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.
I like these guys. A friend and I stopped here and ordered fallafels and frites. They handed me a bag and we took off back to the apartment. In the bag were only fries. Off I went back. Huge line when I got there. Went to the front of the line and the guy taking orders said, “Why did you leave without your fallafels? I was running after you but you didn’t hear me.” They made up fresh ones and off I went. Delicious dinner.
Every time I go out to Dry Lagoon, I see something new. The rocks and grasses are my current obsession when I go there. I entered a 16×24″ of this on Red River Palo Duro Softgloss Rag in the upcoming Humboldt Photography Exhibition.
This is Dave Schumaker on Christmas Eve, 2010, at the Humboldt Bay National Wildlife Refuge. Yesterday morning we had coffee. This morning, his wife called to let me know that Dave died in his sleep last night.
A rose from my front yard this morning. Focus stacked 16 images from my new macro setup. While playing with textures, I turned the rose blue. Which made me think of the play The Glass Menagerie because of the misinterpretation of pleurosis.
As always, or most of the time, click on the image for a larger view.
Usually when I go out to Dry Lagoon it’s full of water. This time, I walked a couple hundred yards along an elk trail out into the lagoon. The grasses were spectacular. Nice day.
If you go out in the woods today
You’d better not go alone
It’s lovely out in the woods today
But safer to stay at home
From the Teddy Bears’ Picnic by Bratton(melody 1907) & Kennedy(lyrics 1932)
After a long slog through the impenetrable forest, the way to our destination had been washed out. Two of our party were infirm. We had to turn back.
My thanks to Donna Rosebaugh for her inspiration.
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