tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42454166545812085602024-03-14T05:49:55.965-05:00The Neophyte's Guide to the Nikon D700A very rough guide and initiation for those new to digital photography and to the Nikon D700. This site is absolutely independent, and unaffiliated with Nikon and its distributors in the whole wide world.Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-91148747512625037342017-05-27T14:01:00.001-05:002019-02-23T17:08:22.216-06:00People in Paris<span style="font-size: large;">Images of people doing things... or having things done to them, in this beautiful town. </span><br />
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Conversation at a café near the Trocadero (which may explain their clothes and style). </div>
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These kids were listening to this man's words as if they were the gospel... and they were inside Notre Dame. Art professor perhaps? </div>
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Energetic biker on the Rue D'Arcole. I should add he rides a taxi bike. </div>
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Girl checking her phone in the park Saint Julien Le Pauvre. </div>
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This man sits quietly on this bench and works away at temperas or watercolors of Paris. I've seen him more than once already. </div>
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The man came, ate lunch, and then proceeded to read. </div>
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Rue St Julien Le Pauvre... which leads to the Shakespeare & Co. bookstore (full of tourists). These two were shooting the breeze there... in English.</div>
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On the Pont Au Double, there was a small conclave of inline skaters competing that day. This is one... </div>
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This is the second skater, less showy than the first, but a lot more impressive. </div>
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Third skater: showed up on a kind of electric monocycle, a three-piece suit, and seems to fly on the ground. </div>
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From the steps of the Basilic of Sacre Coeur one has a privileged position when one has a long lens and intense sun light. This lady has beautiful, enviable hair. </div>
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The French love their pets, they dote on them, travel with them and vacation with them. </div>
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Macadam Manivelle and her renditions of Edith Piaf's songs had me going straight to iTunes... </div>
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In a remote nook of the neighborhood, a street performer had a captive audience by doing this <i>métier</i> in front of a restaurant. </div>
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This lady made a Nutella crepe for me. </div>
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First communion girls at the church of Saint Sulpice. </div>
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Students enjoying the Medici fountain at the Luxemburg gardens. </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Some time ago I read this sentence about Paris: "If we didn't have Paris, we'd have to invent it." I first laughed, but then had to stop and think about it because, in the end, it's true. Paris, as a city, seems to be the model and center of everything that's refined, urbane and sophisticated... even if it is (or perhaps especially when it is) about art and <i>la vie bohéme</i>. For that, we have the hill of Montmartre in Paris, dominated by the great Sacré Coeur church.</span></div>
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The facade of Sacre Coeur, with a gorgeous sky as background.<br />
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From the steps in front of Sacre Coeur, with a lens not too long, one can capture a multitude of human types. She struck me because of the color of her hair, which shows a lot of attitude in a place that values it..<br />
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This man decided to give an impromptu concert on the steps. He performed several popular songs in English and French, and whenever he didn't know the lyrics or forgot them, he just screamed "blah, blah, blah!" and the crowd roared. Not something he could do for a paying audience, but then, we were in Paris, on the steps of Sacre Coeur, enjoying a beautiful afternoon. <br />
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Side entrance to Sacre Coeur. <br />
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Crepe maker at a place near the Place du Tertre (I believe). <br />
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Tightrope walker near the Place du Theatre. <br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">One parting shot: Macadame Manivelle, a lady in the Place du Theatre performing Edith Piaf songs. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Icon of Paris, the Eiffel Tower, in front of the Trocadero Palace.</span><br />
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From the Hotel de Ville <i>en route</i> to Notre Dame I decided to photograph <i>La Conciergerie</i>. </div>
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Waiting in line to enter Notre Dame... and here are its magnificent bell towers (with 2/3 overexposure).</div>
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I admit my shots aren't even postcard quality, but then, I don't pretend to sell them either. My intention is to capture what I see as quirky, unique and singular in this beautiful city... things like the two ladies below, who were taking each other's photographs in front of the church.</div>
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That was a long walk for me (not for the family, their feet are made for walking), but fortunately it wasn't fruitless. I continued with them to the <i>Quartier Latin</i> (home of the Sorbonne), in which streets and store fronts have a unique look to them.<br />
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This is the Rue Galande. </div>
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Man in front of the Shakespeare and Co. bookstore.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">That's all, folks, for now! I promise to return soon with more images. In the meanwhile, let's add a touch of class... </span><br />
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Classy Parisian lady walks her bicycle on the Pont Au Double.</div>
Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-82637085688266920582017-03-23T23:50:00.001-05:002017-03-23T23:50:24.914-05:00Cafe Concert!<span style="font-size: large;">While in Toledo, Spain, we visited several spots in the city and found one we became very fond of: the Plaza de San Justo. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">There is a beautiful atmosphere about the place, perhaps because it's right at the foot of San Justo's church.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In this particular spot there's a place called "Café Virtudes", where there's live music (they have a calendar and this <a href="http://www.aptcvirtudes.com/" target="_blank">website</a>). Here's an informal view...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In July 2016, while we were still in Toledo, they had a live concert with an Argentine tango singer. Some view it was... under the beautiful night of Spain (boy, that sounds corny!). </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The stage lights added a touch to the evening.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The nicest thing is that there wasn't a stage, properly speaking, but rather the whole area near the cafe was the stage.</span> </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The attentive audience... good food, good drinks, good music... what else can one ask for? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">On our way back home we encountered another event: a rock concert.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">It wasn't nearly half as good as the other... but, again, it speaks of the active cultural life in Toledo. The best part of the evening was walking right under this landmark.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The "Arco de la catedral", which actually joins two different buildings (the Cardinal's palace and the cathedral, I believe), is a landmark and give a great view of the Plaza del Ayuntamiento. But at nights it can be a very discreet, charming and yet intriguing spot. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I will return with images of a completely different nature, always from Spain. