I've grown to enjoy cheese
I don't want to bore you with the minutiae of my life [no, wait, that's all that I ever do], so I'll just say that I'm only happy with a handful of the scans that came back of the one hundred and eighty photos I took while away. I still needed to fix this one up.
Weren't you ecstatic with the original slides, though?
Yes, they were sublime - it didn't transfer to the scans, and I'm blaming the place where I got it done.
Nikon F4; 20mm f/2.8; Fuji Sensia 100 pushed to 400; TTL flash
Yes, more contrast. I think that helped the image slightly - it was about half hour after dusk when I was there.
Yes, more grain. What can you do about that? But I guess you can't tell with this size on screen.
I fucked up, though, with the filter on my lens vignetting the corners. Will either get rid of the bloody thing completely, or buy a filter with a thinner ring [more expensive]. Yeah, I could have Photoshopped it right, but that's not really what I'm about.
Yes! Flash! I'd planned to learn flash this time around, and I think I've progressed considerably. Hit and misses throughout, but I think this is a hit with the flash. Death to available light!
Of the subject matter: I have no clue as to why I did it [I'm generally an internationalist]. Deal with it.
posted by Martin at 23:16
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Maybe I should crop.
I've lapsed about two months of shared lives. Tell me, what is, or who is, or what the fuck is, Barbara?
Or am I missing/forgetting something?
I chose Barbara because:
One:
BK is Barbara Kruger - check her stuff out.
Two:
I've always had a fascination with the name, and with pop music's fascination with the name... well, okay, the only two that come to mind are by Fountains of Wayne, and the Beach Boys. Sing it: Ba ba ba, ba Barbara Ann... [Seriously, I wrote about this phenomenon a while ago, as a note to remind myself... why Barbara?]
Three:
It's always fun to give titles that make people look twice.
Four:
It might have been a remnant of when I spoke to my blog. Giving it a name so I can refer to it/her without confusing with my schizophrenic 'dialogues'. [ie. I talk to the blog, and I talk to myself. Myself sometimes replies, Barbara remains silent.]
Five:
I've got some ideas/philosophies about names that I won't elucidate now [though it might have been addressed earlier], but which encouraged me to not want to 'name' the blog after me.
Don't worry, you haven't missed a thing.
Meanwhile, how was Japan? Look, I was in Taiwan!
Okay, okay, I haven't always had a fascination with that name. I made that up.
Hey!
And It's "Ba ba baaa, ba' baabra Ann!" (Shit, it's addictive! I've got that in my head now!!!)
COOL! Never thought that was in the equation. May I add that you could have just quoted to steve a Bobby Vee song titled "Please Don't Ask About Barbara".
And then there's that Streisand chick.... Did she have anything to do with it?
Wow, thanks Lin. I know nothing of pop music like the likes of you. That would have been too good an answer, if I knew of it. Bobby Vee? He didn't make it into the Rolling Stone 200 [1997], or their 500 Greatest Albums of All Time [2004], so I wouldn't know of him [that magazine being the only source of information about music before 1978 that I have... oh, and the internet].
Well, I just can't stop thinking about South Park when I hear "Bar-ba-ra". I guess it's a cool name in that it has so many different associations...
I had to google to understand your South Park reference.
You know, back in high school, I dismissed South Park as something for those kids that liked cutesy things, but who might have had a hell bent in them -- it couldn't compare with the Simpsons. I've been watching it again, these past few weeks, and I'm in love with the show! I think it has grown since the stupider early years -- when you're making fun of Katrina and global warming, you've got to be on the right track.
Oh, yes, it was a terrible tragedy, Katrina. And global warming is a dire issue... whatever.
Hi Steve. Sorry about my digression.
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