Started an experiment because of the recent conversation on rendering and lens differences at 105mm, and quickly realized why I don't do those much at all. So many variables to control, and I enjoy each lens enough that I'm not getting rid of any of them. I do need to learn how to paint with them as James has indicated and perhaps be a little more deliberate as those which lens I pack.
Anyway, and an early blessed Christmas wish to everyone who celebrates Christmas. Here's where I pivoted instead after the attempt at understanding the brushes. All with the 105 f2.8 AIS Micro.+
SiMuMe wrote:
Very cool. Your student room was very well catered for, Jim and based on the pictures of your other half that you have shared here, it seems you really made her happy. No surprise that you're still kicking it after all these years.
serge07 wrote:
Jim, these are great and nice digs for a student.
I shared a one bedroom apartment with my brother during the University years. It resembled something from "Animal House".
That well-catered room was provided by the Institute. We were graduate residents in an undergraduate dorm, a program the Institute runs to support the undergraduates, typically one g.r. for each "entry" of ten to a few dozen undergraduates. Each dorm also had a resident professor (called the House Master) and spouse.. G.r.'s were commonly called "tutors" but not really. Some mentoring, some advising, some tutoring (though they didn't need much of that!), some responding to medical issues, some entertaining and keeping them sane, some just being examples for life. The Institute provided the rooms for g.r.'s. Most g.r.'s were single but they wanted some married couples too if both were grad students. That room was one of the more luxurious (we had to furnish it), with a tiny but functional kitchen. Our entry was small but we were expected to support the entire dorm.
During the Blizzard of '78 (I'll post some pics in a minute just to connect this to MFNG), our entire entry (except us) got sick. We played mom with soup and homemade cornbread and a long-running game of Kingmaker (the original AH version). One young man was so sick I had to take him to the infirmary. Being a tutor was a rewarding responsibility. We have stayed in touch with some of those folks.
pbraymond wrote:
Started an experiment because of the recent conversation on rendering and lens differences at 105mm, and quickly realized why I don't do those much at all. So many variables to control, and I enjoy each lens enough that I'm not getting rid of any of them. I do need to learn how to paint with them as James has indicated and perhaps be a little more deliberate as those which lens I pack.
James Markus wrote:
Are those Drueke chess pieces in that third photo?
I have no idea. I bought that set at a department store around Christmas of either 1966 or 1967. It isn't quite regulation size. That was a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. I still have it.
I promised pics of the Blizzard Of '78. It was one of the more memorable weather events. over 3000 cars got stranded on rt 128/I-95. The National Guard was called in to help dig them all out. It was illegal to drive in Boston, Cambridge, or Somerville for 10 days. A plow would come up Memorial Drive and in 15 seconds you couldn't tell that a plow had been there. I tried to take my x-c skis out but that was foolish. The morning after it was all over the sky was blue, the hurricane winds had stopped, the temperature was low- to mid-20's F, and the world was quiet because no gasoline engine was running for 100 miles. People walked or skied to grocery stores only to find the shelves stripped bare. But everyone smiled!
jimmuller wrote:
I have no idea. I bought that set at a department store around Christmas of either 1966 or 1967. It isn't quite regulation size. That was a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. I still have it.
I promised pics of the Blizzard Of '78. It was one of the more memorable weather events. over 3000 cars got stranded on rt 128/I-95. The National Guard was called in to help dig them all out. It was illegal to drive in Boston, Cambridge, or Somerville for 10 days. A plow would come up Memorial Drive and in 15 seconds you couldn't tell that a plow had been there. I tried to take my x-c skis out but that was foolish. The morning after it was all over the sky was blue, the hurricane winds had stopped, the temperature was low- to mid-20's F, and the world was quiet because no gasoline engine was running for 100 miles. People walked or skied to grocery stores only to find the shelves stripped bare. But everyone smiled!
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Looks like fun. Nope! I narrowly missed my first snow experience in '84. When I got home, it had mostly melted but when it snowed again in '88 I had a lot of fun, walking long distance in it and being sent to the shops, etc. Never experienced it again, until September last year when it started snowing on my way to visit my folks place. Bear in mind September is Spring time, therefore, snow in September basically means it overslept. Shock awaited me when I went outside in the morning. Can't go anywhere, can't work, lines dead, mobile internet dead, can't drive back to civilisation.
Old me doesn't want any snow in my life now. A blizzard like yours will traumatise me for life. Weather's taken on a much more active aggressive posture lately. Same place just had a devastating hail storm two days ago, breaking every window in its path.