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">New photographs from Toledo, Spain, including musicians, artisans, people walking the streets, and the streets themselves. Let's see something from my this visit.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Smoking man in "Calle del Hombre de Palo."</span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">On the "Calle del Hombre de Palo" at night.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Door in the Jewish neighborhood. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Tourists admiring an artisan at work.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Lute player from the "Grupo Z" playing in the Plaza del Ayuntamiento. He happened to be part of a group of Greek music, performing that evening... </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">... Along with this accordion player (algo Greek)...</span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">... and this young lady, who was their singer, and came all the way...</span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">... from Cyprus!! But they loved her, and it showed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">On July 22 there was a tango concert at the café "Virtudes." I'll post some photographs later. </span><span style="font-size: large;">I also will return with more Nikon D700 images from Madrid, Toledo, Salamanca or Avila (all of these places in Spain), or fresh off the Cornfest in DeKalb (which is coming up), there will be more stuff to talk about here. </span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I think I switched the image from FX to DX for this shot. It was the only way to get the framing I wanted. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Same here: I went from FX to DX. Something one can only do with an FX body! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I like the effect of the dead space and the positioning of the player here. Not only is it unusual, it creates a contrast between the background and the idea of the music the player is performing. At least, that's what it does to me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I will come back with another set of photographs from the Barb City Stompers... under very different lighting conditions. In the meanwhile, let me get my newer Toledo shots ready too!</span>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-61470934974492468012015-11-22T23:37:00.000-06:002015-11-22T23:39:55.803-06:00Sports Ain't Easy!<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On November 6th 2015, we all attended a volleyball game at the Convocation Center of Northern Illinois University (where I teach). There was a game: home vs. U of Toledo (OH). Our reason was that my wife (also a professor) was going to get an award at the half-time ceremony. Not one of us had attended a game, even though we had played volleyball in our lives, so we went and I discovered that shooting sports is twice as hard... no, three times harder than I thought.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">First, when one has no choice in seating, there's the problem of location. Then, when exactly should one shoot? Ball in the air, ball in the hands of a player, being hit, on the floor? And, finally (to get technical... it had to happen), when and how does one focus? On the darn ball? On the players?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Fortunately, I let the camera make two choices: exposure and white balance (although, in the end, I decided that in the future I'll check with Live View first about the white balance). The problem I ended up having was composition. See for yourself...</span><br />
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Where is the ball?</div>
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Isn't that a desk in the lower left corner? When did that happen?</div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Half volleyball in the air...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Well... I guess there's only so much one can do with an AF 24-120 that has been cropped to show only a frame the size of an APS sensor. But then, not everything was that bad. At least I took some moderately decent photographs... See below.</span><br />
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This is a <i>fait accompli</i> and the point was scored.</div>
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And the ball in the air, right in the middle...</div>
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I really liked the two pairs of hands up in the air... and far, far away from the volleyball!</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So, I learned to be happy with my results... and that I'm not in any way, a sports photographer. How can one show the excitement of the game in one or two shots? I guess sports shooters already know how to get their images... and, if it's not them, their editors know what to pick. In any event, we enjoyed the evening so much we're planning on returning...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">And I'll be there, with my camera and lens. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Coming soon... Snow!! We had lots last weekend, but I wasn't going to step out and shoot icicles like I've done in the past. No... I have something nicer... but it's still in the card. So long! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">It's called the Cornfest.</span><br />
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Photobomb attempt. In the end, she knew I was photographing her not by accident. </div>
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Two men running a food stand were making a small fortune thanks to their idea of posting their dishes in front of their window... and that was real food, not plastic imitations. See them on the right edge of the frame.</div>
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I always have liked this sign, and it looked even more cheerful against the background of the beautiful dusk sky. </div>
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People checking out the Cornfest, walking about, hanging out... </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">One ride I'd like to do: the Freak-Out. Looks interesting... </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I will return with more photographs from other festivals, and, if I can, with the result of more experiments and other hints I may find in the vast Menu files of this camera. Granted, it may be a few generations behind, but that doesn't mean it has to disappear. Lots of people are still using their D700 bodies through their paces, so... let's keep it going! </span>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-77295202569866190072014-12-23T14:53:00.001-06:002014-12-23T14:57:40.949-06:00Christmas Past...<span style="font-size: large;">I have had this camera for a long time. So long it's been "replaced" by several newer models, like the D800, the D600, the D610 and the D750. All of them are heavy shooters, high caliber contenders, big MP guns... but nowhere near the practicality of the D700.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Given that I've had my D700 for about six years (starting in November 2008), I think it's only fair to celebrate one more year with a look backwards. Hence, let's go to Christmas past!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Alley in between two buildings in DeKalb, IL (Dec 2010)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I wasn't too active in 2013, so this is a later view of some deer (center, very small) in our street in DeKalb in March 2013. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">There are some photographs from this month stored somewhere in the future... and I hope to have a few images worth sharing. In the meanwhile, let's enjoy the weather, the music and the food this holidays offer, and let's not forget to make some memories on photographic media... Merry Christmas to all!</span>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-17339329446925511712014-10-15T20:26:00.000-05:002014-10-15T20:26:10.312-05:00Long Reach Dilemma<span style="font-size: large;">Photographs I have managed to capture with my only long lens: a Nikon AF 80-200 f2.8, first version. These ones were taken on a visit to the Midway Historical Museum in Rockford IL, in June 2011 (back then, when I kinda gave up on this blog because some photos of mine posted elsewhere were stolen).</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mark Twain in one stop of his lecture trip.