Week 37 - 2018 in Photographs

Day 252

 My father was in the military for the first part of my life. He was a pilot and at the beginning of SAC or Strategic Air Command. That meant at the time the Dakotas or New Mexico for bases. In the second grade we left the green fields of Missouri to the deserts of Roswell and then the high mesas of Albuquerque. I fell in love at seven and spent all my time wondering the desert, and have stayed connected to that arid landscape all my life.

I get back Albuquerque to visit friends and to shop but how big the city is now overwhelms me. This last vacation my sister and I took time to visit the Coronado Historic Site on the edge of the city now. When I first visited it on a school trip in the 5th grade it seemed way out on the mesa. Now it is this quiet island surrounded by expanding metropolis. It was like returning home. Home in the 1950's. So black and white treatment of the photographs seemed very appropriate.

We spent an extended time on the meandering trails even with occasional spitting rain. 

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Clouds in Black and White - Life on the Dry Line

10% chance of showers
J. Binford-Bell

According to NOAA I am living along the dry line. The dry line is a weather term for the divide between dry atmosphere to the west and moister air up from the gulf to the east. And what we get from this are dry thunderstorms. The clouds form over the mountains and then move away to be tornadoes or flooding events in the mid west. Here we get the 10% chance of rain. And some fantastic clouds to photograph.

Across the Valley
J. Binford-Bell

No rain but lots of opportunities to practice ones dry darkroom skills. Black an white is ever so much more than the absence of color. And done well it brings out details in the clouds the color digital image only hinted at.

Alone on the High Mesa
J. Binford-Bell

Photography began with no color. Ansel Adams made the west famous with his black and white images. And in spite of advancements in color photography we return to our black and white roots but in digital.

Downpour on the High Mesa
J. Binford-Bell

Most digital photo manipulation programs have an effect called black and white. Do not be seduced. It only takes out the color. Black and white is so much more. It is brightness and contrast, shadows and highlights, and yes vibrancy. An intricate dance of elements not unlike clouds themselves. Don't get me wrong. I am a color photographer first and perhaps always. In the days of film I only took black and white when it was a class assignment. I hated having non-color film in my camera. But in this digital age I can have it both ways.

The view from my studio
J. Binford-Bell

And clouds I have found are just beautiful in black and white. It is what is called a noisy sky. Literally because some of these silent images were accompanied by distant thunder.

Trees in Ojo
J. Binford-Bell

The above black and white and the opening photo actually are not pure. They have remains of color in them. Something which was done in the black and white film days with tinting. How much color to leave in and how much to take out is another thing to play with. I am by no means a master. Just a student who is more comfortable in color.

Ojo Valley
J. Binford-Bell

Life on the dry line is interesting but frankly I want rain and the land needs it. Rain will bring back the colors in the land.