Category: Photography

America: A picture is worth a thousand words

Hands reach for Barack Obama at a rally in Orlando.

I’ve always been a fan of the “picture within the picture,” the interesting details that tell you more than a big crowd shot or a landscape panorama. This picture grabbed my attention because there were so many hands of different colors, all reaching for each other. It seemed so symbolic, so much more meaningful than just another picture of the candidate working the crowd.

It took a while for me to figure out that Obama’s arm is the one with the black watchband and rolled up white shirt sleeve (wedding band visible), coming in from the lower left. Above it, two more arms —  black suited, white shirted (Secret Service?) — men’s hands prying away a smaller hand clutching Obama’s arm. There’s a gray-haired woman, and someone with a smooth, young looking forehead. At least three cameras vie for a shot of history. One person reaches with a pen, hoping for an autograph.

So much in one small picture. Wonderful.

Photo: AP

Denver demonstrators: safety in numbers … and masks

Counterdemonstration, Denver style. Photo by Alice H
Counterdemonstration, Denver style. Photo by Alice H

Yesterday, while I watched TV and worried, my daughter-in-law was in downtown Denver in the middle of, and taking pictures of, the demonstrations. For those of you who want the woman-in-the-street view, she posted the pictures on her photoblog. She also posted some short videos on YouTube under the name AliceAitch and title “DNC Protests – Sunday”

The demonstrations might have been little more than a long Sunday walk (two miles from the State Capitol to the Pepsi Center) were it not for the omnipresent police in full riot gear. I’m not sure which is more conducive to trouble, giant crowds of people or riot-geared police.

I was disturbed that some parents brought their kids with them. Young kids. What responsible parent takes little kids into the midst of a crowd that could erupt into violence at any time? I also found it a bit curious that so many in the crowd were wearing masks. If they’re so determined to stand up for their beliefs and speak out against authority, why are they hiding behind masks? Seems contradictory to me. Like sending anonymous letters. If their intentions are lawful, why are they masked?

As far as I know, there was no trouble yesterday, but that may have been because far fewer demonstrators than expected actually showed up. The week is young. Stay tuned.

(Needless to say, the Denver Post will always have the latest news when you get tired of the national network coverage.)

It’s tough out there for Olympic photographers

Some photographers at the Beijing Olympics get tougher assignments than others. Take, for example, the poor guy(s) who had to shoot the hand signals the beach volleyball players use. Bear in mind the players flash the signals behind their backs, hiding them from their opponents but severely limiting the chances for good pictures. That left the poor photog with few options, but he soldiered bravely on and came up with a gallery of 20 shots for NBC. You have to pity the guy, sitting out in the hot sun all day, focusing on nothing but … uh … hand signals.

NBC editors were appreciative of his efforts, however, and came up with an appropriate title for his gallery.

God bless those photographers and the hardships they endure to bring us the Olympics.

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Oops, I overdid the rain dance thing

 

I was celebrating a nice rain shower just a few days ago. It didn’t amount to much, but it knocked the temp down by 20°. Nice. Then I made the mistake of saying it didn’t even dent the drought. Me and my big mouth.

It rained today. Man, did it rain!! The skies opened up and it poured at the rate of an inch an hour all over the metro area, out across the eastern plains, and up into Wyoming. Streets flooded, cars got drowned out. Rush hour was a mess. I loved it. Especially since I didn’t have to be out in it.

The hitch is, you don’t break a drought with a storm like this. You need many days of long, soaking rains to do that. But it was a start. And tomorrow is supposed to be much the same.

Meantime, the picture above was on tonight’s local news. The location they mentioned is just a few blocks from my house. Somebody needs to tell that little guy you don’t hide from storms in … storm drains.