</span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">For some reason, the fourth shot is a bit soft. I believe I switched the sensor from FX to DX, and also the priority must have been set to shoot over focus (later I'll get to this). In any event, this place tends to offer this kind of events, during which they recreate a historical period or event, and have very specialized performers doing their shows in the grounds. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Now, I'm facing a critical moment: except for trips like this, I find that my long lens gets next to no use. In fact, it's now down with sticky shutter blades (which means they don't close down when the camera shoots and a small aperture has been set). I am very inclined to sell it and keep the rest of my zooms, but then... what if I need one long lens for events like the one I documented above?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">What would you do?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Thanks in advance!</span>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-37611939969291812262014-10-07T21:03:00.002-05:002014-10-07T23:12:08.251-05:00To see the focusing point... and other things<span style="font-size: large;">I had offered some information about how to see your focusing points in the LCD after shooting. It helps, because it tells you where the camera focused, which can explain sharpness problems.</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-size: large;">First, go to the Playback menu.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;">Scroll down to Display mode.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;">Click OK to make your choices.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;">Where it says "Basic Photo Info" you'll have a choice. Select "Focus Point".</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;">Click OK to return to the Playback Menu. </span></li>
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<span style="font-size: large;">After this adjustment, all photos (even in Slide Show mode) will show where the camera focused for every shot. Some people may find it distracting, but you may find it useful to know what your camera was thinking, or simply to find out whether it did what you wanted it to do. I set this during my last digital experience in Toledo, and liked it very much, as I could see sometimes the reason of some shots when I liked them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Speaking of which... here are more. This time, from Salamanca, where we stayed for about 3 days.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The first is a view of the Plaza Mayor, which I like so much it became the wallpaper in my laptop (to this day). The second, something very Spanish: a "Tuna," which is a student group (singers and string instrument players), and they perform traditional songs. The third is the same Plaza Mayor, but this time at night. Fourth, street performer, who had his dog to make sure people would stop and leave some money for the pet. In all cases, I used the same lens: Nikon AF-S 24-120 f4. It's heavy, it's big... but it's fairly devoid of distortion. Very occasionally there may be flare, but it may have been dust on the filter. In any event, I was quite happy with it, and will probably take it again whenever I go on trips.</span> Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-83381783020464031932014-09-26T20:47:00.000-05:002014-09-26T20:51:07.739-05:00Just some shots I like<span style="font-size: large;">I'm back!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I won't elaborate about the abandon in which I left this blog. Let's say that I got over whatever it was, and now I'm sort of back with a kind of vengeance. And images!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Without further ado... I've been traveling lately, and among my photographic fortune, I've collected some photos I like, all done with a nice AF-S 24-120 f4. Here they are.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Street light in corner. This was right before the Corpus Christi celebration. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Inside a house in the Tendillas Street, where there is one of the celebrated "Patios Toledanos."</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Candles in a "Patio Toledano" in a house in the Callejón del Pozo Amargo.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Toledo, from the other side of the Tajo river. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">More stuff from Spain coming up soon... along with a little trick to help you see where the camera focused (this is, when you decide to review your shots in the LCD screen). Let me figure it out (again... I did set it in my camera long before returning to this blog) and I'll come back to tell you!</span></span>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-48993186477155331192011-02-24T20:12:00.007-06:002011-02-25T09:50:05.846-06:00Zooming out with a slow flash<span style="font-size:130%;">Some days ago I tried this technique with some unsuspecting subjects at home... Gear: Nikon D700, AF-S 24-70 f2.8 lens, and a Nikon SB-600 flash set to bounce light from the ceiling. <br /><br />Basically, it just takes setting the flash at Slow, and the ISO at 400 OR 640 (anything below 800, but then it also depends on the environmental light). With the camera in P exposure mode, I simply turn the zoom ring while the shutter curtains are open (which can be about 1 second). Here are the effects...</span><br /><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHjRG567yK6SPIzP_VivgmTQmxo7lt3oqhNVKuTydWb_11_wjevL31ia6K-wZL9CZjldLbwX0tl_2zxDrHb23POId85ooXwjvq7G8tlamHqzs6Isl_s0kWfqF0vdiDEEmMGEdSZV-im_o/s1600/DK064++Feb+11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHjRG567yK6SPIzP_VivgmTQmxo7lt3oqhNVKuTydWb_11_wjevL31ia6K-wZL9CZjldLbwX0tl_2zxDrHb23POId85ooXwjvq7G8tlamHqzs6Isl_s0kWfqF0vdiDEEmMGEdSZV-im_o/s320/DK064++Feb+11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577448587147458450" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Edmund, the ghostly kid, prances about while I photograph him with a slow flash while zooming out a little. The effect is weird...<br /></p><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-qCIfpoHUA-oYSQOsEyiNhCIBYAujQHcDTf-WyHDlYF6KPp7Ei3czQZlfyQE-bbSNkC0XzLHWDdKEbj-0l3b90503nlA_adU9ZgpwheOG82vCTXPImQYAnxhlohLZlKXCpupImq7dQR4/s1600/DK065++Feb+11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-qCIfpoHUA-oYSQOsEyiNhCIBYAujQHcDTf-WyHDlYF6KPp7Ei3czQZlfyQE-bbSNkC0XzLHWDdKEbj-0l3b90503nlA_adU9ZgpwheOG82vCTXPImQYAnxhlohLZlKXCpupImq7dQR4/s320/DK065++Feb+11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577448595437186098" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Here we go again... his head is blurred in the edges, as if he were a child in a <a href="http://www.fox.com/fringe/">Fringe</a> episode.<br /></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiO5RKwGvf0_uVw7DLJ1apl-lsgFAvwX0xvTztemsCBS-rZhAhfUgX5Zd5Tu7WYK8FuNnF4NLmVZRakVtcq9VxN1ru82DqLBEo0AZaLVYd4yaRbbZb7lYp2BHjQIl_afjPOBxE6ybWi-s/s1600/DK066++Feb+11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiO5RKwGvf0_uVw7DLJ1apl-lsgFAvwX0xvTztemsCBS-rZhAhfUgX5Zd5Tu7WYK8FuNnF4NLmVZRakVtcq9VxN1ru82DqLBEo0AZaLVYd4yaRbbZb7lYp2BHjQIl_afjPOBxE6ybWi-s/s320/DK066++Feb+11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577448600529717122" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">This is the best of them; his head seems to blend with the book behind. He must have moved at the same time I shot, and if we add the slow zoom out, the effect is quite scary.<br /></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYpZB90u69GiQG80h9TlKCDEjkaljKzR0Pd6hGfBrA3OYS8WEWXmI-QxJe3XJOazxGN5jI3xEmmHGIT36TLHqi0Q3Lt12CEp7KfMrcL7iNg5c3hXdmem_bjWOk_2yMIhMPxLquc_5-DA/s1600/DK061++Feb+11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYpZB90u69GiQG80h9TlKCDEjkaljKzR0Pd6hGfBrA3OYS8WEWXmI-QxJe3XJOazxGN5jI3xEmmHGIT36TLHqi0Q3Lt12CEp7KfMrcL7iNg5c3hXdmem_bjWOk_2yMIhMPxLquc_5-DA/s320/DK061++Feb+11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577448609406211282" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Why did I get into this? Because one evening, Mimi was keeping me company and it occurred to me that it would be a good moment to use her as an experimental subject. Which I did...</p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Unlike other warnings we find elsewhere... go ahead, try this at home. In fact, I'd like to do this at a wedding, just for the heck of it.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Of course, my other photos of Mimi on top of the chair may come up here later... just to show what happens when you point the flash head to the ceiling, or to the wall behind you.