Richmond Station

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Rail Station, Richmond, VA. © Steven Willard

As much as anything this was a test of my new Panasonic Lumix GX85 and the tiny Olympus 9-18mm lens. At 9mm I see just a hint of barrel distortion, but not enough for me to worry about. This was handheld at f7.1 and 1/30 of a second. The in-body stabilization has proven very effective. I’m happy.

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Backlight and Contrast

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Backlight and Contrast

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No Smoking

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Smoking can be hazardous!

Found in a corner of the Old Rhinebeck Aerodrome, New York.

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Ol’ Glory

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Our Future Flag?

The colors of our flag have meaning; Valor (red), Purity and Innocence (white), and Vigilance and Justice (blue). More and more, though, it seeems to me black and white might be more appropriate. You choose what means what, and what it symbolizes to you. I promise, somebody else will disagree. Personally, I liked it better the old way. The fence? That can symbolize whatever you want.

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Confidence

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CONFIDENCE © STEVEN WILLARD

I don’t get much opportunity for street photography, but every time I do I’m reminded how difficult it is for me, and how exciting when things work out.

I saw this woman approaching me on the other side of the street and realized there was a photo opportunity in the making, if I could time it right. It was one of those situations where there was barely time to get the camera to my eye and press the shutter.

There are several things I like about this image; the contrast between the linearity of the building and the shape of he woman in her long dress, the contrast of textures and the contrast between the static building and the implied movement of her stride. But what I like most is her. She looks like she knows where she is going, and she is confident she will get there.

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Lost in Indiana

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Small town Indiana © Steven Willard

This might serve as an example for the value of GPS tagging. I know when this photograph was made, exif data even tells me what camera and lens, but what I don’t know is where. I was on a cross country drive when I stopped in this small town someplace in central Indiana, in the heart of farm country. You can believe it was a small town when I tell you that this store was right across the street from the town green where there was still evidence of a Fourth of July picnic. I wish I knew where it was. Look close and you can just make out the “LOVE” in the window.

Olympus OMD EM5 with 20mm f1.7 Panasonic lens.

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Sunny Delight

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Sunny Delight © Steven Willard

I had to turn the car around for this. It reminded me of riding my bike down sun-dappled streets as a kid.

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What would Magritte Say?

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What would Magritte say?

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Time Passes

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Time passes © Steven Willard

I was standing in a light drizzle, struck by the impression that the picket fence represented time; how on the right, up close, it’s easy to see each day-if each picket equals one day, but as it recedes into the past (distance) the days blur into each other. Can you see what I mean? And the grave markers merge more and more into each other the farther into the past they are. Isn’t that how time seems to us? We know that a day is a day, but the farther into the past the smaller they appear, and the more they blend into one another, even though we know that each day was the same. Likewise, although the grave markers seem smaller, to the people present at the time they were placed, they represented loss on the same scale as the more recent ones. The fact that the markers seem smaller in the distance doesn’t mean the loved ones the markers represent were mourned for any less.

The older I get the longer the line of pickets that merge into one another. The fact that I have a hard time distinguishing one day in the past from another doesn’t mean they were less important, or that the people I can barely recall were less important to me then, time just does that. See what I mean?

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Olympus OMD EM5 with 20mm f1.7 Panasonic lens.

My barber, not me

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My barber, Woodbury, Ct ©Steven Willard

I think barbers, like bartenders, must see just about everything. I didn’t know the guy getting the Mohawk haircut, but Tony has been cutting his hair for a few years. Turns out he’s a substitute teacher. Times have changed.

I Phone 5, and Snapseed.

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