Images from the Faire
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pecuniumI took some time, from my various exertions at the faire, to wander about and take pictures. Some of them were of friends.
Christina is probably the belle of the court. Even at a remove her sense of place, poise and presence make her believable.
Here she's taking her leave of the Countess of Derby
The Earl of Derby, a fellow of infinite jest. He also has a good sense of how to play the crowd. The interactions may be short, but he gets; and holds, them, while forcing them to take some part in their own amusement.
This year we had a spinnet player. Faire is a hard gig. There is no script, one has to do improv, from the rise of curtain, until the lights go out. Not only is it improv, but the audience gets to talk to you, and the role has to be maintained.
They try to break you, but they want you to hold up, to make them believe, for just a moment, that you are who you claim to be.
Patrice came to the faire, every week from Phoenix, and sat herself down, and played. Eight hours a day, no sheet music.
Because of the dust, every morning, when she put the spinnet together, she had to remove the jacks and clean them.
Once it was together, she played. The repetoire wasn't huge, maybe fifteen minutes of pieces, but the effect was great. People had to stop to hear it. Children would stop and stare. She played some Bach. It's not period, but, as she said to me, "Every little girl who has piano lessons comes up and says, "I know how to play that." For that reason alone, it was worth it.
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Christina is probably the belle of the court. Even at a remove her sense of place, poise and presence make her believable.
Here she's taking her leave of the Countess of Derby
The Earl of Derby, a fellow of infinite jest. He also has a good sense of how to play the crowd. The interactions may be short, but he gets; and holds, them, while forcing them to take some part in their own amusement.
This year we had a spinnet player. Faire is a hard gig. There is no script, one has to do improv, from the rise of curtain, until the lights go out. Not only is it improv, but the audience gets to talk to you, and the role has to be maintained.
They try to break you, but they want you to hold up, to make them believe, for just a moment, that you are who you claim to be.
Patrice came to the faire, every week from Phoenix, and sat herself down, and played. Eight hours a day, no sheet music.
Because of the dust, every morning, when she put the spinnet together, she had to remove the jacks and clean them.
Once it was together, she played. The repetoire wasn't huge, maybe fifteen minutes of pieces, but the effect was great. People had to stop to hear it. Children would stop and stare. She played some Bach. It's not period, but, as she said to me, "Every little girl who has piano lessons comes up and says, "I know how to play that." For that reason alone, it was worth it.
More to follow
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Date: 2007-05-30 06:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-30 07:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-30 07:06 am (UTC)1: To present an arresting/involving image.
That's what every photographer tries to do.
2: To present what I saw.
There are people who say they want to show the "esssence" of the subject. I think that's a crock. The viewer brings so much to the picture, preconceptions, experience, ignorance, understanding and confusion.
I can't cope with those, and I can't predict them.
What I can do, is try, as faithfully as possible, to show what it was I was "seeing" when I tripped the shutter.
Thanks for the compliment. I'll count those two, with you, as a success.
TK
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Date: 2007-05-30 07:07 am (UTC)Ended weekend before last.
TK
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Date: 2007-05-30 07:13 am (UTC)You captured it magnificently...I don't believe I do half so good a job at the Faire up here.
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Date: 2007-05-30 03:32 pm (UTC)The reason I'm asking is that I've been playing aroun with a video project a friend wants to do, and so've been eyeing my neighborhood for things that 'glow'.
Don't think I'm explaining this well. Maybe I should just shoot something, eh?
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Date: 2007-05-30 03:57 pm (UTC)It was shot at 6:00 p.m. in mid-May at, roughly 34°N, with a 300 (i.e. 450mm equivalant lens) f5.6 at 1/320th (there are some things digital cameras do well, recording shot data is one of them) facing ESE.
Conditions were, moderately dusty/hazy air, with thin clouds at 15,000 feet, or so, and dappling from tall trees.
Afternoon light is warmer than morning light, because the blues are fading. The ambient temperature seems to play some part, as we can tell the difference bewteen morning, and evening light, even on film, when the sun is the same angle above the horizon, and the temperature ought to be the same.
The haze and the trees are the real reason they look so warm. All I did to the file was to compress the upper most edge of the tonal curve to keep highlights of the partlet from blowing out, which also reduced the saturation of the other highlight regions, just a tad.
That and some sharpening.
TK
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Date: 2007-05-30 05:48 pm (UTC)