</span><br /></p>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-75010929306684161162011-02-12T12:09:00.005-06:002011-02-12T12:21:48.577-06:00More results of the DX-ing crop<span style="font-size:130%;">Here we have some unexpected guests, who came to sample the berries of our trees in the middle of the big February 2011 blizzard. The first two shots were done by "cropping" the image with the DX-sized sensor, with an AF 80-200 f2.8 zoom lens (this time, at f4.5 or f5.6). As a result, we have the viewing field of a 300mm lens at the long end of the zoom. Neat...</span><br /><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1fnv2AV0NfGVmWmCztDlUlp8l1_h1mV6DkQ6Xogo-ChszWVdhhPDLigKzkgVRQ0X5TjPjCo1fRXYrrdos0WktA-vgAbu46ZRDlJSdYUoDBw9raN2bYEk__PBljq7rswph2oZ58LwimUg/s1600/DK007++Feb+11.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1fnv2AV0NfGVmWmCztDlUlp8l1_h1mV6DkQ6Xogo-ChszWVdhhPDLigKzkgVRQ0X5TjPjCo1fRXYrrdos0WktA-vgAbu46ZRDlJSdYUoDBw9raN2bYEk__PBljq7rswph2oZ58LwimUg/s320/DK007++Feb+11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572867815918822530" border="0" /></a>February 1st, 2011. In the middle of a brutal blizzard, these two guys (a couple maybe, but they have both the same plumage) parked on one of the trees close to the house. One of them was dangerously perched on the branches, picking out berries. The other remained on the trunk, fluffing his feathers and trying to get something out of the bark.<br /></div><p></p><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTBWvCrDdKGOruB5245z2K5SIHic_H_rV_E1Ylh_yH0X10t6haPoEskwKmoonNTFel9Clj5MDHbSMzDv_Wf_kfTyXcngdyXI-TqxhSbO1wKHxh29Z0gqkrdcp6vOVtMc5RZqQ-ihAgJQs/s1600/DK029++Feb+11.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTBWvCrDdKGOruB5245z2K5SIHic_H_rV_E1Ylh_yH0X10t6haPoEskwKmoonNTFel9Clj5MDHbSMzDv_Wf_kfTyXcngdyXI-TqxhSbO1wKHxh29Z0gqkrdcp6vOVtMc5RZqQ-ihAgJQs/s320/DK029++Feb+11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572867805084879922" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;">February 2, 2011. They're back! They survived! Here's one of them, hanging out on a branch, apparently after cleaning it from berries.<br /></p><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_5oIS50kTO78QzLpty7ZnZXrgB1tj2lT2T8atwM6D2OKpEEdjcnR7amquHH1NWD-MGY8TnqUk2Qh3wtKPmhlT9Ygq0D0Tnho8Scbn9sy4dCQrvqg9hWb8VM-3mdb2tNzO35mBKBqQQc/s1600/DK046++Feb+11.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_5oIS50kTO78QzLpty7ZnZXrgB1tj2lT2T8atwM6D2OKpEEdjcnR7amquHH1NWD-MGY8TnqUk2Qh3wtKPmhlT9Ygq0D0Tnho8Scbn9sy4dCQrvqg9hWb8VM-3mdb2tNzO35mBKBqQQc/s320/DK046++Feb+11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572867796294735570" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;">On February 3, 2011, I saw them again. This time I forgot to switch the image view from FX to DX, so you're looking at an image shot at 200mm. Not too bad... but could be better.<br /></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">So, those were the news. Later on... more news!</span><br /></p>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-78753747607210978622011-01-18T22:40:00.005-06:002011-01-18T23:05:41.190-06:00In a pinch for a long lens? Just DX it!<p><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">There are moments when you are close, but not enough. And whenever your long lens ain't long enough... Just DX it!</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Here's the proof. Possum in my garden, on a snowy December day, with my AF 80-200 f2.8 lens wide open and at the longer end. Any details? Any revealing shot of the antics of Illinois wildlife? Worth the cover of <a href="http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/">National Geographic</a>? </span><br /></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Of course not!</span><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtikTwdGHUMc8Xro0GZZt1oXF7IhnjkRk2cgDXwbZZfNm9u8OJHKoNEJABA5MnZsnQU7rJc6DS1TO0rqKLufNblMJc3B1aqm9my19ZjGbUC5-OyptkF1Hu9YNoD88foP6l6352U2fakGA/s1600/DK+057++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtikTwdGHUMc8Xro0GZZt1oXF7IhnjkRk2cgDXwbZZfNm9u8OJHKoNEJABA5MnZsnQU7rJc6DS1TO0rqKLufNblMJc3B1aqm9my19ZjGbUC5-OyptkF1Hu9YNoD88foP6l6352U2fakGA/s320/DK+057++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563753224167124066" border="0" /></a><p></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">But then, what do you think of this one below? One can see the hair detail, heck, you can smell the fellow's breath!</span><br /></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Same lens, same focal length, just a few seconds (and some shots) after the one on the top.</span><br /></p><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5q26AjysfsAnnMPVGqinonmRyCOiZOqWR_uXd0o4jyAoYxtYbMHQicrIUaJdr1FHpw3WllwtPf34i7dzqV-WGTg-CU5vOyKdQLT6XkLFkLS7oYDKh3_3mLDIu4HX5mYPpXuwJMptAt2o/s1600/DK+061++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5q26AjysfsAnnMPVGqinonmRyCOiZOqWR_uXd0o4jyAoYxtYbMHQicrIUaJdr1FHpw3WllwtPf34i7dzqV-WGTg-CU5vOyKdQLT6XkLFkLS7oYDKh3_3mLDIu4HX5mYPpXuwJMptAt2o/s320/DK+061++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563753219328160946" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Miracle trick? Easy, I "cropped" the sensor, changed the image area from FX to DX. </span><br /></p><ul><li><span style="font-size:130%;">Easy as pie! First, you turn on the camera. <span><span></span></span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:130%;">Then, click on the Menu button. </span><br /></li><li><span style="font-size:130%;">Go to the Shooting Menu.</span></li><li><span style="font-size:130%;">Scroll to Image Area and click OK</span></li><li><span style="font-size:130%;">You'll find an option whether to set Auto DX or to Select Image Area. Take this latter choice. </span></li><li><span style="font-size:130%;">Now you can use the camera as if it had a cropped sensor (and you were using DX glass). Thus, my 80-200 became something like a 112-280mm zoom lens... and the possum was, in fact, photographed at the 280mm end. </span><br /></li></ul><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Now, this is not rocket science and I'm sure most Nikon D700 users figured it out... but I just wanted to post the photographs of my friend the possum, and this was a good excuse. </span><br /></p><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKsMo7qYfbP94g6TOnKQjRd9AXQCHn_ZdnVto52ZMYTN65xA2k7cd2tVptsHnudemlIpo5mcBVpnCFZ4CZ1H3gAnACMUjV2sYBZIc1dr0sIg9eAV1UT04UoDSa3xTDih_CoWkKg9bI8m0/s1600/DK+048++Sep+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKsMo7qYfbP94g6TOnKQjRd9AXQCHn_ZdnVto52ZMYTN65xA2k7cd2tVptsHnudemlIpo5mcBVpnCFZ4CZ1H3gAnACMUjV2sYBZIc1dr0sIg9eAV1UT04UoDSa3xTDih_CoWkKg9bI8m0/s320/DK+048++Sep+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563753215389305714" border="0" /></a></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Care for an indie rocker from Rockford IL? By the way, I didn't DX this one. I was simply very close.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Take care!</span></p><p></p><p></p>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-10241691338955981442011-01-17T19:49:00.006-06:002011-01-17T20:08:26.026-06:00Unexpected feature, or just plain luck?<p><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">One thing nobody has mentioned about the AF-S 24-70 f2.8 lens is its amazing minimum focusing distance. It's remarkable! How did I find out? On Saturday, Jan 15th 2011 we went to Chicago, meaning to take the heir to Shedd Acquarium. However, fate intervened, and we ended up going to a much less frustrating place: the <a href="http://www.garfield-conservatory.org/">Garfield Park Conservatory</a>. There are lots of exotic plants there!<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Just get a load of this...</span></p><p></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiffYCHs2f6f6H7oyu5PVek6Ev8CyRix5pEUOxT-9-S7dE8DLzMscE1WqonMNqVwOCzUq1I8LNP0vthin38yJCg62UdoXGvZ3zjeRVRY3IhG7RzSnq7Jn9m6-f0crIMSzJrtGRXXGz2qjk/s1600/GAR+036++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiffYCHs2f6f6H7oyu5PVek6Ev8CyRix5pEUOxT-9-S7dE8DLzMscE1WqonMNqVwOCzUq1I8LNP0vthin38yJCg62UdoXGvZ3zjeRVRY3IhG7RzSnq7Jn9m6-f0crIMSzJrtGRXXGz2qjk/s320/GAR+036++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563338761845494322" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">This yellow wonder was in the children's play area, where, as you can imagine, we spent some time while my wife made sure the heir got entertained.<br /></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoIvToEDNGmTxaHBnQdY5DqVlbw6YCQzwCPxM9x9QYa-9kTo6wrQXZjUT65bb6JxOUGKHMfmW8hDR28KAoEaHhyphenhyphenuQcILNPgy_DDwzRNl4L36Nv3W6-vUyxbEunDGhKn2puGHikeIYJuPc/s1600/GAR+032++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoIvToEDNGmTxaHBnQdY5DqVlbw6YCQzwCPxM9x9QYa-9kTo6wrQXZjUT65bb6JxOUGKHMfmW8hDR28KAoEaHhyphenhyphenuQcILNPgy_DDwzRNl4L36Nv3W6-vUyxbEunDGhKn2puGHikeIYJuPc/s320/GAR+032++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563338755424697506" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Right by the water exhibit, a nice illustration of composition, color and contrast. Forgot to pay attention to the name... though, to be quite honest, I didn't see any.