Archive for March 24th, 2007

This Bug’s For You

24 March 2007

I’ve accepted the inevitable. You cyber-beings only come here for the pretty pictures. I don’t know whether this is a commentary on your literacy or my writing skills, but since you’re the ones who drive my hit counter, you win. Here’s today’s edition. Now! With More Pictures!!

Some day I’ll find the shot of Bug Light I’ve been looking for. Yesterday wasn’t the day, although this one is starting to get close:


Next time maybe I’ll get the horizon straight. And space out my shots better, so I don’t end up with sixty-gazillion boring shots of a boring sunset, with no room to play at the end of the memory card.

This was done about a half-hour after sunset. You can see the channel markers blinking red and green (“Red Right Returning”), and the lights of Little Chebeague Little Diamond Island [edited 070324/1934 after I noticed that I misidentified the island] and Peaks Island in the background. Strangely, the problem I had was making it look like it was a half-hour after sunset. I did three versions before I got an exposure I thought I liked; they all looked too “daylight” in the LCD. Since I only had room for one more shot, I had to erase all the other attempts to keep this one. Now that I see it on my monitor, one of the others might have looked better.

Most of the shots were anything a tourist with a decent point-n-shoot could get. For example:


Bug Light and Fort Gorges at sunset. In this one you can’t see the result of Scott’s mommy not paying enough attention to him. I don’t know who Scott is, but apparently he needs to scribble his name on public property so that someone will notice him.

While I was standing there, waiting for the sun to go down to color the clouds behind Portland’s skyline, some guy stopped by to talk about art and poetry. Confusing me greatly, since I know nothing of either subject. This guy looked like a leprechaun who had spent his better years in the gutters of the Bowery and in various prisons — sort of a friendly, diminutive Chuck Manson — but behind the strange tattoo work all over his face, he seemed a very cheerful person. Probably because he had to look up to converse with me, he noticed this interesting conjunction and pointed it out to me:


I scrambled to frame and shoot, but I forgot I was shooting in “manual” mode, so the first shot, although composed better, was exposed to show the moon’s craters, with a vague dark smudge where the contrails are. This one is the result of me cramming the knob over to “program” mode to let the camera decide how to expose it.

Thank you, Leprechaun!

Oh, and the obligatory, ooh-look-at-the-pretty-colors sunset shot:


I got sick of waiting for a colorful sunset, so I cheated. I set the white balance on my camera to “cloudy” which forced it to filter out some of the blue. Like putting a “warm” filter on a film camera.

(There. That oughta hold the little bastards. What? Is this thing still on?)

Bye-bye, kids! See you next time!