This is a painting at the Chicago Art Institute. I took a bunch of photos back in May, and I scheduled some of these to post while I was traveling. I have maybe a couple of weeks worth of these, and they will mostly post during July.
The blurriness of these images is partly caused by the fact you can’t use a flash in museums, and it is just barely dark enough that you’d either have to set your ISO extraordinarily high, or use a lower f-stop. I need an f-22 to get any real depth of field, since I hold the photo so close to the lens, and that’s just hard to pull of in these situations. Of course, if I had taken all of this more seriously, I could have purchased a professional camera, but that’s just not in my budget.
I know I used this painting in one of the Wall of Icons pieces, but I don’t know if I have a photo of that, and I gave them all away, long ago.
Anyway, if you are interested, visit this blog frequently during the month of July.
I posted a series of these images a while back, probably around the first week of April. I was orginally standing on our bed with her at my feet.
I started this blog because it helped me and I was sharing with my parents. Over time, as people kept revealing to me how much my grieving process was helping them – making it easier to carry their own burdens – I decided to keep it up. I put more time and energy into it than I would have predicted, and the blog survived a year longer than I had expected. The idea that it was helping anyone changed my perspective.
I ran across a quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson that reminds me of the person I’d like to be. Basically, success isn’t these images, or even the film. Success would be this blog helping others as much as it has helped me; even if it has touched only one single soul.
To laugh often and much; To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
It truly is amazing to me every time I find an image which was never previously posted. This image was taken nearly 10 months ago.
The problem is so many of these images are so similar. I posted one of her taking a photo with her phone, and I posted an image at nearly this exact angle (she wasn’t taking a photo, however). I think I just started posting my favorite images, and simply forgot to go back to see what I might have skipped in the process.
Actually, it’s not all that UNsurprising, considering how disorganized I’ve been, and how I’ve purposely avoided simply posting in the order I took the photos.
Yet another image I thought I had posted ages ago. Some of these are so similar, I just forgot. I found one that is almost identical to this one, but I can’t find that this specific photo was ever posted, and I can’t stand that I may have missed any.
If you never read the story about this series of photos, here it is.
I think the extra iPhone in the image at the right was Diane’s phone. The fourth iPhone at the left would be my current one, of course. I was going to just take a photo of the photo with the iPhone, but decided it was more fun to see all the iPhones at once.
As with the image from yesterday, I used chopsticks to hold the photograph upright.
Here is proof she got tired of me taking photos of her.
I was taking photos with her iPhone and my iPhone at the same time.
To take this iamge, I needed to hold the Canon in one hand (no tripod with me) and my current iPhone in my left hand. The only way to get the photo in there was to use chopsticks to hold the photo upright.