Thursday, January 7, 2010
I admire waxwings - they are beautiful, sleek, social birds and are known to collectively get drunk on fermented berries in the fall. A waxwing was the first bird I painted on canvas with acrylics, years ago.
This is a mixed post, quilt and a BB to celebrate the Thirteenth day of Christmas. No more maids a milking or drummers drumming.
Below are Wednesday BB shots in Penn Station close to the E train platform - I panned a lot trying to get the person moving (mostly to the right). I like the results. It is interesting how I develop and them get bogged down in my BB photography. The scenes are limited and winter takes its toll on the bundled subject matter.
For so long I have moved the BB camera that it was refreshing to try to take a very still picture. Calming - requiring a higher level of concentration - less free form, so for now, refreshing. Hope you are well. Gosh, I wish the winds would die down, here.