Archive for the ‘Industrial’ Category

Four images.

I can do technically accurate captures, but I’m generally more interested in presenting my own spin on reality. In these photos, taken at Bay Shipbuilding, I played with the color–increasing saturation–and buffed out any graininess in order to achieve a more painterly effect.

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 Then, some creative cropping to remove distractions: Bottom of the door is boring! or redirect the eye:  Look at the little overhang!

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Most of the chalked notations throughout the yard are in a no-nonsense, businesslike hand, but in the case of the photo above…very interesting.  Flourishes. Drama, even. The artist seized the moment and his canvas.

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I’m not sure if there’s a style or genre for the pictures in this set: Shipyard Romantic? Maybe Sheet Metal Moody?

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Five images

Some pipe dreams…or dreamy pipes. More from Bay Shipbuilding in Sturgeon Bay.

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“The tides of time should be able to imprint the passing of the years on an object. The physical decay or natural wear and tear of the materials used does not in the least detract from the visual appeal, rather it adds to it. It is the changes of texture and colour that provide the space for the imagination to enter and become more involved with the devolution of the piece.”                                    

Andrew Juniper, Wabi Sabi: The Japanese Art of Impermanence

Five images, best viewed at full size.

I have the suspicion  that my muses arrived at the shipyard several hours ahead of me and staged countless perfectly balanced scenes for my photographing pleasure.

For example:

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The arc of the pipe above is purely wonderful and its cool silver looks elegant against the flat gunmetal gray. What I didn’t see until I was reviewing my shots at home was the cryptic scrawl “God is.

If there was more to that message, I missed it. On the other hand, perhaps it is such a profound sentiment that it needs no other words. Enough said.

The entire yard is filled with ship parts patiently waiting to be assembled (or reassembled) into fully-functioning freighters and barges and, as you can see in this next shot, carefully labelled.  I can only imagine that, when the time is right, all those pieces are fitted together like a sea-going Rubik’s Cube.

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My personal favorite. It would appear that original measurements have been crossed out and reworked, leaving the impression that the barge has been covered with runes:

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Oh, wait. This is a favorite as well:

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guys and their dog singing a cappella polka tunes outside a deserted factory in Sheboygan.

I’m cool with that.

The back-up guys are good, but the lead singer is incredible.

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Seriously.

He really has a great set of pipes.

 Why? Because, as I have pointed out to you many, many times, I am a woman easily amused.

On Jones Island, the discovery of giant piles of SOMETHING, swathed in acres of heavy plastic. I was loving the plastic, all shiny with interesting folds and wrinkles and the weights placed properly over it all. 

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And wet. Remember wet, because it was raining. I’m not sure why, but the rain seemed to provide a compelling reason for me to get out of the car to shoot.

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I assume that there are many among you who regularly drive for two hours in order to hang around in industrial areas and take two dozen pictures of plastic-dressed mystery piles whilst standing in the rain.

Anyone?

Anyone?

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And what were those mountains of heavy plastic tarp hiding? This was a great cosmic puzzle until we drove down a road BEHIND the mystery piles.

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 This salt pile, a mountain of lovely blues, yellows and whites, reminded me of the paintings of Lawren Harris, a member of Canada’s Group of Seven. I can remember visiting the McMichael Center north of Toronto years ago, eager to finally see Harris’s “Pic Island” in person. I knew it was big, but I hadn’t realized that it filled one wall. When I walked into the room where it hung, my eyes did a cartoon pop and “boing!” and I ended up just sitting on a bench in front of the painting, unable to leave the room for a long while. For a look at some of Harris’s work, follow the link below.

http://www.wikiart.org/en/lawren-harris/pic-island-lake-superior-1924

Jones Island in the rain.

Most of the pictures I took here were from inside the car since the weather ranged from light rain to heavy downpour and back the whole time we were there, providing a thick gray filter for my shots. After a while, the routine was window down, shoot shoot shoot, window up. Wipe down camera. Mop inside of car. Rinse. Repeat.

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This is a very bleak part of Milwaukee with little traffic but for trucks. Jones Island began as a marshy island between two rivers and has been gradually transformed to the (working) harbor/pier area of the city. “The land is heavily industrialized and only contains a couple of mature trees,” according to one account I read and I can offer a big “You betcha” to that one.

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Going all medieval on you for the next shot. I am not sure if this is THE Baxter Grain Elevator or A Baxter grain elevator, since Mr. Baxter, the designer, actually did a stint in Milwaukee for 12 years before taking his talents as Grain Elevator Maven off to Buffalo, New York. Either way, you need only crop the silos and you are left with an evil fortress located somewhere in the Austrian Alps: Schloss Bösen.

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And the ever-so-famous “Bridge to Nowhere,” currently undergoing major repairs.

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Skipped the “window down” step on this last one and proceeded directly to “shoot shoot shoot.”

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