Wrasslin’
Eastern Pro Wrestling at the Westerly Armory, Westerly RI 03.05.2010
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tasra365_Day63
The wind coming off the ocean was freezing cold. I ducked behind some cliffs to get warm and got a few pictures. Took the long way home through Slocum and got the hay rolls. I think they look like D-cell batteries.
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tasra365_day42
Another night of scrambling down a rock face, hanging on with my fingertips above the crashing waves. In the distance the lights of Newport and Narragansett shimmered like pearls. While my flashlight was on it seemed like it was snowing. I could only raise my hood, bury my hands in my pockets [...]
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It was terrifying. I was making an eigh-minute exposure, the roaring waves were crashing in, and I was all by myself in the middle of the night. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw two silhoutted figures appear from behind the rocks. With a supernatural agility and speed, one [...]
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tasra365_day28
When I left the house I honestly didn’t mean to go scrambling up and down sea cliffs in flip-flops. But there I was, one hand holding the tripod, the other hand clinging to the rocks. It turns out there is no cell phone service at the bottom of a canyon. Not that [...]
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tasra365_day21 Lightwriting
After ten exposures I finally wrote 365 on my arm, then figure out what its mirror image would be, rehearsed the motions and finally got it.
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tasra365_day10
I’ve wanted to do more studio photography for a long time now. Tonight I was inspired by some low-key images and decided to do a self portrait. The sunspots from looking into the light will go away some time next week hopefully.
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tasra365_day9
I read a poor review of the Nikon 18-135mm dx lens that mentioned its terrible barrel distortion at wide angles. It turned out its true. These took some serious distorting and cropping in Photoshop to get the lines straight.
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tasra365_day8
I went cloud chasing after a storm passed by this weekend. I found those clouds and some lovely paths as well.
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tasra365_day7
I smelled a skunk while I was taking these. It was terrifying. But now that I think of it, I’d rather get sprayed by a skunk than attacked by a fisher cat. I’m more scared of fisher cats than anything. I used to have a serious phobia about homeless people, but I’m [...]
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