Salish Sea Diamonds

Been a while since I posted anything. Came across this photo as I was housekeeping my hard drive. From my trip out to Friday Harbor on the San Juan Islands last year. Took this from the Washington State Ferry out of Anacortes. I saw this fishing trawler just heading into the sparkling sunlight breaking through the mist. The light out in those islands is amazing, you just feel better in it. I thought this translated to B&W really well. It’s all about the light.

My brother has a cafe out there so if you ever get the chance stop by Mike’s Cafe and Wine Bar in Friday Harbor (and tell him how much you like his logo- shameless plug).

Mike tending the bar

Mike tending the bar

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All photos ©2014 Scott Sharadin

(Just ask, I’d probably let you use them)

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it’s in the details

We went to Longwood Gardens in Chaddsford, PA yesterday. It’s one of the world’s great botanical gardens, and we’re fortunate to have it close by. We’ve been able to visit in every season, and it is beautiful and different every time. This trip I decided to try to look past the waves of color and get up close and personal. I wanted to work on creating compositions that were almost more like abstract paintings then photos. I haven’t published anything for a while, nice to get back out and shoot some.

on a midnight clear

It’s been a little bit since I posted a picture, so here’s one for the holidays. My first try at night star photography, and I find there is a lot to learn. I’m going to put some serious effort into this through the winter (which is best for astrophotographs because of the reduce moisture in the air). Anyway, Orion has always been a favorite constellation (wow, does that sound nerdy) so I was pretty happy with this shot of it, and how the cypress is pointing to it.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

“Look up into the heavens. Who created all the stars? He brings them out like an army, one after another, calling each by its name. Because of his great power and incomparable strength, not a single one is missing.”

Isaiah 40:26

silica flyover

For glass- our photo101 assignment today- I chose an abstract closeup of the lamp over our kitchen table. It’s a beautiful piece of handblown art glass we got from Glasslight Studio in St. Peter’s. Joel and Candy Bless are these amazing glass artists, and this is one of Joel’s signature pieces. The rich warm swirls of colors always looked like an alien planet to me, so I tried to compose it as if it was a flyby. It’s amazing to me what talented glass artists can do, and this beautiful work has warmed our kitchen for years. Thanks Joel! Here’s the whole thing below.

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almost ready

A landscape was the assignment for today in the photo101 challenge. I chose this image from several I shot; not because it was the best photo really, but because it brought back so many “warm” memories for me.

I grew up outside Philadelphia with three older brothers during the heyday of the Flyer’s Broad Street Bullies. We loved playing pond hockey when ever we could. We would scramble to find enough kids with gear and take over any frozen surface we could locate. From the local quarry to the turnpike underpass, to just a flooded frozen grass area, we played them all. Our favorite “big league” venues were the local ponds. The Smith’s farm pond in Worcester was home ice, and the Heyser’s Mill Rd. pond near the high school was away.  A pretty fierce rivalry brewed between the two pond’s locals; with teams of brothers on both sides. (It was like the Hansons from Slapshot on both sides of the pond- “old time hockey, coach!”)

The goals were home-made from two-bys and chicken wire, and were only knee high. Since no one had any pads; penalties were handed out for any high “lifters” (shots that got over your ankles). Actually having hockey gloves meant you were like a semipro. In the summer the same “crews” played some vicious street hockey games, but I loved the pond hockey. After the games the Smith’s often had a bonfire and hot chocolate out near the pig barn, and they’d graciously garden hose “zamboni” the ice for the next day. Those losers over on Mill Road had none of those luxuries!

The ponds didn’t always freeze over thoroughly, and I still laugh thinking about some of the swims that were taken. My favorite was a kid name Mike whose gear had frozen solid, trying to get his legs to bend enough to sit on his minibike and ride home, cursing all the way. If I ever make a movie, that scene will be in it.

Played a lot more hockey- a lot more organized and expensive- but never more fun than that. I think that sentiment is shared by tons of hockey fans, which is why the Winter Classic is such a huge draw. Pond hockey on a pro level.

Ice Ice Baby!

 

a fountain of grass

I decided to go abstract for today’s assignment- swarm. The fountain grass in the beds are at their final explosion of seed and the way the wind grabs and shakes them reminded me of swarms of flying creatures. So just as the sun set I grabbed this soft focus macro shot.

I like the composition and the soft colors against the movement of the grass stalks. Happy accident.

©2014 Scott Sharadin