4/29/11

Pacific City




A nice day out at the beach.

4/28/11

a few looks




From NE Portland, by Phoebe and Eric's house, like 49th and Killingsworth. I liked how the sunlight was poking through at sunset.

from Neskowin


a rare level horizon. I'm guessing this was with a red filter, the first success!

From Cape Kiwanda


I blame the skewed horizons on my crooked face (what else?)

a whole new roll


cart blanche for afternoon naps

Easter brunch. Thanks Mom and Dad!

Exhausting!

4/27/11

our corner


Our neighborhood corner. Huge shrubs.

cool tree


huge blooming flowers on these trees. Very pretty

4/26/11

Spring flowers




Broke out the old Mamiya 645. It still works, in its way.

4/23/11

future thing to master, or not, it makes little difference

iambic pentameter.

you know, for college essays and the like  

and the reason I think so:

I was the shadow of the waxwing slain / By the false azure in the windowpane; - Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire (1962)

(the  first  line of the  work)

Did I even get that right?  As much as I dream of being a Lit prof, I listen to more Rolling Stones than I read Shakespeare.

4/22/11

steel plates


I think this is it for this roll. Nothing in the pipes, but keep checking in for hilarious cell phone dispatches (sic)

4/21/11

weird hill



out near St. John's. Maybe it just is St. John's. Or is it St. Johns? Some funny hillsides out there, sort of enveloping some structures.

4/20/11

out-takes from the beach


This one doesn't look ancient

weird beach. I'll have to get back next winter. With the baby!

strange neat colors


my favorite part is the upper left corner. Jake! Shoot some slides dude, they're messed up!

lately


I don't know why they call them micro-brews. I can see them just fine. Favorites: Red Chair I think it's a Pale ale (Deschutes), Bridgeport IPA, Drifter Pale (Widmer). Lots of pale ales. Must be the right time of year for those. Seriously though, 12oz isn't that much smaller than 16.

**because microscopes**

Edit

I also bought a six pack of some Deschutes dark lager that was pretty great. I don't remember the name of it now. Yeah, I'm nerding out on good beer. It's fun. Because you get to drink a lot of beer.

typical


Found a baseball bat out in the woods and proceeded to hit rocks into the river. I was out skating with some dudes and they were buggin out at the noise of the metal bat launching the rocks, a high pitched CHINK, like the tiniest gun shooting a shitty bell. Skating takes a zen-like state where you absolutely CAN NOT be thinking, but you have to be extremely focused. My buddy Joe was convinced that I would hit a rock right when he was trying to wind up for his tricks. He wound up getting his though, a switch kickflip over a little gap to manual. Very good Joe! All I could muster was an ollie manual, but it was my first time boarding in a year and a half or so. I was just happy to have not turned an ankle. Fun day!

4/19/11

actually



These look better with my eyes than the scans quickstop provided. I may have to take my slide business elsewhere.

Donald

4/16/11

Excited to dig into this issue, in about three years har har har

4/15/11

a billion pounds of preparation


NESKOWIN, Ore. - Saltwater, cold and green, wreathes a forest of ancient stumps, standing sentry in the sand.

Winter storms fueled by El Nino have scoured sand from the beaches along the central coast of Oregon and exposed hundreds of stumps like these, some for the first time.

From a distance, the stump forests don't look like much. They could be remnants of an old pier.

But they've become a scientific sensation and tourist mecca, attracting visitors from around the country. Neskowin residents, however, were bewildered, and not amused when their tiny town - so small the telephone company forgot to put it in the directory this year - was besieged by thousands of people wanting to touch, photograph and contemplate the stumps.

Scientists say the stumps at Neskowin are estimated to be nearly 2,000 years old, dating to the height of the Roman Empire.

Another group of about 100 stumps around Newport, to the south, are estimated to be about 4,000 years old, almost as old as the Pyramids.

Some of Oregon's sand forests, including the stumps at Neskowin, have been visible at least in part since the 1950s, depending on winter storm patterns. But this spring, because of heavy beach erosion, the Neskowin stumps show wood and bark never visible before.

Storms at Neskowin also uncovered layers of what scientists think is ancient soil, complete with tufts of dead grass.

The stumps - the tallest on the coast, including one around 6 feet high - are a clue to the violent past of the Pacific coast, and a good predictor of future geologic calamity.

Roger Hart, a marine geologist with Oregon State University in Corvallis, says exactly what buried the forest is a mystery. Powerful earthquakes certainly played a part, he believes.

