CPAC is the Colorado Photographic Arts Center located in downtown Denver. It’s a gallery space, wet and digital darkroom all in one location. They offer classes and once a month they host PhotoVox which is talks, discussion and display members works. Last nite was a very nice, informal show your work nite for 6 fearless photographers.
or is it Old new stock? What it means is that the product has never been opened but it’s from a previous era. The Konica Centuria 80e is not available anymore. Are there ANY film point and shoots of any ability still for sale? Not really. But Safelight Berlin advertised them for less than 100euros so I was in. I shot the film that was included which was out of date 2006. Color film does not age well like wine so there were color shifts that had to be dealt with.
Mmm (C’mon, Bishop)
Mmm-mm-mmm, yeah (Yeah)
(Let it go, let it go)
My name Bishop Bullwinkle
I got the First Church of Nothing but the Truth (What you say?)
Deacon Kyle, Deacon George, Deacon Clay
Open up the door and try to move
First I want to thank God
For the blood running warm in my veins (Yeah)
I thank God for my life, health and strength
I got a sound mind, I’m not insane (Come on)
I ain’t gonna preach too long
Ain’t gonna take this service too far
My sermon’s in the morning
Hell to the naw, naw, naw
Come on, come on
Sister Ella, Sister Ruth, make sure that everybody get a seat
(That’s what I’m talkin’ ‘bout)
Deacon Underwood, get my Bentley ready
‘Cause when it get through, I need a ride
Doctor West, count the money, count the money
Come back and tell us what ya raised
(Well, had to find another, did you?)
I got the people, they looking for some blessings
First God gotta get the praise (C’mon, y’all)
See, there’s an old saying
When the praises go up, you get the blessing coming down
I got some peoples in the church
God almighty look at ‘em, they messing around
I got peoples in the church smokin’ weed, drinkin’ whiskey
They drinkin’ a lot of gin (What you say?)
I got the preacher with the night prayer leading
Talking about, “Can I get a amen?” (C’mon)
Early Sunday morning
‘Bout a quarter and a half past the ten (Yeah)
They layin’ at the altar
They confessin’ their sins, yeah (Come my way)
Got kids dropping out of school
Talking about they don’t want to learn
Yet they’re standing on the corner rolling blunts
Talking about, come on let’s burn
(Y’all better get back to school)
I got kids walking up and down the street
Pants hanging down around their knees
(Pull them pants up)
Talking about that they’re looking for a job
When I see ‘em jitter bug, I say please
See all they ever talk about, brag about
Who got the biggest and the baddest gun
Time they see the copper with the bubble top
They drop the gun, they want to run (Put them guns down)
And now the sheriff got ‘em locked up, hah
They sitting in the county jail (It’s a shame)
I heard their mama, she was crying all night
She can’t get no money for the bail
And now they’re mad with the home boys
‘Cause they didn’t put no money in the commissary
(Free to go, naw)
Be glad you’re in the jail, brother man
You were sure headed for the cemetery (C’mon, wait)
There’s an old saying
That a hard head make a soft behind (Yeah)
Well, since you did the crime, go on and do the time
Stop the baby crying, come on, come on
When people talk about ya
All you gotta do is let ‘em talk much as they please
(That what they gon’ do, y’all)
(Tell the Lord about it)
You tell God about it and I guarantee
He will never leave you alone (Yeah)
All you gotta do is tell the Devil
“Hell naw, won’t you leave me ‘lone?” (Devil, leave)
Hell naw (Come on, wait)
To the naw, naw, naw (Come on, come on)
Hell to the naw, to the naw, naw, naw
Hell naw-naw, to the naw-naw, to the naw-naw, naw-naw
To the naw-naw, to the naw-naw, hell to the naw-naw, hah
To the naw-naw, naw, naw, hell to the naw
Naw, naw, naw, naw, hell to the naw-naw
You know how some photographers are immediately identified with a city or region. Like W. Euegene Smith is with Pittsburgh well I seemed to have stumbled upon the Central NY equivalent in Ralph Bull. Having lived in this area for many years the images all ring true. The photo above shows a sunny day but in the winter this is a rarity so I had to use it. While we’re at it here are some other examples:
Ralph Eugene Meatyard for Lexington , Kentucky
Milton Rogovin for Buffalo, NY
Richard Nickels - Golden Era Architecture of Chicago
Decided to get the Fuji Instax Square 10 out and shoot some home pictures. The first one is a proof print of the Hiroshima A Bomb Dome shot on Pixel 3 last October. The next one is our power panel that we decided we would decorate like they do downtown….with stickers.
