Ahh! I have Twitter withdrawal. I was up until after midnight posting. My eyes could barely focus while on Twitter Karma. I was removing the people that were not following me. It is always a tedious task--especially when you are following almost 2000 people. And yes, it seems cynical to remove the people who I follow (but who don't follow me). Of course, there is a practical side to all of this. For those who don't know, Twitter has a limit of 2000 people (for following without having 2000 followers).
So now what? How many times should I keep trying to login to Twitter? And how often? It is driving me crazy! I'm addicted--like a smoker reaching for a smoke. Please, Twitter, come back online!
Things make sense now. I just found out that Twitter is fending off "denial of service" attacks. This is unAmerican! People are losing money every minute.
OK, so this is a good time to update my blog sites.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
The Club
I went to our photography club meeting last night. It was a great networking opportunity. Of course, these people have become my friends.
Last night, we had a sharing session. For about 45 minutes, those who brought equipment shared with others. People brought camera bags full of gear. One person even brought a lighting kit--complete with umbrellas. One of the suggestions was to divide the room ("Canon users on the right side and Nikon users on the left side"--from my perspective). Of course, this rule was not followed. It was a good idea (I suppose). The theme of the composition was "Pets". There were some outstanding dog photos (and several excellent cat photos).
After the meeting, four of us met at Buffalo Wild Wings (in Chesapeake). Tuesdays are half-price (wings) night. We all had chicken wings. We were all happy with our chicken. My was medium (and spiced just right). Three of us had beer (one beer each). We had dark beer. One person had a diet coke. This person once ordered two beers, but ever since then he cringes at the thought of paying the high price ($6.00?) for one beer. Of course, he had two beers on that one night (plus two dozen wings), so he had "sticker shock". We left around 12:45 AM. It was what we affectionately call "professional development". It was a time to blow off steam, cuss, and laugh. It was great.
Last night, we had a sharing session. For about 45 minutes, those who brought equipment shared with others. People brought camera bags full of gear. One person even brought a lighting kit--complete with umbrellas. One of the suggestions was to divide the room ("Canon users on the right side and Nikon users on the left side"--from my perspective). Of course, this rule was not followed. It was a good idea (I suppose). The theme of the composition was "Pets". There were some outstanding dog photos (and several excellent cat photos).
After the meeting, four of us met at Buffalo Wild Wings (in Chesapeake). Tuesdays are half-price (wings) night. We all had chicken wings. We were all happy with our chicken. My was medium (and spiced just right). Three of us had beer (one beer each). We had dark beer. One person had a diet coke. This person once ordered two beers, but ever since then he cringes at the thought of paying the high price ($6.00?) for one beer. Of course, he had two beers on that one night (plus two dozen wings), so he had "sticker shock". We left around 12:45 AM. It was what we affectionately call "professional development". It was a time to blow off steam, cuss, and laugh. It was great.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
How I got started
My passion for photography began during the 1970's. I know I'm dating myself.
In high school (Maury High School), I took several photography classes. Back then, I used a fully manual camera, the Yashika TL Electro. The only "automatic" feature was the built-in lightmeter. Yes, it was "through-the-lens", but it was primitive by today's standards. We used a green ring. An upside down "U" meant over-exposed, and a regular "U" meant under-exposed. If the ring was a circle, the exposure was just right.
High school was boot camp for me. I learned the basic principles of photography--exposure, focus, depth-of-field, composition, and other artistic/ technical concepts. Back then, we shot black and white film and developed it ourselves. We processed negatives and made prints. Even though we worked in a co-ed darkroom, I do not remember any cases of sexual harrassment.
Perhaps I shall expand on these experiences in a later post. For now, I shall fast-forward to the 21st century. I cannot remember dates now, but during the early "00's", I was introduced to portrait photography. I was at a meeting at the Virginia Beach Photography Club (link will appear later). Someone set up a portrait shoot. It was complete with umbrellas and posing stool. I borrowed someone else's camera. I did not even get to keep the images. I only remember that feeling of "wow--I actually captured an image of a model." It was magical. For some reason, these feelings were submerged. It was only last year that I rolled out my business. I had resisted portrait photography because of my love for nature. Ducks and geese do not complain about their portraits. I thought I would enter the niche market of selling fine art. Over time, my fellow photographers "converted me". Thousands of dollars later, I am having the time of my life!
In high school (Maury High School), I took several photography classes. Back then, I used a fully manual camera, the Yashika TL Electro. The only "automatic" feature was the built-in lightmeter. Yes, it was "through-the-lens", but it was primitive by today's standards. We used a green ring. An upside down "U" meant over-exposed, and a regular "U" meant under-exposed. If the ring was a circle, the exposure was just right.
High school was boot camp for me. I learned the basic principles of photography--exposure, focus, depth-of-field, composition, and other artistic/ technical concepts. Back then, we shot black and white film and developed it ourselves. We processed negatives and made prints. Even though we worked in a co-ed darkroom, I do not remember any cases of sexual harrassment.
Perhaps I shall expand on these experiences in a later post. For now, I shall fast-forward to the 21st century. I cannot remember dates now, but during the early "00's", I was introduced to portrait photography. I was at a meeting at the Virginia Beach Photography Club (link will appear later). Someone set up a portrait shoot. It was complete with umbrellas and posing stool. I borrowed someone else's camera. I did not even get to keep the images. I only remember that feeling of "wow--I actually captured an image of a model." It was magical. For some reason, these feelings were submerged. It was only last year that I rolled out my business. I had resisted portrait photography because of my love for nature. Ducks and geese do not complain about their portraits. I thought I would enter the niche market of selling fine art. Over time, my fellow photographers "converted me". Thousands of dollars later, I am having the time of my life!
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