Quakes dropped the forest below sea level. Other forces combined to snap off the trunks and bury the stumps. Geologic faults, tsunamis, and breached sand bars that allowed saltwater and sand to wash inland also played a part.

Future earthquakes and tsunamis are certain on the Northwest coast. And their potential power is on display in the sand forests, ghostly in the pearly light of overcast skies.

"It's kind of eerie," said Bob Beardsley of Salem as he walked the beach in Neskowin last week. "I've rented a cabin here for years but never seen it like this. It's not normal at all."

Tom Rheutan of Woodburn said he'd visited the beach at Neskowin since high school but never seen the stumps so bare, or so many of them. "It's pretty amazing. The ocean is doing some strange things."

Even the sand looks different, with the usual tawny, fine-grained beach scraped away by the surf to reveal zebra patterns of black, heavier grains banded with fractured white shells.

The bases of the stumps are slick and clean, or delicately beaded with new barnacles, tiny and white as seed pearls. The bases don't show the calcified rings of former barnacle colonies that would indicate long exposure to the air.

Hart, the marine geologist, said the stumps were preserved by their burial. The mix of sand and saltwater that covered them shuts out air that would support sea life that helps decompose wood.

It's the same with faint remnants of ancient grass visible in hunks of soil veined through the sand. Hacking at the mud with a rusty garden tool, Hart last week collected samples to analyze at his lab.

He'll look for microscopic traces of what used to grow there, hints of what the climate was like, whether the water was fresh or salt, and even ancient grains of pollen.

Hart was surprised at the public's reaction to the stumps when they emerged from the sand this year.

Pilgrims descended on the beach by the thousands in Neskowin after news reports described stumps "dating back to the time of Jesus."

About 3,000 people a day trampled the beach and pocked the dunes. "It looked like Woodstock," Hart marveled.

The locals, including those in a gated community adjacent to the stump forest, did not like the intrusions.

In what are supposed to be the quiet months, visitors tramped through people's yards, lined Highway 101 with cars, and, locals say, left trash and bad memories behind.

Some towns would have capitalized on the off-season tourist interest. In Neskowin, property owners instead gated a trail to the beach and put up signs to warn people off their property. Visitors wanting to see the stumps had to ford a small creek to get there.

In the local store, owner Roy Weber was so sensitive to local hostility he sold stump postcards by the thousands but didn't dare diversify into T-shirts.

"I got so much abuse from selling the cards I decided not to do the shirts," he said. "It's frustrating. The true character of this town came out."

The crowds have abated now, but the stumps still are a sensitive subject.

"It was crazy, like a lemming mentality," said Rowan Lehrman, a waitress at the town's one cafe.

Judith Schlicting, her mother, blamed the media for publicizing the stumps and making their appearance sound like a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence, when in Neskowin they are a familiar sight.

"This has all been very confusing," Schlicting said of the crowds of people who approached the stumps in awe. "I don't understand it."

The stumps get no reverent pilgrimage from her or other locals, who are quick to tell visitors the stumps have been around as long as they can remember.

A flyer pasted on a motel-office door notes: "As a matter of general interest, the stumps are visible most years."

Townspeople are so used to the stumps that when the county hauled away one that was blocking a bridge and dumped it in her yard, Schlicting figured she might as well burn it to get rid of it. "They don't burn," she noted. (emphasis mine, jmv)

After all the hassle between locals and visitors, the town is just as happy the hullabaloo has died down. Even better, summer is coming - and with it, tides that again will cover the stumps with sand.

style biting


This seems like something Jake would do. Whatevs, he ain't got no blog. Have a nice weekend everybody! I'm beat!

4/14/11

family




one way to learn is to do bracketing! One up one on and one down. DO IT JOHNNY

weird pastel


is this a stop off? A half stop? one and a half?

4/13/11

odd purple tint




cape Kiwanda, a few where I got the exposure right (I think), but these still have an awful tint. More research required!

4/12/11

gross ocean




I didn't intend to take deviant pictures of the ocean, but damned if these aren't frothy, gross, ocean ejaculations, seeping back into a deep, dark ocean crack. Galen Rowell would've blushed. Barely safe for work! I hope that every picture I take isn't a picture of myself.

If I could go back I'd focus more on the middle angle and spend less time crouched down in the low angle. I think the low angle is a feature of nature photography that is totally over-done and really lame looking. It was an unconscious decision at the time, but now I know.

baseline










Here's what I have to improve on. A learning experience it'll be!