After shooting all morning in Chetco Park, we headed south and stopped at the Resighini Casino which is just off 101 south of the Klamath River. Abandoned, but curiously enough with the air conditioning running. At our monthly D’Art meeting, Bosha brought in some work she’d done at a Wabi Sabi workshop in Mendocino. Not my cup of tea. But, it got me to playing with a photo of this casino. And this is what happened. As usual, click on image for a more detailed version.
Translucent blossoms from a Waltana apple tree. This is not how they appear in nature. It’s how I think of them.
I live within a very few miles of the Pacific. Average winter temperature is about 55. Average for the summer is 65. Weaverville is inland a bit on Hiway 299. The temp is about 30 degrees warmer than here. For us, it’s fascinating because of their love of their history. They relish it. On the way, at Willow Creek, we follow the Trinity River east to Junction City. Then it’s just over the hill into Weaverville.
Sadly, the lumber business dried up in Korbel.
I love wandering through alleys at night. You never know what you’re going to see.
Did a nice 140 mile loop up to Orick, over to Weitchpec, lunch in Willow Creek, then home. We left at 7am. Started photographing at 8. Shot this at 9:46 (thank you EXIF data) with a 3rd hand Sony A7 and Canon 24-105 lens.
The color work on the image was accomplished with Flypaper textures, hue shifts, and lots of mask work.
Was out shooting with my new 3rd hand Sony A7 with Leica 50mm Summicron. Seems a shame to use such wonderful equipment and generate abstracts from the images. But if you saw how butt-ugly these rockfaces were, you’d thank me.
Last week, Steve and I went out 299 to Willow Creek. Just this side of WC is a campground with a nice creek running through it. We’d just had a big storm and this was one of the results.
Yesterday, Pam and I headed out to Redwood Creek. Lots of alder, fir, spruce, and redwood. There’s more water flowing in Redwood Creek than Mad River. OK, weren’t rivers supposed to be larger than creeks?
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