Sometimes I just have to shoot pictures. This morning was one of those times. Near where I park my car there is the apple tree that Grandma Thunstedt gave us years ago. And under the tree is a small patch of dandelions. And they were calling me this morning. The soft overcast gave me enough of a soft box and the jacket in the car let me lay down with my little Lytro® to get dandelion height. I will share some of my favorites. At times I poke focused on a leaf when the screen was not responding to my choice of focus on the “lacy” parts.
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A true band of brothers gather at St. Michael’s in the City meeting at Starbucks. Last night I visited the Bible Study in Pasadena held on the patio of the coffee house to see how well the light field works at the edge of performance of the camera. I also drank some coffee, munched on coffee cake and considered the story of the prodigal son.
All the exposures seemed to be at 1/15 sec and f/2 at ISO 3200, the apparent limit of the camera from Ren Ng‘s company. When I held the camera steady, the effect could still work. If I moved or the subject did, the refocus seemed to be out of range. Also the focus in creative mode had a hard time in the dim light. Although the images are somewhat rough in appearance, I compare them to the work I did in the late 60′s and early 70′s with my Leica and Nikon on what Kodak called recording film, known as 2475 and 2484. The main problem in using that film was the curling nature of the film base. It was impossible to lay the strips out flat to make contact prints. But it did allow taking pictures in conditions that were unthinkable at the time. And I see the same noisy characteristics with many iPhoto pix in dim light. But they work for the web and our brains sort out the pixels to bring us back the memories. And today we can see color. This new camera and its processing for focus is really okay, in my book.
Look for the captions to show as you move your cursor or finger if you are on the iPad. Meet the band of brothers- Father Charles, the ever-loving son of a preacher man, Deacon Rolin, kind-eyed sage, and Bill, Wayne, new comer Larry, and me, Richard. Our one visitor of the female gender was not feeling great, so I excused her from the visuals.
St. Michael’s in the City is a new church plant in NW Pasadena. Sometimes Father Charles says that he is reaching out to the “broke, busted, and disgusted.” He certainly is reaching the 99 per centers.