the red solo cup by the knee of the female figure should give some idea as to scale, as should the truck bed behind the male figure. the female is made of chain; the male of cable.

Close two figures

Close male figure

okey doke. so i just sat through two days of nikon school. the first day was a bit too elementary, and my anxiety was acting up, so g & i bailed early. day 2 (today) was better – more interesting (and to me, relevant) subject matter, plus i brought knitting. got to finish those hats for xmas, you know.

one thing that impressed me was the image processing capability of capture nx2, so i picked up a demo copy and brought it home to play with. it’s quite powerful, and i know i’m not doing it justice, but here are two more photos from burning man: a fire-breathing dragon art car.

i will go out this week and take some photos of metal. i will. i promise.

in the meantime, i’m re-sharing these photos from 2005, which i took at harper’s ferry. another photo outing with james. yes, we do that occasionally.

and now they are part of photohunt 138.

and for more metallic photo goodness, go look at alejna’s beautiful spoons, or holly’s motos & taxis in iquitos.

a weekly photohunt, shared via alejna. to get me back behind the viewfinder.

this week’s theme: reflection. i’ll bring up a photo from rosslyn, taken on a walk with james last january. (the whole photo set, with many more reflections, is here, although i noticed i probably didn’t save the images in the right colorspace, as they all look washed out.)

in future weeks, i’ll try for photos i haven’t already posted. lord knows i’ve enough of them. photohunt. what a great idea!

every now and again, the iphone camera goes all wonky. like so:

but w00t! sisters tickets!

and some of this:

a whole lotta this:

batala performing at farragut square when i got off the bus this morning. as i stopped to listen, one of the performers came up and told me i should join. i laughed and told her i had no sense of rhythm. she told me i’d learn.

thunderstorms. early fall heat. the national book festival. and gaiman in his biker jacket.

he did take the jacket off for the book signing, though.

it always amazes me how good-natured he is. this is a man who can sign for hours – this time with a broken finger – and still have a smile for his fans.

’splain, please.