SiMuMe wrote:
...Never experienced it again, until September last year when it started snowing on my way to visit my folks place. ... Shock awaited me when I went outside in the morning. Can't go anywhere, can't work, lines dead, mobile internet dead, can't drive back to civilisation.
Old me doesn't want any snow in my life now. A blizzard like yours will traumatise me for life. Weather's taken on a much more active aggressive posture lately. Same place just had a devastating hail storm two days ago, breaking every window in its path.
I hear you. When you live with snow you learn to adapt. But even so, serious weather is disruptive and can be dangerous In your clicky-click picture that's a significant snowfall, especially for an area that normally doesn't get any at all. Sorry to hear about the hailstorm too. People have to recover somehow, not always easy.
I think you'll enjoy the 55. I have quite a few lenses in the 50-58mm range that somehow found their way into my house. The 55 sc auto seems to be my favorite, but I just got the Noct and need to have it CLA'ed first.
I also need to seriously clean my house and get everything organized, I can't stand the mess but the more I try to clean, the worse the mess seems to get and I'm getting overwhelmed...
jimmuller wrote:
Yes, well, thanks to James Markus I am now one month's worth of beer poorer but I have one of those lenses on the way! It will be an interesting investigation.
I've been pondering the question of "realness" in an image. My old 50mm f/1.4 S-C Auto has always produced results that look real to me even if the picture isn't razor sharp by digital standards, assuming I did everything right. I suspect that's because eyes have limited resolution, and I don't mean poor uncorrected vision. You can make a digital picture with higher resolution than human eyes. When you look at it closer than you would look at that physical person or thing you will get the "benefit" of that high resolution. If the picture has resolution similar to what the eyes would have seen in real life, then it will look real when viewed close up as we typically do. When I'm seeing someone or some thing, as opposed to just casually noticing, the sharpness of my peripheral vision never comes into play. Only when I examine a static picture would I even contemplate the edge sharpness. This assumes the display has high enough resolution, always an unknown. Just a hypothesis....Show more →
I see there was still some plywood left in Plywood Towers in the wider shot. I was still living in Brighton at the time, on the Brookline border, and was lucky enough to be able to take one of three T lines to get home, albeit with a bit of a walk from the Comm Ave or Riverside lines, but it wasn't bad.
I'm gonna guess you were one of those folks with the X country skis going down the tracks during Feb 1978
jimmuller wrote:
A few slides from 1977. All taken originally with MFNG of course. All on Ektachrome.
Merry Christmas Harry, you have some of the neatest ornaments and decorations. Love seeing them.
Kingfishphoto wrote:
Merry Christmas AndHappy Holidays. The 135 F4 bellows lens on the PB-5 bellows, Godex 350-T flash plus diffuser bounced.
Harry Palmer
And here I just asked about 1978, yes it was magical, banks weren't open either, so you had whatever cash you had on you, some stores (like corner stores) where if you were a regular, would let you get things and pay them back later. There was one near me called Chansky's and we were regulars there.
There was already 24 inches of snow on the ground with the Blizzard of 78 dropping another 27, which is what made things even worse.
I used to have photos of a response by the fire department trying to get up my street. The fire chief normally drives up first, but they drove a station wagon... well, this chief decided he was going to go first on a street that hadn't been plowed, and yep, got stuck, real good. They had to call a tow truck to get him out, and the tow truck had a really hard time getting him out. The firefighters had to carry things up the street to respond to what was a kitchen fire (thankfully) and in the blast of photos I took, I wound up with photos of my mother's boyfriend, who at the time, I hadn't met.
jimmuller wrote:
I have no idea. I bought that set at a department store around Christmas of either 1966 or 1967. It isn't quite regulation size. That was a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. I still have it.
I promised pics of the Blizzard Of '78. It was one of the more memorable weather events. over 3000 cars got stranded on rt 128/I-95. The National Guard was called in to help dig them all out. It was illegal to drive in Boston, Cambridge, or Somerville for 10 days. A plow would come up Memorial Drive and in 15 seconds you couldn't tell that a plow had been there. I tried to take my x-c skis out but that was foolish. The morning after it was all over the sky was blue, the hurricane winds had stopped, the temperature was low- to mid-20's F, and the world was quiet because no gasoline engine was running for 100 miles. People walked or skied to grocery stores only to find the shelves stripped bare. But everyone smiled!
I was still living in Brighton at the time, on the Brookline border, and was lucky enough to be able to take one of three T lines to get home, albeit with a bit of a walk from the Comm Ave or Riverside lines, but it wasn't bad. 