More hill and sky, in black and white.
It’s always interesting to see how you can manipulate images with a computer . . .
More post processing of older pictures. Over the next week, revisits to the California Poppy Reserve outside Los Angeles. The day we went was windy and cold, and my fingers were so numb I could barely hold the camera. The sky was filled with clouds, the air was clear, and the hills were covered with blues and oranges of lupine and poppies.
This caught my eye yesterday – all the curves in the cloud, path, hills, shadows.
I think this may be the last of all my images of the California Poppy Reserve from last March. Here, the view is up the hill, looking into a ring of clouds. Taken with the Olympus XA4, Kodak Ektar, and scanned by moi using the Pakon 135.
Nothing like watching old westerns to inspire a title . . . this was taken with wonderful Olympus XA4 and Agfa Vista 200 film, scanned with my little own hands on my Pakon 135.
We spent a day in Bodie, California, a silver-mining ghost town in the middle of the high desert in northern California off Hwy. 395. It’s a photographer’s paradise, a state park, and a place with a very interesting history. The dry air keeps it preserved – as preserved as it can be – and the drive out is lonely.
Ever since I can remember, a big pleasure in life is to look at clouds as they drift above. Here, in California, where I live, clouds are rare, and thus to be savored even more. They come with the rain – sometimes fluffy cumulus towering above the mountains – sometimes thin cirrus drifting at high altitudes.
I like lying on my back in the middle of the weeds, looking up at the sky. Clouds change shapes. Birds fly by. Insects hum. All alone.