<br /></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmz8RRap5nQSrsrEtd_0j0-e0A4jQBvsoWeabcFMc9nVRATZ8gL2uw25UTeCM79cTlLTZqO72lescPLp5vYb2IsdGSBxpCu5xWNSrLHYY11rl76B_1ziZvJT7p1uODOAJNFu9ffmCTQwo/s1600/GAR+042++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmz8RRap5nQSrsrEtd_0j0-e0A4jQBvsoWeabcFMc9nVRATZ8gL2uw25UTeCM79cTlLTZqO72lescPLp5vYb2IsdGSBxpCu5xWNSrLHYY11rl76B_1ziZvJT7p1uODOAJNFu9ffmCTQwo/s320/GAR+042++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563338769687220770" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">I must admit this is not a plant, but a toy. It was a type of maracca made out of something like a gourd, and covered with a nice lacing of thread and pebbles.<br /></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">All the photographs with the exception of the last one, were taken with the AF-S 24-70 f2.8. True, they don't show how close this lens can get, but then, see this one. </span><br /></p><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6FpM8KL1ijjvqMyLvq17ajMB2zoIq-6Ci0QCyFR7vUaLE_RUtRX3v5eu_j0tgP0A5bd_HyFhrJlBj11wr6u6dmfbt14GdrjvLh_JwBfDP5hIkg40IOzyWhyphenhyphenCHxeVV6ITTvO6rOPUejjY/s1600/GAR+014++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6FpM8KL1ijjvqMyLvq17ajMB2zoIq-6Ci0QCyFR7vUaLE_RUtRX3v5eu_j0tgP0A5bd_HyFhrJlBj11wr6u6dmfbt14GdrjvLh_JwBfDP5hIkg40IOzyWhyphenhyphenCHxeVV6ITTvO6rOPUejjY/s320/GAR+014++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563340317657888466" border="0" /></a>If I remember correctly, this is from the Bromeliae family... And if it's not, well, it wasn't too far from the Bromeliae. In any event, I got very close to the focusing point, and may in fact venture that I was at about four or six inches away.<br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Did Nikon design the lens to be this way? I remember it's a professional lens, but that also makes me wonder whether professional glass is expected to be this versatile. Imagine... this is fast glass, nicely sharp, and can do macro in a pinch! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Not that it's a magic bullet. Remember: it can flare. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">But, for whatever it's worth, that was a nice discovery. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">So long!</span><br /><p><br /></p>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-25735899337377388262011-01-16T22:51:00.008-06:002011-01-16T23:30:19.348-06:00Can one replace the Nikon D700?<p><span style="font-size:130%;">Short answer: no. However, see below...</span></p><p></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0uG_TD3C0T5uGKfeQRyPiB0z8gkS7-FDorB5DO6TU_Ormx_IYVdQ34ErbUPYa3jjFMSt0rFawVVb6NclasgVZgm1TSm6b2iLBtgyR7eSUHJ-w6iaTwJrte8gM9CNhY7oO_r2Mf7qSg-4/s1600/CTGN+317+++10-11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0uG_TD3C0T5uGKfeQRyPiB0z8gkS7-FDorB5DO6TU_Ormx_IYVdQ34ErbUPYa3jjFMSt0rFawVVb6NclasgVZgm1TSm6b2iLBtgyR7eSUHJ-w6iaTwJrte8gM9CNhY7oO_r2Mf7qSg-4/s320/CTGN+317+++10-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563013799698686258" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;">Nice, colorful balcony near Calle de la Chichería in Cartagena de Indias, Colombia.<br /></div><p></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">While in Cartagena, since I didn't want to slug about all the baby stuff AND a heavy digital camera (whose rubber covers are beginning to act like coming off), I purchased a <a href="http://www.nikonusa.com/Nikon-Products/Product/Compact-Digital-Cameras/26233/COOLPIX-P7000.html">Nikon Coolpix P7000</a>, led by the good reviews and gushing comments heard all over the place. </span><br /></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_VbGsboDg9OdOW8gWzE8OfXQx_pX8lF11rQ4kATEx34yHQoh0t0uMhxnDGg_1V8KceO8M4bhRwsWGDQ50Ou4GaWgfhf89hVXbraaoNl1uVBVKxr_Q260DgtmGwxQEL8gxKRuEdaAEjwY/s1600/CTGN+225+++10-11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_VbGsboDg9OdOW8gWzE8OfXQx_pX8lF11rQ4kATEx34yHQoh0t0uMhxnDGg_1V8KceO8M4bhRwsWGDQ50Ou4GaWgfhf89hVXbraaoNl1uVBVKxr_Q260DgtmGwxQEL8gxKRuEdaAEjwY/s320/CTGN+225+++10-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563013796810058194" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Somewhere on the way to the Plaza Bolívar, a street light looks wistful against a weathered wall.<br /></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Let's say it's not a bad camera... but it's no dSLR either. It's a very competent P&S with an ego, and a parallax problem that only disappears when you're shooting at a considerable distance from your subject. I insisted on using the viewfinder... only to end up with a lot of unexpectedly cropped shots. As a result, I had to chimp. </span><br /></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyU88LdtlaU-CMQryh7ewUKc24xUWC6yI8UNoRe7Xihd5F__2HiWBLakdYKDji_CQ9ygEjC0jwZmoiwVWm08u9vKuW98zYgDlQ-Jv-9VKeKiMB0oLAQ6WLLFjRfg0zo8nj_xL2mp1SmQ0/s1600/CTGN+205+++10-11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyU88LdtlaU-CMQryh7ewUKc24xUWC6yI8UNoRe7Xihd5F__2HiWBLakdYKDji_CQ9ygEjC0jwZmoiwVWm08u9vKuW98zYgDlQ-Jv-9VKeKiMB0oLAQ6WLLFjRfg0zo8nj_xL2mp1SmQ0/s320/CTGN+205+++10-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563013771330114194" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">These arches support "The Bóvedas," [The Vaults], which were in the past used to billet troops and store ammunition and guns. Today, there are craft- and souvenir stores instead.<br /></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Chimping is absolutely uncool (which is to say, dumb), and nothing takes the fun of photographing faster and better than squinting and struggling to see a small screen in a place as sunny as Cartagena. Only for certain type of photographs could I act as if I had a real camera in my hands. </span><br /></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6DBv6H4K_XGLmphpEe5Ju9saOxVMsiVq1FupJuBJHiJkuepUx5-m24JN7e-r7E8xyCTMJaokabP9pvEwAxPSEYuDvGSijdjBAxegN83j5Q4bFY43CTJfBnT53IYKMlWKAXRUV6FbrRqk/s1600/CTGN+215+++10-11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6DBv6H4K_XGLmphpEe5Ju9saOxVMsiVq1FupJuBJHiJkuepUx5-m24JN7e-r7E8xyCTMJaokabP9pvEwAxPSEYuDvGSijdjBAxegN83j5Q4bFY43CTJfBnT53IYKMlWKAXRUV6FbrRqk/s320/CTGN+215+++10-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563013770187421202" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">From what I heard, this plaza used to be the main marketplace for the sale of African slaves in the days the Spaniards ruled this part of the world. Nowadays, it's a pedestrian exit of the city (takes you to the Parque Independencia), and right behind the founder's statue one finds El portal de los dulces, a place in which candy sellers offer their (delicious) masterpieces.<br /></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Then, I should not be so thankless. Despite its quirks (sometimes it won't shoot because it cannot find a pattern to hold on and focus... and at times it simply doesn't feel like shooting), when it works, it does the trick. I read in some reviews that the high ISO photographs were terribly noisy, but the one above does not confirm it. Now, if you're shooting in A mode, and change the ISO from 400 to 3200, yes, there will be grain. The fix is to set the camera to Night Landscape mode (which has a slew of settings already preset) and </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >voilà</span><span style="font-size:130%;">! Problem solved. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">I initially was going to sell this little gizmo... but it kinda grows on you, especially after shooting a few sunsets, which I only managed after having figured out that one turn of the easy exposure compensation dial would prevent the camera from giving me what it thought was a blue sky (it took three stops of underexposure, without going into any menu! This digital camera has actual dials!!). I don't know if I'll use it the same way I use my Nikon D700, but at least I can say it came to save the day in Cartagena.