To give Rush Limbaugh the Medal of Freedom continues to demonstrate how mis-guided Trump is. Good for Romney to step up to the plate. The only thing Limbaugh deserves is:
A very interesting and scary look into how nuclear arms post WWII were handled by the armed forces and the government. Battling between the armed services ended up giving control of all nucs to SAC ( Strategic Air Command) based in Omaha and run by General Curtis LeMay. His idea that there is no ‘little’ war and that we should be all in with EVERY nuc we have at the same time. Well the problem was that there were little wars such as the Cuban Missile Crisis and the Berlin Crisis neither of which really required armed confrontation thanks to the strong wits of JFK.
What the hell were we thinking. Glorifying the atomic bomb!
I have no idea what these half naked women are doing. The second one, Duck and Cover was the best that the US government could come up with to protect it’s citizens in case of a nuclear attack. “Kiss your Ass Goodbye” would be a more appropriate title. The rest are just stupid.
Rolleiflex Automat with Lomography Berlin-120. The film was marred I think by development issues - not sure. Cleaned the scans a bit to help.
Shot with a basic Pentax K-1000 and a standard 50mm lens. Although the lime green coloration makes it special :)
Located in Loveland, Colorado this is a very impressive sculpture park. It is said to be one of the largest in the country and I would have to agree.
This picture is worth a lot to me but it’s a picture of no consequence. The first picture was taken in the late 60’s - Al was still at home and the picture is hanging in our basement of the Marilyn Rd. house. The next picture is from our spare bedroom . Was just now able to find that this is a Lithography by Tucson artist, Ray Strang (1893-1957) and that it sold at auction in the mid-2000’s for $800 - who knew. But I also saw that another copy sold for as little as $20. It was also used with modifications by Texas country singer Robert Earl Keen on his “Bigger Piece of Sky” album cover. It is officially called “Slow Poke”
Back to Ray Strang:Ray C. Strang (1893 in Sandoval, Illinois, United States – 1957) was an American Western artist and illustrator. He was educated in Centralia, Illinois, and attended the Art Institute of Chicago, Art Students League of New York and New York School of Fine and Applied Arts.
Strang’s education was interrupted by The Great War, in which he was wounded in the Forest of Argonne. During World War II, he took part in the Consair art colony at the Tucson division of the Consolidated Aircraft corporation.
For 17 years Strang was a successful illustrator in New York for such magazines as The Saturday Evening Post, The American Magazine, Ladies’ Home Journal, Country Home Country Gentleman and Harper’s. He created covers for Dodd, Mead and Company and other publishers.
He then went West to become a well-known painter who specialized in nostalgic depictions of the Wild West and the prairie life. His paintings hung in many galleries, including Grand Central palace in New York, Bender Gallery in Kansas City, Alden Gallery in St. Louis, the Chicago Art Institute and the New York Art Center. His most famous painting was a work called “Slow Poke”, of
which there were many reproductions printed. Strang was an active member of the Fine Arts Association, Palette and Brush club and belonged to the Salmagundi Club of New York City. He had a ranch near Safford Peak in the Picture Rocks section of the Tucson Mountains, where he died in 1957. Ray Strang did many paintings including “Playmates” which is a canvas painting of two foals.
