Archive for the ‘70-300mm lens’ Category

Without getting too detailed, let’s just say that on Saturday an intervention was run on your friend Wabi Sabi. Apparently Ms Sabi has become increasingly cranky since her return from vacation and it was decided that for the good of the entire free world, she should be taken to the Wisconsin/Michigan border and forced to photograph old rusty things until she exorcised some of that…hmmm…artistic aggression.

It worked.

Menominee River.  The William H Donner, former laker turned stationary crane ship, anchored on the Marinette side of the river.

“They also serve who only stand and wait.”





Moody? Brooding? Slightly…threatening…like


some off-planet high security prison?


I am fascinated by the brushstrokes. While I can’t believe this entire ship would have been painted by hand…it sure does look like it. Blow up slices of the whole and these look more like a series of paintings that a series of photos.



What follows is a paragraph filled with Wabi Sabi Whining. Feel free to move on to something more satisfying.

When I went to Paris, I brought my Canon 60D and two lenses: 17-85 mm and a 50mm. On Day 3, the 17-85 stopped working, flashing the “connection” error message. The 50mm was a last minute add and I am ever-grateful that I had it. (I would have had to go lens-shopping in a second language.) I made gentle cleaning attempts–no good–and brought it in to the professionals when I got it home. A dozen shots into Saturday’s fun…and the connection error is back. This time I had a second body plus a 70-300mm lens with me, so I didn’t have to abandon the day. At the same time, though, the shots I did get were not the ones I would have taken with the 17-85mm. So….Monday afternoon will see me back at the camera store. If I have to go without this lens for several weeks, I am just going to cancel summer.




Sometimes I have a theme going but don’t recognize it until I look at my assembled shots.

ice side tug sized

pirate tug sized

black and red sized

tires sized


This is a busy and festive week. Friday was Pi Day, Saturday the Ides of March, today–Sunday– is St Urho’s Day and tomorrow is St Patrick’s Day.  Your friend, Wabi Sabi, is reeling with festival fatigue.

The legend of St Urho was invented by American Finns on the Mesabi iron range of northern Minnesota and Michigan in the late ’50s.  The story says that Urho drove the grasshoppers out of Finland, thus saving the grape harvest (and, by extension, the wine!) How should we celebrate this miracle? Why, by drinking wine and wearing purple, of course!   St Urho’s Day is conveniently located the day BEFORE St Paddy’s Day…a good-natured attempt to steal some of that day’s thunder or maybe just a good excuse to get the party started a day early.

Found this heinäsirkka in my archives:



Hyvää Pyhän Urhon Päivä!

From Sunday’s visit to Sturgeon Bay. The first two shots are very similar, but cropped to give you some idea of the size of the tugs up against the freighters. The red and blue ship that they are working with is the Edgar B Speer.





This last shot is hard to present with a size restriction. Viewed at about 4×6, the impact is just lost. (It’s my picture and MY eyes don’t know where to rest.) It really needs to be viewed full-sized, so click on it if you can. Then, it makes sense.


  There is the deckhand and there is the expanse of ice. I don’t think the conflict has any weight unless you can see the “face” of each.

With Tuesday’s spring “melt”–which lasted an entire day and now we are back to freezing–I wanted to find giant puddles and shoot reflections. I ended up in the Yacht Club/Coast Guard area, across the river from the Pulliam Plant. It’s relatively deserted there with some nice paved surfaces and I didn’t have to sidestep any vehicles, parked or otherwise. (Okay…I outwaited the fool in the green van who was parked DIRECTLY where I wanted to shoot, but that was it.)


I had a good time, moving my car around the lots with both the heater and the audio system cranked up, soundtracking my work.


The snowbank-puddle combos provided some very interesting effects.


And, now that you know what you are looking at, let’s flip an image for a whole different perspective:


The entire expedition wasn’t monochromatic:

Ta-DA! The Pulliam Plant.


(I am particularly pleased with that one.)

Finally, capturing this last sign* in a watery typeface seemed quite appropriate:


And now I will return to the tugboats…which are pretty awesome.

* “Overflow Parking on Grass”

Adult cranes feeding their young.


Wabi Sabi apologizes to her readers and will just go sit quietly at her desk now.

Details from mills and power plants. An unconventional crop combined with dramatic adjustments to exposure and saturation and suddenly, we have a snapshot view of a fantastic parallel world.

A matter of uncoupling the mind from what is SUPPOSED to be going on and considering other amazing possibilities.




Top of the tower, two different finishes.

tower top1

tower top2

I’ve shared full-on pictures of the Pulliam Plant tower in the past–see Nov 24 and Jan 27 posts–so if you are not familiar with the structure, check it out.

Examining these shots closely, I realized–duh–that all those gauges and cages would indicate that workpersons have to get up there from time to time. A  fear-of-heights moment washed over me and I nearly did a swan dive to the floor from my desk chair.

Wabi Sabi follows a strict “bottom rung only” rule for how far up she will climb a ladder.