Archive for November, 2009

Sunset over Wenatchee.

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I was rearranging the kids room this today… I didn’t realize how much time had passed until I noticed a very brilliant warm light outside. I peeked through the blinds and immediately went for my camera.

The race was on and I was “chasing the light.” Chasing light is never a good thing to do, because you most likely will catch it. My mind was racing of some place that would get me past home rooftops and telephone poles. As I pulled into a neighborhood, I found a vantage point that was ok… just ok.

FIRE!

Wouldn’t it be nice to know in advance where and when the “good” light will be?

peace.
Johno~

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Happy Thanksgiving.

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From my family to yours, Happy Thanksgiving.

peace.
johno~

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It's almost time…

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I love this time of the year. Family seems to be in the forefront of most peoples minds. Thanksgiving and Christmas have a way of pulling in all the stragglers together for a much needed time of family peace. Unless…

You have a large family and you have to cook up TWO turkeys, cranberry sauce, stuffing, potatoes, make christmas cards, take the family “holiday photo,” practice for the Christmas play, holiday piano recital, Saturday gingerbread house making factory, church, the list goes on and on and on and OH YEAH! SHOPPING! IT’S BLACK FRIDAY!

Ugh!

Recently I was in Portland visiting with some friends for coffee at Jim and Patty’s. I was sharing with them about my most recent shopping experience at Old Navy. We were at the Gresham Old Navy about an hour before closing. I had just walked, in tow of the rest of my family, past the front doors of the store. I heard someone yell, “HELP! SOMEONE HELP! STOP THEM!” I turned in time to see a teenage girl, with a over flowing blue Old Navy shopping bag, struggling to get out of the front doors… I watched a store employee, in her attempt to grab the clothes thief, collide into the security pillar… the one that beeps when you try to leave the store with those anti-theft plastic tags. I knew I could catch them so I turned and ran in hot pursuit of the law breaking citizen.

As I exited the doors of the store over the fallen employee, I saw a car full of people open the door for the thief and I knew, this wouldn’t be worth it. I gave up and figured a bag full of Old Navy clothes would not be worth the fight that would have resulted in a 5 on one match. A description of the car and a license plate number would due. Standing beside me was another employee who began chanting the mantra of Oregon license plate numbers until she could pen them down.

I returned to my family and tried to continue like nothing had happened… but something did and my son Caleb knew it. Like months before when, on a trip to Oregon, someone smashed the back of our van window and stole my camera gear, laptop and guitar, Caleb was reminded that there are bad people in the world.

After sharing my story with my dear friends, one said, “It’s because you shop every time you’re down here.” He then said, “The last time I went shopping at Old Navy it was “New Navy.”

It’s true, most of my trips to Oregon include some form of shopping. With 4, almost 5 kids growing monthly, it seems as if there is always a need for something. I’m not against things, it’s just I’m against lot’s of them consuming my life. I want to be different. I want to be challenged this holiday. I want a conspiracy.

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It’s time to think different.
peace.
johno~

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It’s almost time…

AClogodesignStamp2

I love this time of the year. Family seems to be in the forefront of most peoples minds. Thanksgiving and Christmas have a way of pulling in all the stragglers together for a much needed time of family peace. Unless…

You have a large family and you have to cook up TWO turkeys, cranberry sauce, stuffing, potatoes, make christmas cards, take the family “holiday photo,” practice for the Christmas play, holiday piano recital, Saturday gingerbread house making factory, church, the list goes on and on and on and OH YEAH! SHOPPING! IT’S BLACK FRIDAY!

Ugh!

Recently I was in Portland visiting with some friends for coffee at Jim and Patty’s. I was sharing with them about my most recent shopping experience at Old Navy. We were at the Gresham Old Navy about an hour before closing. I had just walked, in tow of the rest of my family, past the front doors of the store. I heard someone yell, “HELP! SOMEONE HELP! STOP THEM!” I turned in time to see a teenage girl, with a over flowing blue Old Navy shopping bag, struggling to get out of the front doors… I watched a store employee, in her attempt to grab the clothes thief, collide into the security pillar… the one that beeps when you try to leave the store with those anti-theft plastic tags. I knew I could catch them so I turned and ran in hot pursuit of the law breaking citizen.