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Just take another look at the images above... and below</span><br /></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcnCQU2Z-7ak-grhRxt6zQuBgCbLQ39C3QzsvnJ6uc4lcEk4TdWGkhW5K5xxARaUEti7NwOKjfyHawbO3S-ODRvbb-a4WiNYAmEY9QQwOGVaD0K7VU8lKqM-Qz3LOcEQaZFSNS3YpMATo/s1600/CTGN+189+++10-11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcnCQU2Z-7ak-grhRxt6zQuBgCbLQ39C3QzsvnJ6uc4lcEk4TdWGkhW5K5xxARaUEti7NwOKjfyHawbO3S-ODRvbb-a4WiNYAmEY9QQwOGVaD0K7VU8lKqM-Qz3LOcEQaZFSNS3YpMATo/s320/CTGN+189+++10-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563020336228704786" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Another interesting window, either in the "Calle de las Damas" [Ladies Street]or in the "Callejón de los Estribos" [Spurs Alley]<br /></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjN2ufveFqr9PoKaiAmYtKvIt8K9BZ_Rm3t7mCupMe5-Dv2rUgze1saC0DuH0PsvtS88vMeVcOTA7hWLIMhEAW0_iUSeo6AjhQW0hVRQ2vJcSyraa3hiKGwiUK_jdnUrGfNIjfwTV3e1w/s1600/CTGN+313+++10-11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjN2ufveFqr9PoKaiAmYtKvIt8K9BZ_Rm3t7mCupMe5-Dv2rUgze1saC0DuH0PsvtS88vMeVcOTA7hWLIMhEAW0_iUSeo6AjhQW0hVRQ2vJcSyraa3hiKGwiUK_jdnUrGfNIjfwTV3e1w/s320/CTGN+313+++10-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563020331600479842" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">I believe this is a hotel, and its privileged location makes it a place by which I walked about a lot, right in front of Plaza Bolívar.<br /></p><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNMMe4uiQHCJhF7uyqvQCdBZb2igfT49LgSI7KbZfvpkQ7yKt-x3JwMlHBTE3qfbp9qEZ8R0AWXfBxfVNlGrAnLpL2g56rYNFjOqHRRbyxinsG-h_ZK7qaisMsiTMjs4jC5C0vkEej44I/s1600/CTGN+311+++10-11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNMMe4uiQHCJhF7uyqvQCdBZb2igfT49LgSI7KbZfvpkQ7yKt-x3JwMlHBTE3qfbp9qEZ8R0AWXfBxfVNlGrAnLpL2g56rYNFjOqHRRbyxinsG-h_ZK7qaisMsiTMjs4jC5C0vkEej44I/s320/CTGN+311+++10-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563020322462935266" border="0" /></a>Finally, Bitterness Street, and the arrow that dooms you to go down it only ONE way... Fortunately, it's very short.<p><br /></div><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Thanks for bearing with me!</span></p>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-88929258346707113662011-01-15T11:08:00.006-06:002011-01-15T11:27:19.310-06:00From my (not so) old files<p></p><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Since we started the new year, I decided to be prepared and create some folders in my computer for future downloads... and then, found these unposted, unexplored photographs. Here you go!<br /><br /></span><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFp_ur3IkMQZEf_puV-wxZdENAnBCRK8kpga61BAlIBJcZhIhZY-WyFXtYPtNSv4Q3FJE0Yc9UuKVKH_q7C79qhPWUShAFaak1n-r4hKMeGJol6JjVgcTqYBJdEBksHvYRMj8skSp3rKM/s1600/DK+009++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFp_ur3IkMQZEf_puV-wxZdENAnBCRK8kpga61BAlIBJcZhIhZY-WyFXtYPtNSv4Q3FJE0Yc9UuKVKH_q7C79qhPWUShAFaak1n-r4hKMeGJol6JjVgcTqYBJdEBksHvYRMj8skSp3rKM/s320/DK+009++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562462373261818354" border="0" /></a></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Here is to my adventures in DeKalb, in early December 2010. No people... nobody was crazy enough to go out on a beautiful afternoon like this one. Go figure... Hence, the empty bench above.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ5GUFKrKn2zlY88Vt4SVwNpAfuZ3-Gxs8HAX0wkW5vgZjljQhOjAFt4XgAcmtsgYr7jrkaCN27_sA7U5nAC-zh8y3u1o7iDX0-iA5TCbvyfviL1SQnkqfx5xsL33JV-Sq9lfOphgsJtk/s1600/DK+031++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ5GUFKrKn2zlY88Vt4SVwNpAfuZ3-Gxs8HAX0wkW5vgZjljQhOjAFt4XgAcmtsgYr7jrkaCN27_sA7U5nAC-zh8y3u1o7iDX0-iA5TCbvyfviL1SQnkqfx5xsL33JV-Sq9lfOphgsJtk/s320/DK+031++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562462362132006994" border="0" /></a></span></p><span style="font-size:130%;">Trees with snow-heavy branches down Linden Drive, in DeKalb, IL.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRWRFlEbXECqYNZ9KPDU_ou9DQaOpDqP6Yx3g-clQ33-DVcoh_2TFXZYU3gXlhtpQmyKgbKI4K-uC9hUiEVhjzyGOkgu9PW8wsHdZR4e-NxyHzfBCsMEG66WEN2obOEWbNYI4VEgoG2-I/s1600/DK+033++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRWRFlEbXECqYNZ9KPDU_ou9DQaOpDqP6Yx3g-clQ33-DVcoh_2TFXZYU3gXlhtpQmyKgbKI4K-uC9hUiEVhjzyGOkgu9PW8wsHdZR4e-NxyHzfBCsMEG66WEN2obOEWbNYI4VEgoG2-I/s320/DK+033++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562462357896513106" border="0" /></a></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Other group of trees, which make the neighborhood look like a fantasy winter wonderland.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig4vZK_NbwDLR_NPiwY9C7jY5FVz-JqFKP7nFxoqPh_i6ftXGctEIpfznmRMsWJeQA4AO4Nfv3urSeax7QjnAcC2Ba0hMy0A-tLfIOPhJfUm_NT-ibXXirMRLkldpw-xh5zvjk2eSM7UU/s1600/DK+107++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig4vZK_NbwDLR_NPiwY9C7jY5FVz-JqFKP7nFxoqPh_i6ftXGctEIpfznmRMsWJeQA4AO4Nfv3urSeax7QjnAcC2Ba0hMy0A-tLfIOPhJfUm_NT-ibXXirMRLkldpw-xh5zvjk2eSM7UU/s320/DK+107++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562462357155724882" border="0" /></a></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">When it comes to the practical side of the holiday, this was the fare for Christmas Eve: prime rib, healthy veggies rendered unhealthy with smothering amounts of cheese, Italian prosecco and a star of stars, my light fruitcake (loaded with nuts).</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiafiHoHk0EX0lDIaWYHaLzKv0l9naiik-WZ-Slow_GKsK-T_hlj2vJ2J40FwpcnJhqcgB78RILG-8rdK6StaBNYDRd6r_URy0mJ3oiSV7ayAh_-rtT-bJcqEIMSB95cgditpfA8EuJLbI/s1600/DK+118++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiafiHoHk0EX0lDIaWYHaLzKv0l9naiik-WZ-Slow_GKsK-T_hlj2vJ2J40FwpcnJhqcgB78RILG-8rdK6StaBNYDRd6r_URy0mJ3oiSV7ayAh_-rtT-bJcqEIMSB95cgditpfA8EuJLbI/s320/DK+118++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562462348347523618" border="0" /></a></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Needless to say, Christmas morning was another story this time. And I decided to play with the zoom just for the heck of it. See the results above and post your opinion.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Be back soon!<br /></span></p>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-71610535737747682512011-01-14T18:59:00.005-06:002011-01-14T19:09:23.211-06:00Last Christmas<span style="font-size:130%;">Happy New Year 2011!!<br /><br />Here is an image to give you an idea of what the holidays were for me.</span><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-vYndU4f2U4UEQdcgc7VDETTirYdIU7wiWoqnIZQEh9RoBJYSWTYBQzDK6iKLdygUNT1FjGApqh6P87Xd12X5Roknv2uI8x3-43U6qQcG0uk2d3SUaQgi9LEqRnjuHQIjb4kdSjR1dL0/s1600/DK+110++Dec+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-vYndU4f2U4UEQdcgc7VDETTirYdIU7wiWoqnIZQEh9RoBJYSWTYBQzDK6iKLdygUNT1FjGApqh6P87Xd12X5Roknv2uI8x3-43U6qQcG0uk2d3SUaQgi9LEqRnjuHQIjb4kdSjR1dL0/s320/DK+110++Dec+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562211522486440642" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;">In truth, I spent all the time baking that fruitcake in the background, playing with my newest acquisition (the Leica M5 with Nokton 35mm f1.4 visible in the foreground), and writing a paper for a conference I attended in Cartagena de Indias, Colombia. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">I also purchased a <a href="http://www.nikonusa.com/Nikon-Products/Product/Compact-Digital-Cameras/26233/COOLPIX-P7000.html">Nikon Coopix P7000</a> for the trip to Colombia. Later I may upload some of the photographs I took there, but let me add something: I missed my D700 every step of the way, whenever I was not using my Leica.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">But then, such is life: one has to learn to make do. In the meanwhile... Let me reiterate my wishes for a good, plentiful and well exposed 2011!<br /></span></p>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-28693553286414639612011-01-13T20:09:00.001-06:002011-01-13T20:09:37.981-06:00My Review of Kingston Technology 8 GB Class 4 Secure Digital High Capacity (SDHC) Memory Card.<div class="hreview"><div class="item"><p><a href="http://www.adorama.com/KGSD48GB.html">Originally submitted at Adorama</a></p><div><img src="http://images.powerreviews.com/images_products/05/40/207585_100.jpg" class="photo" align="left" style="margin: 0 0.5em 0 0"><p style="margin-top:0">Kingston Technology 8 GB Class 4 Secure Digital High Capacity (SDHC) Memory Card.</p></div><a href="http://www.adorama.com/KGSD48GB.html" style="display: none;" class="url fn"><span class="fn">Kingston Technology 8 GB Class 4 Secure Digital High Capacity (SDHC) Memory Card.</span></a></div><br clear="left"><p><strong class="summary">Good and inexpensive card</strong></p><div>By <strong>Professor with a camera</strong> from <strong>DeKalb, IL</strong> on <strong><abbr title="2011113T1200-0800" class="dtreviewed" style="border: none; text-decoration: none;">1/13/2011</abbr></strong></div><p><div style="margin: 0.5em 0; height: 15px; width: 83px; background-image: url(http://images.powerreviews.com/images/stars_small.gif); background-position: 0px -180px;" class="prStars prStarsSmall"> </div></p><div style="display: none"><span class="rating">5</span>out of 5</div><p><strong>Pros: </strong>Large Capacity, Great Value, Reliable Performance</p><p><strong>Best Uses: </strong>Storing images/multimedia, Portable images/multimedia</p><p><strong>Describe Yourself: </strong>Hobbyist/Enthusiast</p><p><strong>Primary use: </strong>Personal</p><p><strong>Was this a gift?: </strong>No</p><p style="margin-top:1em" class="description">I purchased this card from Adorama and I am quite satisfied with it. What else is there to say? It does what it is supposed to do, and well. Best aspect of it? Price.