
A small work boat sits tied up at a wharf at Smith Cove in Gloucester, MA at high tide.

A small work boat sits tied up at a wharf at Smith Cove in Gloucester, MA at high tide.

A large wave crashes along the back shore in Gloucester MA.

The schooner Sylvina W. Beal sits at high tide full of water.

I recently went out with my Leica M-P 240 and made some shots with my 1958 35mm Summaron f3.5 SM. I used my external optical viewfinder as it gave me more of that old time feel. I even shot at ISO 400 to give the experience a Tri-X feel. It was a lot of fun and brought me back to my roots shooting with my M3.

In Gloucester, MA every year we have a schooner festival. It’s a unique experience and I am lucky enough to be able to climb on board one of them whenever I want. This year I chose to shoot only in B&W mode on my Leica with my father’s old Leica/Schneider 21mm Super Angulon from 1963. In color this lens has a heavy magenta vignette so I tend to use it only in B&W. A couple of years ago I had a CLA done on it and the optics are stunning.

Peru, Massachusetts © Steven Willard
I had wanted to photograph this church located in the small town of Peru,Massachusetts for several years. The problem had always been a matter of light, and the fact that I didn’t get by there very often. This day, however, my companion and I had left Shelburne Falls, earlier than usual which put us in Peru at just the right time.
I worked for a bit trying to photograph the building without including the wires, but it just wasn’t possible, and in the end decided that they were part of the true image and could be included without ruining it.
Olympus OMD EM1 with 12-40mm f2.8 zoom.
More of my images can be viewed at https://stevenwillardimages.wordpress.com
Nikon D300 and 18-200 AF-S G VR Lens – 1/60 @ f/5.3
This is an older image of mine. A little jazz at Boston Common
“BOSTON STRONG”
More of my images can be seen at – The Visual Chronicle
and X-tended Vision

Chess Corner
Quincy Market
Boston

“Just imagine living in a world without mirrors. You’d dream about your face and imagine it as an outer reflection of what is inside you. And then, when you reached forty, someone put a mirror before you for the first time in your life. Imagine your fright! You’d see the face of a stranger. And you’d know quite clearly what you are unable to grasp: your face is not you.”
~ Milan Kundera
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