Cowboys, Cement Trucks and Undecided

Well, today was actually a fun day, but it was rather slow pickings for something not in previous news cycles. Some days are like that. Still, I had a interesting discussion about photography basics and I even saw a current syllabus given out at a local college. The photographer that was taken the course was understanding of the requirements of the course and  had already shot some of the items. One of his images was very good. What I did find amazing was that the syllabus mentioned the "golden hour" but totally failed to explain what the golden hour was and how it played an important part of photography. The golden hour is technically what is called, "civil twilight", a period after the sun has set but before the Vail of darkness moves in over the light being reflected into space that gives enough light in a spectrum that makes everything "pop" in a picture. Civil twilight occurs twice daily. After the sun sets, and before the sun actually appears over the horizon in the morning, and is that light that lights up where we can see but the suns rays have not reached us just yet. Personally, I like the morning civil twilight more than the end of the day civil twilight. It's just a preference, but it is important to know when it appears and how long it will last. That is published by the Naval Observatory and is a program like sun rise times or moon rise times etc.,etc.

I was photographing a line of rusted panels along an industrial street which is not paved. There is a cement plant at the far end and also BNSF tracks where cars are sorted and moved  into the businesses with sidings. My car was already dirty so it really didn't matter that the dust being kicked up by the cement trucks coming in for re-loads was settling over my car. It's going to get washed off tomorrow with heavy rain and storms tomorrow that is part of the system that brought 10-inches of rain to LA and Southern Cal. We are going to get heavy downpours and winds could reach 70 MPH in some of the storms,

In a cloud of dust and a hardy Hi-Ho Cement Truck.

A family member ask if I would take a group picture on their iPhone at a quinceanera. He ask and I always will take a picture. When he thanked me for the picture of the rather large group, I ask if I could take a picture of  the men's hats. This was a nice hat.

This is the road off Harry Hines into the new Parkland Hospital. The building is so massive and a cantilever building also.I really have been studying the building for that perfect shot. I'm zeroing in on a solution but I'm not there yet. This is the small part of the cantilever structure. The main  part of the building is on top of all this and coming this way to the left of the three rows of rooms that can be seen here. From down town  you really get a feel of just how big $1.3 Billion dollars can build in a hospital of 800 rooms--no doubles-- plus all the other services that go with a major trauma center. The county announced that the old Parkland of the JFK era is up for sale. It includes 12 buildings across the street from this new structure. UT Southwestern Medical  is using some of them and of course, they just built the new William Clements Hospital, a 400 bed teaching hospital less than a mile up the road in the west campus of the Medical District

Quantum Mechanics and Other Topics

I am not a quantum physicist. Nor, do I ever claim to be one. But, it is a topic that has interested me since my college days and during the course of time since, actually, I have begun to understand a tiny bit (pardon that pun) of the Theory.  Not until I read an article in Quanta Magazine did it hit me just how much interest that I had in the topic and how the very laws of Quantum Mechanics have changed my life, my world, my total thinking. That is a heavy statement. It is, without reservation, true.

Yesterday, was another one of those  dark, gloomy and dingy days that I use to shoot textures and backgrounds. I don't do as much of those as I should. But somehow, I do manage to squeeze in four or five days every six months to do just that. Usually, those days fall into the dreary bin.

A few weeks back, I ran across a dumping pile for old trees and logs  that had been removed from somewhere else. A tree is good for two textures--the grain from the cut and the bark. Both make interesting backgrounds for graphic artist and web designers. Some are even becoming a focal point for the cutting-edge interior designers. So, the thinking was that if I could make one stop and get two separate backgrounds, the cost per mile would drop against any future sale.

When I got to the site, I was somewhat relieved to see them all still there. I parked the car and got out, camera in hand. As I approached the favorite piece that I had half-way chosen to be the best of the lot for texture shots, it was obvious that someone else had chosen it as well, as a pile of fresh sawdust lay on the ground and a fresh face cut was obvious that a slice had been taken away already.
Actually, the person who had come and gone with the cut, had aided me more than they knew.

When, I had the shots that I wanted, I walked over to the car and went into the little wood wine box that I carry little props and tools in for the tripod. Don't you see the entanglements and tensor networks going on here? It's quantum physics at work people!  Quantum entanglements--the glue that holds things together, including those tensor networks of the universe. They are all working together. That's why there are 1,000 parts on an Airbus A-380 that are made with a digital 3-D printer. Think glue baby, think glue! 

Now, think about how many years this tree was alive and of the history that passed over it; below it; through it, or within it. Time and Space. That tree is time and space. Somewhere in another dimension, that sawdust on the ground is still on that tree trunk. That's what Dr. Stephen Hawkins believes. Who am I to disagree?

54-inches side-to-side cut

The lesser diameter trunks and limbs

The Last to Go for Buckingham

This is immediately behind the former city of Buckingham marker.

Normally the trees marked to be cut is an orange ribbon. Don't know if the pink means the same--however, all the trees are marked with pink so they will probably all go or all remain. Stay tuned for the update.

The thick brush in front of the truck is next to the Walgreen's. To the right goes toward the Kroger store and the gated soccer fields.

The old Texas city of Buckingham was annexed into the city of Richardson more than a few years ago. The area has developed very well. There are a few empty lots left here and there but one large track of 7 acres was spread out between the Walgreen's and the Kroger store and was always interesting to watch red-tailed hawks and a pair of peregrine falcon feed on the pigeons that hang out in the little shopping center around the Kroger store. It also abuts the actual marker that marked the official city of Buckingham before the annexation.

The brush and the trees that were around when the main part of Buckingham existed were always enjoyable for people to walk their dogs and people who liked to watch the animals and birds that existed. Several weeks ago a sign went up that the track was up for sale and it was only a matter of time before the last large track of land with old generation trees existed in the area would go the way that all the other land had meet the same fate at the hands of developers.

Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not a total tree hugger. I understand development. The overall process, when you put the money factor in a separate basket for discussion, actually is what makes a city grow. It is also one of the freedoms we enjoy and  selling land, for what ever reason, is still one of the great freedoms we enjoy in this country. As an urban photographer, it is of interest to me to document what was before no one remembers what was!

There were two surveyors out today marking trees and sticking flags so work will be starting soon. My concern about that is that my shortcut to the pharmacy and the grocery store will be disrupted for about fourteen months, or so.  

Super Bowl Sunday

This year,I'm actually looking forward to the Super Bowl. Don't know why. Maybe an East coast team playing a West coast team sounded reasonable. Two brothers;one that coaches each team is touching. The name, Ravens, were in the vocabulary when the 49ers were actually gold miners in 1849. You could even draw some comparison between sunrises and sunsets or Atlantic ocean and the Pacific ocean. How about river comparisons? One is East of the Mississippi,one West. Mountain ranges separate the two teams. Actually, the list could go on and on. But what does it all mean? Well, until this year, it meant absolutely nothing! So what's so different between this year and past years? Again, absolutely nothing other than the fact that now, I'll have material for another post when one of these two teams actually win the game. Well, that's lame, you say. I'd say you be right! 

But because the Hockey lockout  is over, I'm multi-tasking again! #gofigure.

Old Locker Room at former Texas Stadium

Play board from old Raven's game in December, 2008

The original !