</p><p style="margin-top:0.5em">(<a href="http://www.powerreviews.com/legal/terms_of_use.html" rel="license">legalese</a>)</p></div>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-76259454035030847622010-10-22T08:53:00.006-05:002010-10-22T09:07:34.894-05:00At a Concert<span style="font-size:130%;">Just images, nothing striking or particular about them, except for the fact that they were taken with the D700 during the Middlewest Festival in DeKalb, IL.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFWtAQFmGznlnAODIrMJML0F6YcdR00p2rV6g_WPRpgfF6VdszTPg0uc6guPeH95sWFSUkYoMWhI8R4BFP-TeaniUpqlOZMUpXdh56n6WOdRyl0d9NabNmc_B7kWZyKU9DYHmxqBxh6tg/s1600/DK+046++Sep+10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFWtAQFmGznlnAODIrMJML0F6YcdR00p2rV6g_WPRpgfF6VdszTPg0uc6guPeH95sWFSUkYoMWhI8R4BFP-TeaniUpqlOZMUpXdh56n6WOdRyl0d9NabNmc_B7kWZyKU9DYHmxqBxh6tg/s320/DK+046++Sep+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530868963798917010" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;">I'd like to remember the name of this group from somewhere in Wisconsin. They managed to mix rock and folk in a pleasant way, avoiding the pitfalls of each form. The string players were good, as one can see...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyYBv3KOutpQ8c4aDEXMWJSNcRkshBaGUh7AkEZsKqPLO3gR1wSZB8VFF-D94IiTbCNxcRfbrqU51rb80sJU83Tq3lN1MUfyy1i5FrFRqlM5ejWSqpXAovFJS0rG31Tsyh_IKlGRG6Xso/s1600/DK+044++Sep+10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyYBv3KOutpQ8c4aDEXMWJSNcRkshBaGUh7AkEZsKqPLO3gR1wSZB8VFF-D94IiTbCNxcRfbrqU51rb80sJU83Tq3lN1MUfyy1i5FrFRqlM5ejWSqpXAovFJS0rG31Tsyh_IKlGRG6Xso/s320/DK+044++Sep+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530868953527589058" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;">I was using my AF 80-200 for this series. Even though I like shooting wide open, I chose here to go a bit off the beaten path and closed it just a little. However, for the image below...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivuizGeUFkLgb2F1LVEtY0ddaSGBPNN9eSO0jiSi_39cIBDSsyubf7roMufUOyOxr2E6c8DhB99Ka6GNY3m3lPyxYw0nEUsIsXqe2baKXsrx8ulJy0S3DbdgFEOf2Jv9Rst7z2lpSMlaM/s1600/DK+039++Sep+10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivuizGeUFkLgb2F1LVEtY0ddaSGBPNN9eSO0jiSi_39cIBDSsyubf7roMufUOyOxr2E6c8DhB99Ka6GNY3m3lPyxYw0nEUsIsXqe2baKXsrx8ulJy0S3DbdgFEOf2Jv9Rst7z2lpSMlaM/s320/DK+039++Sep+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530868945041451058" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;">... I went all the way to f16, 1/320, at ISO 1000 (why not? This camera can do it), just to make the star visible toward the top edge. Neat, huh?<br /><br />More concert images to follow... and to prove that one can always have fun with this camera and a good hunk of glass!</span>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-83013961023040309862010-10-18T21:01:00.007-05:002010-10-18T21:18:23.694-05:00Recent discoveries<span style="font-size:130%;">Recent discovery: underexpose by a third of a stop when there's a lot of blue sky in the shot.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Another recent discovery: the (much maligned) AF-S 24-120 VR lens makes an excellent trip companion for the D700.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhElikkXRB51lxPkOjljpN5qRQK8157HUogS3WtzJcYJ0oHroXqXgEOgzwE92VYVEWJowc90uuLP-MFZnc1Irka0BWXjlEK48vwN2q1prjSHnvPeJ0QLKyHFmCr0ALFGZ0E3YA2rh_gX9s/s1600/ANT+086+Hotel+Yellow+Wall+Jun+10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhElikkXRB51lxPkOjljpN5qRQK8157HUogS3WtzJcYJ0oHroXqXgEOgzwE92VYVEWJowc90uuLP-MFZnc1Irka0BWXjlEK48vwN2q1prjSHnvPeJ0QLKyHFmCr0ALFGZ0E3YA2rh_gX9s/s320/ANT+086+Hotel+Yellow+Wall+Jun+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529572982147509426" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Blue skies in the Antigua Guatemala hotel at which we stayed. It was <a href="http://www.quintadelasflores.com/">"La Quinta de las Flores"</a> (and I don't mind linking the website here!); excellent service and the rooms were clean, nice and quiet. Now, the shot above had to be slightly underexposed in order to bring out the intensity of the colors.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4fIP0skX8H8jB9OHOLIW4CpTanWd2FesiTdyG811lGzp0KX5JASKCvO9qHrc6KgIOZ01bAHWpH0d6Mn5qwQxJ9BunJsT_9Rmq8kGOgI1gS_SoJ1Z4QxfACpy1rbEMTHbblKP46mWi1k8/s1600/ANT+023+Farol+Cocina+Sky+Jun+10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4fIP0skX8H8jB9OHOLIW4CpTanWd2FesiTdyG811lGzp0KX5JASKCvO9qHrc6KgIOZ01bAHWpH0d6Mn5qwQxJ9BunJsT_9Rmq8kGOgI1gS_SoJ1Z4QxfACpy1rbEMTHbblKP46mWi1k8/s320/ANT+023+Farol+Cocina+Sky+Jun+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529572976929980050" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Another case in which a third or two thirds of a stop of underexposure made a significant difference in the rendering of the sky. As for the red, it acquired a nicer, deeper tone, like wine.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtWPbaOx7CCLw-W_7kkxqJJPF_D6_ED48YABQXMMbgV6vTGRygTn3mWQM1RPhoeL1yciEz5evyof_RD8mrj9OYqRj3LskHk3n8ukPqUA3_1lJTEdRiwnGSMAHVSlis0drgogVDykng-TE/s1600/ANT+004+Portal+2+Jun+10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtWPbaOx7CCLw-W_7kkxqJJPF_D6_ED48YABQXMMbgV6vTGRygTn3mWQM1RPhoeL1yciEz5evyof_RD8mrj9OYqRj3LskHk3n8ukPqUA3_1lJTEdRiwnGSMAHVSlis0drgogVDykng-TE/s320/ANT+004+Portal+2+Jun+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529572972588655538" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;">This is the central plaza of Antigua Guatemala. I believe it's the North side, but I'm not sure. At the end of this stretch, one comes to a street known as "Calle del Arco" because there's a beautiful overpass that joins two buildings together.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh04kdy0vxGXoFNCbiJYuS7Op6g7QtvLzzNOWExQ9X1vllSuMVSdABRajq5drAhrfXpKByCylxxz0E8zpAV5Rg57pdrwWOWiZ_7vYfB_eH8wxboOOspZvzqckTiXwbE_tF5Q3TUWkpXn14/s1600/ANT+006+Arco+Sky+Jun+10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh04kdy0vxGXoFNCbiJYuS7Op6g7QtvLzzNOWExQ9X1vllSuMVSdABRajq5drAhrfXpKByCylxxz0E8zpAV5Rg57pdrwWOWiZ_7vYfB_eH8wxboOOspZvzqckTiXwbE_tF5Q3TUWkpXn14/s320/ANT+006+Arco+Sky+Jun+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529574996679023490" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Again, the old trick... and some day I'll learn how to correct the 24mm barrel distortion that my AF-S 24-120 lens causes on images like this one.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Happy wanderings... and let's hope I get back to topic (that is, "Notes," offered earlier) some day!</span>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-75004420947657692402010-10-02T22:24:00.006-05:002010-10-02T22:56:42.752-05:00June 2010 out of town<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">We had a busy summer... and it started with our son's birthday in May. He turned one, so I got myself a Nikon S2 with a 50mm f1.4 lens to celebrate. A far cry from this digital behemoth, but incredibly pleasant to use. I know it'll be even more pleasant once the rangefinder gets aligned and the viewfinder a bit cleaner... Here it is! </span><center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0AkE1mlGmtfNK9dSZNZPRlGPp3o8CeocSdVvkvF8AEUFosLlmODwnC5KFcrOnfdjE2ItB1S1ZaNBiplo4x_i5Hz4fuSsLphpTYsqXjTCVaIWGLFaNW7TQOKGU59K5M59qWw8nMwp8ngQ/s1600/DK+009++Jun+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0AkE1mlGmtfNK9dSZNZPRlGPp3o8CeocSdVvkvF8AEUFosLlmODwnC5KFcrOnfdjE2ItB1S1ZaNBiplo4x_i5Hz4fuSsLphpTYsqXjTCVaIWGLFaNW7TQOKGU59K5M59qWw8nMwp8ngQ/s320/DK+009++Jun+10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523657417427145026" /></a></center><center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The camera probably was manufactured in 1955, and sold along with the lens as a kit. Those were the good ole days... <p></p></span></center><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">[Ironic statement]Why leave DeKalb, where I was getting images of this quality[/Ironic statement]? Well... it was the summer, we had some traveling planned, some we had to do, and some we owed to ourselves. </span></p><center><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBpw7NFmYms2UWb7crV1_QeBx0jbKInLSPvttDg2bHhO_vOjBaog3ANPC-1GbVnhKayVAMf4VFMoGmntVfWl51A27c3uoghbl52fYJHeSekBJ-O5gC3oejOVsC43mtKVMl9XXCzxwqD5Q/s1600/DK+012++Jun+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBpw7NFmYms2UWb7crV1_QeBx0jbKInLSPvttDg2bHhO_vOjBaog3ANPC-1GbVnhKayVAMf4VFMoGmntVfWl51A27c3uoghbl52fYJHeSekBJ-O5gC3oejOVsC43mtKVMl9XXCzxwqD5Q/s320/DK+012++Jun+10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523657409033748338" /></a></center><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">How many times can one photograph a chair, no matter the OOF areas? Let me count the ways... </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">That's why we loaded our car with stuff, clothes and all kinds of things, child included, and went to Washington DC for a professional conference. Where else could I take a photograph that echoes Gordon Parks's </span><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/94/Gordon_Parks_-_American_Gothic.