As Time Passes

Keeping track of time is difficult. It feels like the last couple of months have gone by in just a couple of days.

This is what 4 hours at the beach looks like in one image. 120 photos into 1.
This is what 4 hours at the beach looks like in one image. 120 photos into 1.

I’ve been fond of time lapse for a long time, but I’m seeing so many other ways to portray the passing of time. As it becomes harder to keep track of time, it’s also becoming more interesting on how it can be portrayed.

Different sections of an evening at a fair. I stood in one spot with my camera for about 2..5 hours.
Different sections of an evening at a fair. I stood in one spot with my camera for about 2..5 hours.

I’m coming to the close of my first weekend in a couple months. After so much time of being so busy every day, I was looking forward to having time to relax. Turns out, I just get antsy and start working on things.

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It was snowing hard up at the Pillows this week. After hiking the drops for a few hours, I pulled out my camera for as long as I dared in the downpour. I didn’t take too many shots because I was more concerned with keeping things drying and not loosing them to a layer of fresh snow.

One of the bits of the bushes we always walk by without looking at.
One of the bits of the bushes we always walk by without looking at.

While most of the trees are still green (all pine and fir trees), this was one of the last leaves clinging to its summer post.

Looking back on our spot.
Looking back on our spot.

While I was taking pictures a few other folks were continuing to climb the pillows for a final time before it was time to head back to the car.

Swing-Title

This spot is a good half kilometer deep of hiking through the snow and I can’t wait to make that hike again!

It’s Going to be a Cold Wet Winter and I Can’t Wait

Designed this yesterday for a friend who’s involved with NorthWest Vinyls.

I'll post again when I have this in its vinyl stage of evolution.
I’ll post again when I have this in its vinyl stage of evolution.

For the moment I might not be posting quite as regularly as I’m watching tons of tutorials and teaching myself you to use AfterEffects and Premier Pro proficiently. Though, this has promise for much cooler things in the future!

An Oven with a History

I’ve been sitting on these photos for a couple of weeks now and just finally got around to editing them. That being said, this was from a location shoot! The house we were in had such a lovely old oven that spoke of a different time in which all ascetics  could be traced back to cars.

In fact, the design of this oven was very clearly influenced by said cars.
In fact, the design of this oven was very clearly influenced by said cars.

I love the product design of that now lost era. It’s awesome just by the fact that though everyone would stare at the beauty of your oven’s badge, no one would second guess its being there.

The left was for roasts and the right was for casseroles and other side dishes.
The left was for roasts and the right was for casseroles and other side dishes.

As you pull out from the initial  trance the badge has held you in for so many moments you begin to see a device that is not only very pleasing to the eye, but built with extreme purpose. And that purpose was to feed the nuclear family. The left oven has one low rack and only one other spot to move that rack in case you have a smaller roast because the kids are eating at the neighbors. The right oven has a number of racks so that you may prepare all of your side dishes at the same time in a timely manner.
The gas stove protecting from the high cost and lack of reliability of an electric one. (Electric stoves were slow to catch on, especially in rural areas due to the high cost of electricity. The patent however, was granted in 1897, at least one with a dial.)
If you’re in need of more counter space, then the green back moves down to cover all of the burners, both child proofing and providing that extra counter space that you need.
Finally, for convenient storage, there are to pull out drawers beneath the respective ovens to keep those pans close at hand!

Complete with dials and timers that could have been pulled out of any car at the time
Complete with dials and timers that could have been pulled out of any car at the time

They even thought to include a little tick mark for every other minute on the inside of the larger numbers so you could make your dinner a perfect golden brown! I think that an oven like this provides more of a definition of what the 50’s – early 60’s design and family life in America than just about any other object.
On from the design itself, the brilliant white plastics have long since yellowed from all the meals made within. Over the years they become stains that won’t come out with any amount of scrubbing, just adding to the over all mystique of the thing.

The weather knobs still ready to be turned to make dinner
The weather knobs still ready to be turned to make dinner

I think that it’s always interesting how much history an object like an oven can have when given the attention that it so rarely receives. This is true not just for ovens, but for just about any object, especially those of antiquity. What a neat place we live in. If you made it this far, thanks for reading though my babble or quickly scrolling though the pictures and catching the last sentence!

Skeletons of Summer

For the past few weeks every time that I’ve gone out with my camera, I’ve ended up taking photos of dead plants. This is a selection of those photos.

The back ground is cars going by across an inlet of the lake
The back ground is cars going by across an inlet of the lake

And, because it’s always threatening to rain or actually raining, all of the light is nice an consistent across the whole batch.

While pretty when they're alive, their shapes become very interesting as they dry up.
While pretty when they’re alive, their shapes become very interesting as they dry up.
This is one of my favorites, when I was doing post on this one, I noticed you cans see a small blue lady beetle about mid picture
This is one of my favorites, when I was doing post on this one, I noticed you cans see a small blue lady beetle about mid picture.
Even the lake plants across the street from where I live change hugely in the winter.
Even the lake plants across the street from where I live change hugely in the winter.

I think that one of the reasons that I find all these dead plants so interesting is because for the most part everything stays green here. Most of the trees are fir trees, and ferns, ivies, and a lost of other small bushes just stay green though winter. Also the wet weather breaks most of the dead plants down fairly quickly, so by this time of year you actually have to keep an eye out to notice them.

If i were to every describe a plant as pissed, it would be this one.
If i were to ever describe a plant as pissed, it would be this one.
To take this I was standing on a nubbin of old foundation that was peeking out of the water on the lake.
To take this I was standing on a nubbin of old foundation that was peeking out of the water on the lake.
In the overgrown field near an abandoned farm.
In the overgrown field near an abandoned farm.

Fire Line – Cross Here

At least I’m fairly certain that’s what the tape said. As some of you may know it was exceptionally raining in the Seattle area yesterday. With this in mind I thought the light would be lovely to shoot inside of and old abandoned house. And just as it happened, I knew right where one was as I used to dig BMX jumps there in high school. Upon arrival to the old house on the bluff, I discovered that at some point in the last few months it had been set ablaze and all that remained was a hollow burned out husk. So, instead of abandoned interiors, I present you with burned out photos.

New life has already started to spring forth from the rubble
Mediocre yet necessary photo? Nothing a few colors can’t spruce up!
This is the side of the house that has the most left.
The old basement now has a lovely skylight
Only the nails remain from the floor we used to play hide and seek on
Taken in the driest part of the house in the little bit left of the basement.
This is what most of the house looks like on the inside. You can see the bathtub and where a bedroom used to be. I was debating on whether to include this photo, but I like the story it tells.
And a final image of the beginnings of life rising from the worst charred remains.

Though it might not look like it, the hardest part of these photos was staying dry. I was crouched over the camera the whole time and had a large umbrella maneuvering from hand to hand most of the time too. All in all though, I can’t imagine a more fun way to spend a rainy day.
Hope you’ve enjoyed these and thanks for at least scrolling all the way to the bottom!