He married and had a son.
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This is the book I bought at Komiyama Bookstore
Thought I would insert this random post about this fabulous book store we visited in October, 2019 on our trip to Japan. Obviously heavy on Japanese photographers, but this was what I was interested in. The clerk spoke English and this was a big help. I ended up buying this cute book by Yasuhiro Ishimoto because I wanted a small book as packing for the trip home would be tricky. She helped me find just what I was looking for.
I just got these. Shot on Fuji Natura 1600 film which is no longer produced. I shot it at box speed. Grain is there but it lets you know that its film not digital!
The National Western Stock Show is held every year in Denver during January. It is one of the premiere events for purveyors of livestock, supplies, rodeo gear and all sort of Western Wear. It is the site of the Coors Western Art show which displays some of the finest western artists around. Pictures can typically go for as much as $10,000. When we go we always visit the art show. This year saw some old faces such as Barbara Van Cleve :
Barbara Van Cleve’s heritage is rich with family history and firsthand experience. Her family’s ranch, the Lazy K Bar, was founded in 1880 on the east slopes of the Crazy Mountains near Melville, Montana. Her father, Spike Van Cleve, was a unique combination of writer, poet, Harvard scholar, and expert horseman-and “a pure quill Montanan,” as her father once put it.
As a photographer, she has held a camera since she was 11 years old when her parents gave her a “Brownie” camera and a home developing kit. Her youthful interest in photography soon grew into a lifelong commitment. Ranch work also began early for Barbara. Barely six, she could be found helping at the corrals or sitting astride a horse. Ever since she has been documenting the “true grit” and romantic beauty of her experiences on the ranch and on other ranches in the West.
Along the way, she earned an MA in English Literature at Northwestern University in Evanston, Illinois; she has been a Dean of Women at DePaul University in Chicago, Illinois; and she taught English Literature, and later photography, for over 25 winters at DePaul University, Loyola University and Mundelein College, all in the Chicago area. At the same time photography continued to be a passionate avocation. In her free time, she worked for Rand McNally as a textbook photographer and also established her own stock photography agency. The long summers were usually spent on the family ranch in Montana.
New artists to me were Laura Wilson:
Laura Wilson is a photographer whose work has appeared in The New York Times Magazine, The New Yorker, Vanity Fair, GQ Magazine, English Vogue, London’s Sunday Times Magazine, The Washington Post Magazine, Marie Claire and Texas Monthly.
Wilson has done four books. Her latest, Avedon at Work, documents one of the great photographers of the twentieth century. Wilson was Richard Avedon’s assistant for six years and her photographs and journal entries show Avedon’s creative process, working methods, and range of subjects as he worked to complete, In the American West. (Harry Ransom Humanities Research Center/University of Texas Press October 2003).
Yale University Press published Hutterites of Montana: photographs and text by Laura Wilson (Fall 2000). Winner: Book of the Year, Carr P. Collins Award, Texas Institute of Letters 2001. Winner: Golden Light Book of the Year Award, Maine Photographic Workshops 2001. David McCullough, the historian, said “A book such as this - a book so clearly and genuinely extraordinary comes along rarely and only as a result of exceptional skill and dedication.”
Donald Harter, MD was my chairman when I was in medical school and residency. He was what the Jews call a mentsh מענטש. Honorable and Decent. At a time when department chairman were known to be sometimes cruel, domineering and otherwise unpleasant, Don Harter was the opposite. I went to him for advice about where I should train after medical school and he helped me look at various programs outside of Chicago. In the end I decided to stay at Northwestern with Don. I eventually became his chief resident and that was a wonderful experience as you would go to clinic with him. In his later years he developed Parkinson’s . I remember one afternoon he called me long distance from Washington, D.C. to tell me this. I always felt uplifted even with bad news when I talked to Don.
Donald Harry Harter, MD, passed away August 3, 2019, at his home in Washington, D.C. He was 86.
