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Photography 2008

I’ve been meaning to put together a post of the best ten photographs I took last year. I had the pictures mostly picked out, and then got distracted so I thought I would post it today, better late than never.

It was interesting to consider a year’s worth of work and determine which I thought showed merit. It was a learning experience in itself to consider what makes a picture good, and what makes a picture merely mediocre.

These are not in any particular order, choosing a top ten was taxing enough!

Ironically, I have run into a bug recently on my laptop that prevents me from loading pictures directly through WordPress, so it’s funny that I’m getting around to it now.

Yaquina Bridge

Yaquina Bridge in winter
Yaquina Bridge in winter.

This bridge in in Newport, Oregon in the central coast. We spent the night at a bed and breakfast and when we got up, everything was frozen from a rare cold snap. The sand crunched when we walked on it. We walked on the beach for several hours, and when I saw an opportunity to catch one of my favorite bridges from this angle, I took it.

Boiler Bay in winter

Boiler Bay
Winter shot in Boiler Bay.

We have many shots of the ocean from Boiler Bay, but this is one I took in the winter. The light on the coast is more beautiful than anywhere I’ve been, ranging from deeply grey and misty to orange to bright white. I caught this shot on a day when the light made all the colors turn very strange colors. I did not adjust this picture other than to crop it and resize it.

The Sound

Puget Sound
Puget Sound.

We went whale watching in Puget Sound with my cousins. It was a great day to be out on the water. At various points rain threatened us but never it never actually did rain. Despite having fun trying to catch a whale with my camera, this ended up being my favorite picture of the day. I like that it is a color picture, but it could just as easily have been a black and white. This is what the Sound looks like to me, and it give me comfort when everything is grey. Can you tell I grew up in the Pacific Northwest?

Autumn

Autumn Japanese Maple
Autumn Japanese Maple.

I think this is the picture I got the most kudos on in 2008. I have a friend back in our former neighborhood who I try to walk to see once per week. I always have my camera with me, and when I came across this beautiful Japanese Maple in the fall with the light shining through it, I had to stop. Strangely, I only took one picture, and this is it, so I am glad that it turned out the way I wanted it. My eye is improving I think.

Pretty Glass

Pretty Glass
View from the bar at the Timberline.

Brian and I joined my sister and her family at the Timberline for a celebratory meal and an incredible overnight stay (seriously, you should do this. It was spectacular. Bring a swimsuit.). Brian and I stopped off at the bar before dinner to have a cocktail, and I wanted this shot.

The View

View from the lighthouse
View from the Yaquina Head Lighthouse.

While we waited to make the climb up to the top of the lighthouse, I peeked into a few of the rooms. It was crazy windy out that day, and the salty sea spray was making everything dreamlike through the windows.

Five

Five
Five near Hood River.

I am lucky that Brian like exploring as much as I do. He’s completely comfortable with me asking to turn around to see something and is content to go on long drives just to see what we can see. This was a spot we found on the way back from Mt Hood one day, somewhere between Government Camp and Hood River, off the main highway. I loved the greys and both of us have a thing for good fonts in unexpected places.

Shaniko

Shaniko
Old truck in Shaniko, Oregon.

One of the wanders we took in 2008 was to a small ghost town in central Oregon. It was the wool capitol of the world at one point, but now there are only 9 or so people that live nearby. It’s been preserved with the intent of attracting visitors, but is interesting to walk around and peer into windows. I loved how blue the sky was in contrast to the rust, and the angles of the light, the roofs and the horizon.

Sunset over the Bridge to Nowhere

Bridge to Nowhere
Bridge To Nowhere in Astoria, Oregon.

This was a lucky catch of the sun, a storm, and a great reflection. I am fascinated by the light when I look at this, and definitely feel that this had much more to do with being at the right place at the right time rather than knowing my camera or framing the shot.

Where He Lives

Where He Lives
Brian at Seal Rock.

Another lucky photo walk. We love the Oregon coast deeply, and tidepool every chance we get. We will contentedly walk the shoreline for hours on end, sometimes just watching the waves, sometimes taking pictures, other times collecting shells. If we are taking pictures we often go our seperate ways, and it’s interesting later that night to see what the other person thought was interesting. I looked up, saw him jumping over a tidepool, and loved the rocks in the background. Click. Probably my personal favorite, even though I think technically and artistically some of the others are much better.

I’m going to attempt to do this in January each year. It will be a good experience for me to see what I’ve learned to do over the course of the year.

Birthday weekend

My birthday weekend was great.

Doug Fir
Per Se at Doug Fir

I had won tickets to a show at Doug Fir on Friday. We got there early enough to get seats behind the bar, which is our favorite place to be. You can see the show, you have access to the bartenders, and you don’t have someone right in front of you. I always seem to end up with some strange smelly jock college guy who is trying to get down someone’s pants right in front of me, and it makes me cranky. So behind the bar rocks for me. Our bartender was great too.

The first band (Scissors for Lefty from San Francisco) was really good, but the sound was off after that for the rest of the night. We weren’t fond of the second band at all, and only our awesome seating kept us there (and even that was close, I had B nearly talked into heading upstairs). We’ve seen Another Cynthia probably five times now, and have both albums, but they must have had an argument with the sound guy because the vocals were way too soft, and everything else was off too. We stayed for a few songs and then went upstairs to have a midnight snack.

Saturday morning our new stove was delivered. We have to get an electrician to move the outlet, and then it will be done. So far I’ve loved cooking in it, and it’s such a relief to be able to prepare food for ourselves again. Just in time for Thanksgiving!

Picked up the farmshare, and mostly just hung out and worked on the house the rest of the day.

My birthday proper, B let me sleep in. He was gone when I got up so I drank coffee and played videogames. He came back with my birthday cake:

Voodoo Doughnut birthday cake
Voodoo Doughnut birthday cake with nickel for size comparison.

Two Tex-Ass Voodoo Doughnuts glued together with frosting, then frosted, with Oreos on top. OMG. It’s slightly terrifying and very, very good. And sweet. We are eating slices of it as cake at this point.

He also went totally overboard with presents – he bought a cord for my Casio keyboard so I can start playing piano again, the full 40-DVD set of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, puffy Japanese stickers, a stuffed animal Nekobus with a tiny Totoro inside you can take in and out, and a $50 gift card to Powells. Waaaaaaay overboard, I love all of it.

The other oversized thing that happened is that we went to Rogue because I heard that you get something on your birthday. I got a really nice Rogue t-shirt, and a yard of beer. I had to use two hands to drink it! I also discovered you can’t get the I2PA that way, which is good. I2PA has a much higher alcohol content than regular beer, and holy frijole, that’d be just nuts. I went for the Juniper Pale Ale, which tasted creamy after the small glass of I2PA I got.

beer
One yard of Rogue beer, Juniper Pale Ale style, with nickel and a pint for size comparison.

Monday, predictably, was quiet.

I’ll post the CSA box pictures later – I know I’m behind, but I was disillusioned with food when the oven was out of commission.