I heart Julius

I went tonight to see a film, Visual Acoustics, at Webster University. It’s about Julius Shulman, the father of modern architecture photography. It’s showing again at 7:30 tomorrow night (details here), and you should go see it if you can. It’s well worth more than the $6 it costs to get in. It’s as much about modern architecture as it is about photography, and it showcases some of the most visually stimulating (and stunning) homes in the world. Of course, I’m already a huge fan of modernism, so this film was eye candy to me. But I think you’ll be a fan, too, once you see it!

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Fog

Wahoooo! I shot today, AND I’m in the darkroom doing some editing. And it’s already 9:12. Which apparently as of late is rather late for me.

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Christmas Outtakes

I didn’t make it into the darkroom last night. I didn’t even come close. I fell asleep in the library with a photography magazine in my hands. Out by 9:30. This is getting really pathetic.
I wonder if I’m catching up on all the sleep I missed in two years of school. Or maybe it’s the weather and the fact that it’s dark by 2 p.m.
But I promised some images, so here are the outtakes from our Christmas card photo shoot. Keep in mind that for most of these, my “assistant” was dozing in an armchair behind me. I’m going to have to cut his salary or dock his pay or something. Because while he snoozed, this is what I was dealing with:
Everything ground to a halt here when Zoe decided that she wanted to get her camera and make her own pictures. Given her vantage point, her shots are mainly of M conked out in the chair behind me. Come to think of it, one of those might have been good on the Christmas card, too.
I was trying to adjust lighting here, and instructed Zo to close her eyes so she wouldn’t get flashed over and over again. Poor Hoot, though, has no eyelids and took it direct. Nice catchlights in Hoot’s eyes, though.

This last one isn’t so much an outtake as Zoe turning into the art director and demanding that Hoot have his own Christmas shot. I suppose Hoot with Rudolph is the equivalent of Zoe sitting on Santa’s lap.

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Tuesday news (or lack thereof)

I’m getting used to this no-school thing. I had some wine with dinner the other night. Last night I had a Sol with my quesadilla at Hacienda, then fell asleep on the couch before 9 p.m. I’m exercising every day, and my house is getting cleaned out. Tonight I plan to spend many hours goofing around in Photoshop. A girl could get used to this kind of life.

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A new exercise routine?

It’s easy to see how I could put my shirt on backwards when it’s 5:10 in the morning and I’m keeping the room completely dark so as not to awaken my blissfully sleeping husband (I’m a good wife like that). What’s not easy to see is how I can not realize that I’ve done that until I’m on the treadmill, at the gym, and just starting to run.

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