Yesterday morning I was filled with the good intension of producing some great image of the blood moon eclipse. As the day went on, I had settled into the compromise of just getting up to see it. After seeing this lovely orb coming up while sitting in my Lazy Boy, I decided to just go make a photos of this big gorgeous moon and be done with it.
Having listened to the talking heads on every new’s show talking about it, my interest wained. Then seeing the winners from the New York Times of the Pulitzer prizes for photography, I was be-littled by their accomplishments and the air was totally out of my ballon. Seeing the truly great work with real blood from staff photographer Tyler Hicks, the 2014 Pulitzer Prize in breaking news photography for his coverage of a terrorist attack at an upscale mall in Nairobi, Kenya, that left more than 60 people dead. And then Josh Haner was awarded the Pulitzer in feature photography for his images of the slow and painful recovery process for a survivor of the Boston Marathon bombing.
Any image I would make of a lunar eclipse, well suffice it to say it had been eclipsed by some great image makers of truly remarkable circumstances and events. The blood red moon had totally faded pale.
“Photography is a small voice, at best, but sometimes one photograph, or a group of them, can lure our sense of awareness!” W Eugene Smith 1918-1978
Some voices are much, much smaller than others! en theos monos ††† jim
Cholla are native to northern Mexico and the Southwestern United States.
Cholla are known for their barbed spines that tenaciously attach to skin, fur, and clothing.
Stands of cholla are called ‘chollas gardens’ or ‘cholla forests’. Individuals within these colonies often exhibit the same DNA as they were formerly tubercles of an original plant.
Don’t confuse Cholla with Chola….but either one will stick ya! ††† en theos ††† jim
You know you have some patience problems when you feel the moon is late coming up. I knew by Thursday night’s moon, that Friday’s moonrise would be just perfect. So I scouted around looking for a locale for the perfect moonrise position. Failing finding the desired “Moonrise over Hernandez” locale, I settle for a weather vane in my backyard.
I have this program on my ipad that is supposed to show me exactly where and when the moon will cometh. Problem is, I have yet to comprehend the mysteries of Stonehenge or the coordination of the pyramids and the whole solar-lunar cycle, much less a computer app. I am little more than “one small step for man” behind prehistoric man. I read the program, study it, look at it and set up my camera accordingly for the absolute right local and time. Only thing is, the program doesn’t take into the account of a large hill, almost a mountain that sits between me and the proposed moonrise.
So, I wait, watching, checking the program, all the while declaring “it’s late”. Pacing, silently cursing and totally bewildered why this program didn’t bother to inform me of the heavy cloud bank that sits another thousand feet above the mountain.
None the less, I have camera set on tripod knowing exactly where, if not when the moon will make it’s appearance. Finally, an hour late and many degrees to the north of my plan she gives me a peek through the clouds. A frantic few seconds of repositioning tripod, reframing the shot while tripping over 2 dogs and 3 cats who wonder what the heck I am doing out in their territory at this time of night.
Does NASA have these problems?
enjoy the view! ††† en theos ††† jimwork