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
Three years ago I photographed men playing Bocce under the Bloomfield Bridge on a regular Bocce Court.
And again at Little Italy Days last year.
Today after school, I was in Groceria Italiana picking up some ingredients for dinner and I saw the street closed off again and the men playing Bocce. The big tournament of matches is this weekend, teams competing against one another, the final matches on Sunday.
The gentlemen I photographed today said to get their picture today cause they wouldn’t be playing too long before being eliminated. One of the men was in a photograph I put on the blog three years ago. They were very gracious and remembered my photographing before. Looked it up right there on my phone and found the post with his photo.
This afternoon turned into a photographic study for me, anticipating the release of the ball, I forgot to go right home and make dinner I got so engrossed in watching.
The balls reacted differently depending on the direction they were thrown, due to the grain of the astroturf which is NOT the usual surface played upon.
Farther back to give the feel for the length of the court.
Trying to get as close as possible to the little white ball at the other end.
And the photograph from three years ago on the Bocce Courts under the Bloomfield Bridge. Moonrise over the Bocce Courts. The gentleman in the photo above is third from the left.
In 1954, Frank Vittor (who has an interesting story if you click his name)sculpted a famous baseball player, Honus Wagner, honoring his contributions to baseball.
The Honus Wagner statue stands at the Home Plate Entrance of PNC Park, Pittsburgh PA. The statue has been in Schenley Park, Forbes Field and Three Rivers Stadium from what I researched before it was relocated to PNC Park.
I posted a St. Joseph the Worker statue in Homestead which was also sculpted by Mr. Vittor
Here is just one side of the base of statue I photographed this evening, of two young boys pointing up to Mr. Wagner on the pedestal above.
They just spoke to me. Maybe it was the way the light made their three dimensions pronounced.
You’ve all heard how valuable the Honus Wagner baseball card is. (millions paid)
Here is what the back of the statue says
(Back of base:)
ERECTED IN 1955
BY THE FANS OF AMERICA
IN HONOR OF A BASEBALL IMMORTAL
A CHAMPION AMONG CHAMPIONS
WHOSE RECORD ON AND OFF THE
PLAYING FIELD OF THE NATIONAL GAME
WILL EVER STAND AS A MONUMENT
TO HIS OWN GREATNESS
AND AS AN EXAMPLE AND INSPIRATION TO THE YOUTH
OF OUR COUNTRY
THE PITTSBURGH PROFESSIONAL BASEBALL ASSOCIATION
RELOCATED BY THE PITTSBURGH BASEBALL CLUB
FROM SCHENLEY PARK TO THREE RIVERS STADIUM
AND REDEDICATED JULY 21, 1972
SO THAT FUTURE PIRATE FANS WILL BE REMINDED OF HONUS WAGNER’S CONTRIBUTIONS TO BASEBALL IN PITTSBURGH.
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Swim Meet Monday afternoon into the evening and night.
Ohio State University.
Just the older two swam in the meet.
Michael diving off blocks
Coach Jeff inspires his team by wearing a duck suit
The duck mascot takes a break on the Lifeguard chair
Promoting team spirit ( not our team but loved the hair)
Wet basketball court Ohio State University
Practicing at the Intersquad Swim Meet at Ohio State Thursday night. Here is the process. Why it is important to practice.
Too Early- Not off the blocks yet
Ooops, missed it. Too late, Not just off the blocks but IN the water
And then a couple where I felt I hit the mark better. Anticipating when the swimmers would be OFF the blocks but NOT IN the water yet
Used the Canon 70-200 mm lens on the Canon 5D. The one that was repaired a couple of weeks ago. It seems to be doing all right.
I felt I got some good action photography practice in as I watched the kids swim. Maura made it 100 meters Freestyle. That is a looong way for a 5 year old.
and by the parking garage in the late evening light
Thought these two photos of Anna at the Dive Meet Monday afternoon, illustrate the concept of freezing a moment in time.
I shoot singly, not in a burst, try to anticipate the moment to click the shutter. Shot these with my 70-200 Canon lens. It was a hot day.
Drove back from Columbus to Pittsburgh with the youngest three grandchildren for a vacation at Grandma’s House.
We went downtown toPNC Park to see the Pirates game. It was Pittsburgh Public Schools Night.
Wasn’t sure how I’d manage with all three ( 5, 7 and almost 9) but it was fine. There was a mixture of fun and boredom for them.
A hot summer night. No rain. Saw a lot of students from school and the grandchildren seemed fascinated as the kids called my name.
Our seats had a great vantage point for the activity on the Allegheny River, too.
Gateway Clipper Ships Pass Under Roberto Clemente Bridge on the Allegheny River
Anticipating the release of the pitch Pirates lost to Cincinnati Reds 6-5
Always like to get a shot of the Cotton Candy Man
A lot of energy left at 10 PM. Home to Grandma’s House.
It was a busy and happy weekend with the grandsons staying over two nights, the family wedding on Saturday and some generous neighbors/friends inviting Steve and me to accompany them to a Pirates Game at PNC Park.
It was good to have an activity and a place to go after the kids left, so I didn’t have time to be in a quiet, empty house on a Sunday afternoon or think about going to school tomorrow to finish the grades and end out the school year this week.
We had the luxury of excellent seats (thanks, Rich) and as the game progressed (Pirates lost to Brewers 1-zip which was unfortunate) we were asked if we would enjoy something from the dessert cart. Who knew there was a dessert cart in the suites section of the private boxes? Certainly not us. Steve and I are usually getting those fifteen dollar last minute, last row seats as high as you can go.
Our host treated us to lemon cake (although there was quite a variety to choose from. Tim (in the black shirt and gold tie) described each of the desserts with great flourish and he created sundaes for the kids and added a dollop of ice cream to a slice of cake.
I asked him if I could photograph him and at first there is a bit of awkwardness for about two seconds and then he relaxed and we worked together to get his result.
Thanks Tim. ( and Matt is writing up the check which our host graciously picked up) The desserts are baked on the premises. By Levy Restaurants. I asked!
Tim and our host Rich. You might remember Rich as the local man who discovered a new use for the newspaper sleeve on my 777th post
I tasted the root beer cake. It tasted like root beer.
and a couple of photos from the excellent seats
the rain held off although we got drenched from a cloud burst as we walked to the T (subway)
Great seats today, thanks Rich.
Can you spot the two birds on a wire, watching the game!
As we were leaving with some fellow baseball fans
I almost forgot One of my favorites to watch- the groundskeepers team.
Getting on the T I don’t think I have ever ridden it before but am trying to remember.
Mr. Kyle Kline Art Teacher.
They were in a hallway so it was difficult to get a good angle to show them at their best.
What a cool project, Mr. Kline!
At the Manchester Craftsmen’s Guild on the North Side/
When I looked into the courtyard I saw this scene
At the high school baseball game after school Monday afternoon.
A gallery of abandoned baseballs in the brush-
Cleat marks in the dirt and discarded sunflower seed hulls
It was like an Easter Egg Hunt, all of the lost baseballs in the underbrush. The afternoon light hitting them sideways.
Leather baseball glove or is it a mitt, lying on the wooden bench.
I see a bit of new green in the baseball photos amongst the dead leaves.