Red Tree

Let me say this for sure, fall started too early this year. I know it is pretty and all. But, man, I was really starting to get into Summer. Next year I'm going to start playing outside even sooner.
jon

Maybe, not open.

Well, last of the North Ave line. I suppose I'll have to post another set of depressing Milwaukee pics a different time. In fact, I think I took a similar walk a week later. Allright, more depressing pics!
jon

Phone, Without a Phone?

 

So, maybe there should be preassigned spots to stand when you are talking on the phone. Especially if you use bluetooth, that way we know you aren't crazy. Of course, this only works until the crazy people figure out they can stand and talk to themselves without being harrased in the zones. But, maybe that's another idea; designated crazy people zones. Awesome.
jon

There's More

It also dawns on my me that my spell checker was not working properly. Hopefully the embarrassment is minor.

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37th Street Scoopz

When shooting on my city trips, I've gotten more and more into desaturation. Though it seems like an odd choice, it seems like a natural progressoin for photogophers. (this based on my informal poll of dicking around on the Internet). It just seems that the feel of the scene, and communicating how you felt when you were standing there matters more than "pop". I've shown a few people this picture, and I just know that they feel the scene the same way I did. Knowing that my choices to execute match the emotion I am going for is pretty cool.

Then there's this. But, it means something different. It is contrasting the 'pop' with the deriliction. Of course, if I think its necessary to explain, I probably missed.

jon

A Lost Marquee

Not truely lost. I mean, it is right there and all. But, well, you know what I mean.

jon

Uptown

While in line at Walgreens last night, there was a fairly old couple right in front of me. Normally I would say nice old couple, but I have no idea how nice they were. They could have been a the biggest asshole old couple for all I know. Sorry, digression. Anyway, as I was standing in line I had a sudden moment. Imagine how strange this all looks. I mean, not just only since they were my age, just generally how strange. I pulled my self out of the moment, looked around, and though weird. Just really weird. The best I could come up with in that 45 seconds before I had to pay for my card, is that our reality is so set by our childhood. When we are young everything is 'normal'. There is no offsetting reality to assess now against. So we just go along. When we get old, not only are we not "with it", but we have so much 'it' to compare now to. Then I started thinking about Abe Simpson, onions, and really lost my train of thought. The checkout lady was nice. But imagine, soon what's normal will be a world without pay phones. And it will be normal. But now, I get to live in a world where they are a strange anachronism hearkening to a time past. A time no simpler than now, but a time separate, apart. A time which I will never get to live in again. So damn strange.

jon