Thursday, February 19, 2009

Booker the boxer


booker, originally uploaded by pr9000.

Amina and I were in New Orleans for a few days last week, and of course I've always got my camera with me. You never know when you're going to see the perfect shot, and without a camera it's just a memory that you'll chase forever ...

I saw the perfect shot on our first night there, as we walked down Bourbon Street, and went back the next night to get it, but it didn't present itself. I did the same thing in Hawaii a few years ago -- on my first evening there, I saw the prototypical "surfer girl" shot at sunset on Ka'anapali ... and I didn't have my camera. I still haven't managed to find that shot, and I probably won't be happy until I get it.

But ... to the handsome young man above: There's a dog park near (I think) Avenger Park, along the river, that we passed as we explored the Garden District. We pulled over because we were missing Trotter, which is as pathetic as it sounds ... and that's where I met Booker.

On first glance, I felt very sad for him -- obviously, how could you not? -- but after seeing him prance around the park and play with the other dogs, I gained a lot of respect for him. I'm sure he "knows" he only has one eye, but animals tend to overcome such minor things. I've seen three-legged dogs run faster than I can, and I saw Booker barreling through the park with that familiar "puppy spring" in his stem.

He was happy because he was loved, he had friends around and (I'm sure) at the end of the day he'll be in his home, well fed and rested and loved by his owner.

When I find myself feeling down about things around me, I try to remember Booker. He knows something that I don't; I just hope I'm smart enough to learn it.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Get Your Whites Their Whitest ...

I'm not a big fan of doing laundry -- just ask Amina. Sure, I can cook, I like to clean my house and mowing the grass can be fun. But laundry?

Sorry. Too many rules, too many things to think about: can I wash this with that? Is this a delicate or just a tattered old t-shirt? Can I mix whites and colors? Well, on that last question, I know the answer: throw a red t-shirt in a load of white towels and the whites don't look white any more.

There's a photography lesson in here, believe it or not.

What Color is "White?"
The brain is an amazing computer. It processes millions of bits of information per second and somehow manages to make logical, life-affirming decisions out of the data (unless a wine tasting is involved). One of the things the brain tells us is color, which can be pretty important -- "Should I eat that green bread?" is an important question because, well, most bread isn't green. Knowing what "green" is helps make the more important decision of whether green is good to eat. In this case it probably isn't, though when I was a bachelor I might have made a different decision ...

Think of white as the constant color -- we can argue all day about what shade of blue or green a paint chip shows, or whether the "Midnight Blue" color of your car is actually closer to a purple. White is white, and if that's a constant, then we can judge all other colors around it. (This paragraph deliberately ignores color theory, because it's a huge ball of wax and tends to start fistfights among color nerds.)

Most digital SLRs -- meaning, "a camera where the lens comes off" -- have what's called a white balance setting, and it's critical to taking a good photograph. Why?

White in natural sunlight looks different than, say, white in your living room at 9 p.m. with reading lamps, or white at 9 p.m. in your living room with lamps and the built-in flash firing ... When you set the white balance, you're telling the camera how to compensate for the light surrounding your subject.

Consider this photo; I took it with afternoon sun streaming into my dining room, so I set my white balance for "sunlight" and fired away. My camera decided "white" for that scene, and adjusted the other colors accordingly.

As Shot

Now, consider this:

Auto

Same photo, but a different white balance. In this case, I told my photo editing software to automatically figure out the white balance. Looks cooler, doesn't it? And by "cooler" I mean "a less warm color" -- this version adds much more blue to the background.

Which one is right? I'd say the first one is a more accurate representation of what my eye saw. It's warmer, which gives a greater sense of time and place -- 3 p.m. afternoon sun on a gorgeous January afternoon. But the second one seems to show more of the delicacy of the tulip bulb; it hints at the inevitable demise of the cut flower as it droops closer to the ground, and shows a better range of colors with the tulip in the background.

There isn't a "right" answer -- it's art, fer cryin' out loud! -- and that's what makes photography fun. Understanding white balance does allow you to control the shot, which is critical to getting the photo you saw in your mind's eye.