As I exited the doors of the store over the fallen employee, I saw a car full of people open the door for the thief and I knew, this wouldn’t be worth it. I gave up and figured a bag full of Old Navy clothes would not be worth the fight that would have resulted in a 5 on one match. A description of the car and a license plate number would due. Standing beside me was another employee who began chanting the mantra of Oregon license plate numbers until she could pen them down.

I returned to my family and tried to continue like nothing had happened… but something did and my son Caleb knew it. Like months before when, on a trip to Oregon, someone smashed the back of our van window and stole my camera gear, laptop and guitar, Caleb was reminded that there are bad people in the world.

After sharing my story with my dear friends, one said, “It’s because you shop every time you’re down here.” He then said, “The last time I went shopping at Old Navy it was “New Navy.”

It’s true, most of my trips to Oregon include some form of shopping. With 4, almost 5 kids growing monthly, it seems as if there is always a need for something. I’m not against things, it’s just I’m against lot’s of them consuming my life. I want to be different. I want to be challenged this holiday. I want a conspiracy.

“>

It’s time to think different.
peace.
johno~

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One man's trash might be his own treasure.

I was having a conversation the other day with a friend who just purchased his first DSLR camera. We only spoke briefly about RAW’s capabilities before he exclaimed, “the files are huge.” Then he said, “I’m going to have to start deleting more pictures so I have room on my computer. I told him, “just buy another hard drive.” Here’s why.

Unless you’ve shot your foot by accident, you might want to keep ALL those pictures for another day. After my trip to Uganda in 2008, I had over 5000 photos to work through and it was overwhelming. Trying to pick the best shots for presenting in lectures and gallery shows, I could only take so much editing. I had made the cuts as best I could. No one wants to look at 5000 pictures all at one time because even good people can only take so much.

While working on a recent ebook project on poverty, I decided to take another look at all the photos that were not starred from the first run. No surprise, there were several images that I couldn’t believe I had left out of the original set. I’m not sure what I was thinking. What I do know, is my mind has been refreshed. I’ve also, upgraded a few software programs that have given me new techniques working with my photos. I’ve read journals and blogs of others who have challenged my creativity. The result was found gems.

trypsafrica
These are three of many photos I rediscovered and worked with in lightroom and photoshop cs.

With that, before you trash those photos, be certain you could NEVER do anything with them. And remember, never say never.

peace.
johno~

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One man’s trash might be his own treasure.

I was having a conversation the other day with a friend who just purchased his first DSLR camera. We only spoke briefly about RAW’s capabilities before he exclaimed, “the files are huge.” Then he said, “I’m going to have to start deleting more pictures so I have room on my computer. I told him, “just buy another hard drive.” Here’s why.

Unless you’ve shot your foot by accident, you might want to keep ALL those pictures for another day. After my trip to Uganda in 2008, I had over 5000 photos to work through and it was overwhelming. Trying to pick the best shots for presenting in lectures and gallery shows, I could only take so much editing. I had made the cuts as best I could. No one wants to look at 5000 pictures all at one time because even good people can only take so much.

While working on a recent ebook project on poverty, I decided to take another look at all the photos that were not starred from the first run. No surprise, there were several images that I couldn’t believe I had left out of the original set. I’m not sure what I was thinking. What I do know, is my mind has been refreshed. I’ve also, upgraded a few software programs that have given me new techniques working with my photos. I’ve read journals and blogs of others who have challenged my creativity. The result was found gems.

trypsafrica
These are three of many photos I rediscovered and worked with in lightroom and photoshop cs.

With that, before you trash those photos, be certain you could NEVER do anything with them. And remember, never say never.

peace.
johno~

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Desktop for November

Here’s a desktop photo you can use for November.

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you can download it here.

peace.
johno~

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