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">"American Gothic, Washington DC"</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">? At least, that's what came to my mind when I looked at this Asian lady cleaning a house that displayed a conspicuous American flag... </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLx8TxY1EIlNk5zdTdfPegt9d-EkDFBwoWpf3Nb9rqUe-BBJAvv_mqKJYm0GpY-ZAvj0Viyr712xScxzaW7SxV-jASS3fbMF4CMOqIFcRtS8UFw8HUutBxP5FLVEcwNJNwWOab1VcYKSM/s1600/GTWN+079+31st+St+Window+Cleaning+Flag+Jun+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLx8TxY1EIlNk5zdTdfPegt9d-EkDFBwoWpf3Nb9rqUe-BBJAvv_mqKJYm0GpY-ZAvj0Viyr712xScxzaW7SxV-jASS3fbMF4CMOqIFcRtS8UFw8HUutBxP5FLVEcwNJNwWOab1VcYKSM/s320/GTWN+079+31st+St+Window+Cleaning+Flag+Jun+10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523657401940426642" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Somewhere in Georgetown, not far from Georgetown University, Washington DC. </span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Before you get on my case and call me names for comparing myself and my snapshot to a classic work of art, allow me to reiterate that the image above reminded me of the one by Parks. I wasn't aiming at recreate it, or even top it (who can?). It was just something that came to me immediately, when I saw the lady through the window. Nothing more, nothing less. I know very well who I am, and I am not Gordon Parks. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFCcj_HPYeOE2ea81hAeT95H4sl6-W8_pwmbmm8LGoTmdEW9ibULiooTmx09Q0PVVmopdbFhsbNC-c6CEwXYw1EVYVfzSXNd863p1HWd8t4QWgi4Xf92bFuNax10UzAOJh8WopBQuXmi0/s1600/ANT+030+Cuatro+Inditas+Jun+10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFCcj_HPYeOE2ea81hAeT95H4sl6-W8_pwmbmm8LGoTmdEW9ibULiooTmx09Q0PVVmopdbFhsbNC-c6CEwXYw1EVYVfzSXNd863p1HWd8t4QWgi4Xf92bFuNax10UzAOJh8WopBQuXmi0/s320/ANT+030+Cuatro+Inditas+Jun+10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523657397311929282" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Four young women, Antigua Guatemala.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">We finished the month with ten days in Guatemala (where I'm from). From June 19 to June 29, we stayed at my brother's home and also managed to spend a week in Antigua Guatemala. We walked, ate, looked at things and I took many photographs, with gear perfectly made for traveling: my D700, with my AF-S 24-120 f3.5-5.6 VR, my AF 70-210 f4-5.6, and my Sigma AF 105mm f2.8. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">See? I'm ready to update this blog a bit more often... and finally get to the topic of "Notes" at last! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Thanks for reading. </span></div>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-602168744584507602010-06-05T23:08:00.007-05:002010-06-05T23:37:54.769-05:00Comments? Later!I meant to post something here about how to add comments to your photographs using your D700... but I just packed it already, and feel kinda lazy to get it out of the bag. After all, we're leaving for Washington DC very soon!<br /><br />Which leads me to think about travel photography.<br /><br />Good experiences? Bad experiences?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIlQ0nu-73T_HEHHeYjUI_eiDRnB18v60lOfkSj9J91M9Ofb_KbbFHRgqD1zdSLEYFy062FsFlraJ9f0SWhNPpkFobJCvRESRjLHK0TCX4VRwzzQJEmRZ1bHNKC-N8y3ZY_Ewx6BS3RbQ/s1600/PHIL+03+++Dec+09.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIlQ0nu-73T_HEHHeYjUI_eiDRnB18v60lOfkSj9J91M9Ofb_KbbFHRgqD1zdSLEYFy062FsFlraJ9f0SWhNPpkFobJCvRESRjLHK0TCX4VRwzzQJEmRZ1bHNKC-N8y3ZY_Ewx6BS3RbQ/s320/PHIL+03+++Dec+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479509316959920178" border="0" /></a>The one above and all below are from Philadelphia. Chairs (50mm f1.4) from a French restaurant.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7xRkgTGPEF4UiJej6rj-kmbVAIAew0pMxHnJ2wDJE6-_DXFcmeNMMefqUMSXJtD2QVLuWV5YC5uwh4CXlBUjVAExJzgazJid1CboWcz1y9q9NGq-0VPDJbmFxaSrKsDwx27NyGtkkqS8/s1600/PHIL+62+++Dec+09.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7xRkgTGPEF4UiJej6rj-kmbVAIAew0pMxHnJ2wDJE6-_DXFcmeNMMefqUMSXJtD2QVLuWV5YC5uwh4CXlBUjVAExJzgazJid1CboWcz1y9q9NGq-0VPDJbmFxaSrKsDwx27NyGtkkqS8/s320/PHIL+62+++Dec+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479509339087744738" border="0" /></a>The market, when the cookies are half price... (AF-S 24-70 f2.8)<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhijF07sDOVMKr_ZZzMINoP-r7p6tm7n2eK0cyHNDthsMVQZ9G3EkxG0D_Z6sXPABdnFkK_QX39izUaGrAXJGqYjZ3kwZlv8-DuT3_HtY2-NmYJowcT3EDpqNWmCNlZJk7Y9Dhe4thBAGQ/s1600/PHIL+66+++Dec+09.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhijF07sDOVMKr_ZZzMINoP-r7p6tm7n2eK0cyHNDthsMVQZ9G3EkxG0D_Z6sXPABdnFkK_QX39izUaGrAXJGqYjZ3kwZlv8-DuT3_HtY2-NmYJowcT3EDpqNWmCNlZJk7Y9Dhe4thBAGQ/s320/PHIL+66+++Dec+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479509333136404082" border="0" /></a>A view of a street parallel to Chestnut. There are two hotels facing each other on the preceding block (a Hilton and a very traditional Philadelphia place, whose name I cannot recall). Needless to say, that's the end of Broadway street in front of us. And a nice building to boot!<br /><br />Never had a problem with anyone. Of course, I was also pushing Edmund's stroller (with him in it), so that makes a great cover for someone wishing to shoot street... views.<br /><br />Again, what experiences do you have about photographing on a trip? Oddly enough, whenever I've taken my Nikons, people take me for a photojournalist. With other cameras... I'm simply ignored. <br /><br />Do people give you grief? Or do you give people grief? Let's hear about it!Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245416654581208560.post-50515572190144500392010-06-03T23:04:00.008-05:002010-06-03T23:30:16.403-05:00Having some funHere are some photos, just for the sake of posting. Later, I'll get into adding comments to them.<p></p><center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOZ4xXfaypkADaNXNm8KmkpNnAyCyG-NR3CU8NRMJ0NZwJ_0eQtiPVNDGBpYCx13cymwqfkwPaSPg6-VepsawQn-weTO5_GPesWcVYUvJ_TDSdbcNsG04RYRX_vHr8NTJ6gQZ-UgaZqSk/s1600/DK+037+Snowy+Cars+Feb+10.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOZ4xXfaypkADaNXNm8KmkpNnAyCyG-NR3CU8NRMJ0NZwJ_0eQtiPVNDGBpYCx13cymwqfkwPaSPg6-VepsawQn-weTO5_GPesWcVYUvJ_TDSdbcNsG04RYRX_vHr8NTJ6gQZ-UgaZqSk/s320/DK+037+Snowy+Cars+Feb+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478768530711831938" border="0" /></a>DeKalb, Snowy Classics<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">We thought we were done with winter, but there was a last kick in February. Then, the sun came...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5o7hNuXwPihZEzN4FVeouBStRKii_7r5tduo5veKTBdvTaV0e9UN42zkkqbLOxUemTHL6a61v3msldqdM3WxeCOejEuC-fxVEhbIAvgwZ0211-f5BymqbcT85DCJixAP55wujB6wSzo/s1600/DK+002++May+10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5o7hNuXwPihZEzN4FVeouBStRKii_7r5tduo5veKTBdvTaV0e9UN42zkkqbLOxUemTHL6a61v3msldqdM3WxeCOejEuC-fxVEhbIAvgwZ0211-f5BymqbcT85DCJixAP55wujB6wSzo/s320/DK+002++May+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478769751407923218" border="0" /></a>Sunny Classics<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Finally, people broke out of their homes and into the streets: summer has come!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicvg67t_YvcuUxezcSmLzW2GqgJDYxFpIf8mmVhIBHUNw39pgoxrEHIXPx_a-pQSXcoky85stmWCVQeNHOEiPFEZXveJ-K585NtPMwuZvf-IX_GgRVUjtGBlClVb_4JQhJAwVRhgnyxu8/s1600/DK+072++May+10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicvg67t_YvcuUxezcSmLzW2GqgJDYxFpIf8mmVhIBHUNw39pgoxrEHIXPx_a-pQSXcoky85stmWCVQeNHOEiPFEZXveJ-K585NtPMwuZvf-IX_GgRVUjtGBlClVb_4JQhJAwVRhgnyxu8/s320/DK+072++May+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478770492510787922" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Time to take a peek at life's little treasures...<br /></div><br />So that's all for today, folks!<br /></div></center>Francisco Solares-Larravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02669300996188833637noreply@blogger.com0