Cross country flight
Let me start at the end. Shot on the last leg of our trip home from visiting our nephew and his partner in San Juan Capistrano, in sunny California. A fantastic adventure that yielded lots of images … and that means lots of processing. I’ll post them over the next week or so, but for now it’s back to reality.
Gazebo at sunset
This was shot for a new client, a developer of luxury apartments. A wonderful place to sit and look down over Lancaster County … even more beautiful days earlier when we scouting the property as there were euonymus (Burning bush) around the perimeter of the gazebo. By the time I could get there to shoot all of that flaming red was lying around the base of the shrubs. Still, there was a little color on some of the plants to go with a gorgeous fall sky.
Landis Woods sunset
Exterior at dusk
This from a shoot on Friday for one of our favorite clients, RLPS. The sky was overcast while we were shooting interiors, but then just before sunset, the sun broke through. Knowing we needed an exterior shot I scrambled outside with my backup camera in time to catch this wonderful light and fantastic clouds. The sunset exposure didn’t take very long to capture, but that left the windows black. Turning the room lights on was the answer, but that wouldn’t work until the ambient light fell considerably … and thus, the waiting game. Waiting in a cold, North wind to be exact. Thankfully my assistant had a warm coat and was willing to man the camera while I went back inside to continue shooting. It would be another 45 minutes or so before it was dark enough to shoot for the room lights. Thanks Fred! Thanks also to Marcia and Jodi, from RLPS, for running floor to floor turning every light on in the building.
Vintage Fire Engine
My good friend and excellent subject finder located another vintage fire engine along with a great location. So, with Monday evenings perfect weather we did a little light-painting. Thanks Don!
… the pointy pole that sticks out the front of the boat. Obviously I don’t do sailing, but I think it’s called the bowsprit. We’re returning from a sunset cruise on the Margaret Todd out of Bar Harbor and while we’re clipping along, heading toward the dock, this young lady with incredible balance was perched there wrapping up the sail.
Deck hand on the Margaret Todd