Born in Breslau, Germany, on May 16, 1933, Donald emigrated with his family to Havana, Cuba, in 1939 and then to New York City in 1940. In 1941, the family moved to Marcy, New York, and later to Kew Gardens, New York. He graduated from Andrew Jackson High School in St. Albans, New York, in 1950 and received an A.B. degree from the University of Pennsylvania in 1953. He subsequently enrolled in the medical school of the Columbia University College of Physicians and Surgeons and in 1957 received his medical degree. He was an intern in medicine at the Yale-New Haven Medical Center in New Haven, Connecticut, from 1957 to 1958. From 1958 to 1961, he served as assistant resident and later as resident in neurology at the New York Neurological Institute of the Presbyterian Hospital in New York City.
In 1961, he began a two-year period of service as a captain in the U.S. Air Force Reserve, serving as a neurologist with the Wilford Hall U.S. Air Force Hospital at Lackland Air Force Base in San Antonio, Texas. He then returned to the New York Neurological Institute, serving in various capacities including resident and attending neurologist. He was a guest investigator at The Rockfeller University in New York City from 1963 to 1966. From 1966 to 1975, he served as assistant professor, associate professor, and professor of neurology and microbiology at the Columbia University College of Physicians and Surgeons.
During the 1973–1974 academic year, he was a visiting fellow in the Department of Pathology at the University of Cambridge, Clare Hall College, in Cambridge, England. He was appointed attending neurologist and chairman of the Department of Neurology at Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago in 1975.
In 1987, he was named a senior scientific officer with the Howard Hughes Medical Institute (HHMI) in Chevy Chase, Maryland. While at HHMI, he also served as director of the HHMI–National Institutes of Health Research Scholars Program and held an appointment as clinical professor of neurology at the George Washington University School of Medicine and Health Sciences, becoming emeritus professor in 2001. He retired from HHMI in 2000 and returned to the Department of Pathology at the University of Cambridge for a year as a visiting research fellow.
Throughout his career, he served on many professional committees, medical research advisory boards, and editorial boards for professional journals. From 1986 to 1992, he served as a medical advisor to the Les Turner Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis Foundation.
His work was recognized with a number of awards, fellowships, and honors, including the Joseph Mather Smith Prize from the College of Physicians and Surgeons of Columbia University in 1970; the Lucy G. Moses Award in Neurology from the same institution in 1970 and 1972; the John Simon Guggenheim Memorial Fellowship in 1973; the American Cancer Society’s Eleanor Roosevelt International Cancer Fellowship in 1973; the American Cancer Society’s Scholar Award, 1973–1974; and the Donald W. Mulder Award of the Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis Association in 1998.
His interests and hobbies were varied and far-ranging, from medical history to theater, including Shakespeare and musical comedy, and to opera and amateur radio. He was a long-time member of Kesher Israel Congregation of Washington, D.C., as well as of the Cosmos Club, the Yale Club of New York City, the University Club of Washington, D.C., Phi Beta Kappa, and Sigma Xi. Donald is survived by his wife, Marjorie Brandt Harter, Ph.D., and his children (by a previous marriage) Kathryne Harter of Harare, Zimbabwe; Jennifer Harter, Ph.D., of Newton, Massachusetts; Amy Pedulla of Pleasantville, New York; and David Harter, MD, of New York City as well as his grandchildren Emily and Charlotte Harter, Ethan and Matthew Smelson, and Rebecca and Luke Pedulla and a sister, Dorothy Jacobs, of Pembroke Pines, Florida. He was preceded in death by his parents, Harry Morton Harter, MD, and Leonor Evelyne Goldmann Harter.
A memorial service was held on Thursday, August 8, in the chapel of Judean Memorial Gardens, 16225 Batchellors Forest Road, Olney, Maryland. The service was followed by interment with military honors at the cemetery. Contributions in Donald’s memory may be made to the Les Turner Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis Foundation (lesturnerals.org).