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October 22
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October
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Cokin Yellow
In the late Aughts, I bought a set of Cokin glass filters from a now defunct camera store. Even at the time, they seemed nearly obsolete. Why bother buying a physical way of making what Photoshop can do in a fraction of a second? I thought I’d buy the filters anyway. They seemed cool, made in France and deeply inconvenient. I don’t regret the purchase.
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Royal Catchfly
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Mr.Cole
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Bergamot
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Larkspur
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Aftermath of House Fire, West High Street, Lima, Ohio
Aftermath of House Fire, West High Street, Lima, Ohio
There have been entirely too many house fires in my city in the past year and a half. I suppose that one house fire is a fire too many, but I’ve lost track of all the reports of burnt homes in the local news. When I spotted the property shown in this post over the weekend, I had no memory at all of reading about this particular home burning.
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Elm Street Underpass
I love train graffiti, especially the type painted in letters so fat that I fail to map each to the right letter of the alphabet until it has rolled away. Watching a train pass is sometimes like listening to the tones of a foreign language I wish I knew but do not, and in my unknowing, the conversation sounds more like music than dialogue.
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Smurf Graffiti
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Rabbit
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Home
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For Sale
Some commercial real estate is utterly forgettable to me. I really had to reflect on whether the building above is still standing or if it ever sold. I drive by it several times a year, yet I do not look at it. I had to consult Google Street View to see if it was still standing, but it could have been demolished yesterday for all I know. Its Street View image doesn’t show much change except for a…
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Milkweed
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Pandemic Memories
This weekend’s weather is not favorable for outdoor photography, so I looked through images I captured last week to glean another one to offer here on Intensity Without Mastery. I gravitated toward a flag photo I took at a local park. The sight of it swirled my mind in moments of the pandemic. Before I dig further into the recent past, I’d like to mention I understand the pandemic is far from…
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Wordless Wednesday
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