happy dancing apple in my school cupboard yesterday afternoon and took it out and placed it on my desk. A reminder to remain optimistic,
It’s a new year so don’t want to rest on my laurels, though.
HA! (Just this morning my sister was remembering how dad would say that when he wrote to us)
Would be cool to be a repeat for this new school year, I thought to myself and laughed at myself. A good plan.
Last June Selfie. An unexpected award voted by my colleagues- Most Optimistic
On my way home this afternoon, a different route, there’s a bridge out. What a mess.
It means everyone sits and sits, winds around the corner like snails, waiting to get a quick left turn, the arrow light. It’s a real clog.
I first saw the rainbow on the straightaway and you can see it’s photographed through a tinted windshield.
But then I had to inch up.
What a glorious rainbow.
Were there a parking lot to pull into, I would have done so and gotten the end of the rainbow as it arched into the Allegheny River.
Back in my car since school started, driving around the city all over the place.
Opportunities to see things I wouldn’t have seen if I were stretched in my hammock on the front porch, sipping a lemonade, reading a book, or knitting for winter.
Today I was grateful for the traffic standstill. Got to catch a rainbow. Thanks, Colline. For more posts on Colline’s Gratitude Project, click here.
Uh-oh, can’t see it between the wires as I did when I looked with my eye Interesting wires intersecting.
It gets better and the traffic winds around the bend.
And the other half of the rainbow as I made my way in the traffic
But look what I found this morning on the way to school. (And yes, I pulled to the side of the road)
I was behind a workman’s truck and saw the silhouette.
Pulled over to the curb, mindful of the time, knew I could wait a minute. Parking brake on, the hill’s steep.
The school bus
and then two students walking to our high school.
Turning onto Brownsville Road
School bus coming down the hill
I was hoping for some separation between the two but not this morning.