long exposure

Life Echoes Still Movement

Friday, July 6th, 2012

Life Echoes Still Movement

One of the major differences between painting and photography is that painters have to deliberately paint images onto a surface in order to create their work.  Nothing is in a painting that an artist doesn’t want to be there.  Photography behaves differently.  Of course there are photographers that consciously place everything with in their frame, hire models to pose, and rigorously control the scene, and in post editing they can erase others.  There is nothing wrong with this approach.  I personally gravitate to another direction. I embrace the unknown accidents of photography.  Those accidents that often go unnoticed until I get into the dry darkroom.

Those are the elements that enter into a frame that I either didn’t know or didn’t intend for it to be there.  There are also camera malfunctions that add an element to an image that could never have been consciously created.  By embracing these happy accidents I fall more madly in love with the art and science of photography.

This image was a complete accident.  I had set the camera on manual in order to get a long exposure; however, somehow I accidentally set the exposure to 30 seconds, and I am pretty sure the shutter stayed open for longer than that.  I did want to capture some of the blurs in the aquarium but I got much more than I intended to catch. I only got slight glimpse of there long silvery fish.  They are only a still echo of the swimming I had witnessed with my own eye.

I took the image home and I have kept looking at it over the past week.  What is this image communicating?  What am I communicating to the image?  When the title came to me I understood what the image meant to me.  Those traces of life are there even though most  life is not visible unless one looks below the surface.  The life that is there when there is seemingly none.






Secret Garden on NE 135 Street North Miami

Monday, March 26th, 2012

Secret Garden, NE 135 Street, Miami

I made a late night visit to an old friend last night.  It was great getting the chance to reason and just be together with him in brotherhood.

As I was walking back to where we had parked on the street I noticed what a beautiful garden was in front of the house.  The land unfolded before my eyes, as the yellow halide light filtered through the trees.

Our little secret garden on NE 135 Street, North Miami.  It was so far removed from the hustle of 135 Street, but this patch of sculptured green was so far removed.  There are places for one to sit and just relax and take in the cool Miami air.


Concrete Boxes, Miami Style

Wednesday, March 2nd, 2011

I just love these concrete boxes.  I think they hide water pumping machinery.  This one is a long exposure from FIU’s campus.

3 Cubic Fish Boxes, FIU Miami

One Night the Darkness Came Early

Monday, February 7th, 2011

I had gathered my coat, scarf, and bag before stumbling out into the cold Chiba night.  It was only 6:30 but the haze of the early party swirled in my head.  The air felt so refreshing after inhaling other peoples smoke for the last 2 hours.  I walked the familiar streets back to the station, pausing a few times to see some lights that caught my eye.

The lights just come alive at night.  Even though at times so much light pours onto the streets that becomes a artificial fluorescent day.

I kind of like it a bit when the darkness comes so early, but I look forward to those long summer days that aren’t to far away.

Balloon, Balloons, Bicycle, Bicycle

Follow the Light, Urayasu Night Urabanscape

Reality of Shibuya

Sunday, September 26th, 2010

This is not the glossy image of Shibuya that is splashed across glossy magazines.  This is the Shibuya that I know.  The dirty backstreets, where one can get lost in the variety of vices offered up if you have the yen to pay for it.

Shibuya Reality

One Corner

Shibuya Back to Reality

Night Sky Meditations

Saturday, September 18th, 2010

Around 1 o’clock in the morning I hard an unstoppable urge to go out on to my patio and look up at the night sky.  I wanted to look up into the dark skies and mediate on all those who are also looking up at the velvet skies.  How many of us are out there looking into the heavens.  Are these the same skies that my ancestors saw why traveling the deserts?

Go out and look up.  Think about the countless humans who have also looked up into these seemingly changeless skies.

Look, Seek, Search and Find

Meditation Night Sky 02

Meditation Night Sky

Long Time Around Naka Meguro Way

Wednesday, August 11th, 2010

Made a pilgrimage to the Ethiopian joint Queen Sheeba.  I hadn’t been there for a long time, something like a god 15 years.  The air was a bit cooler than usual, and I was able to get a couple of nice long exposures on the backstreets away from the station.  Quiet, dark, evening…

Canal Side, Naka Meguro

Summer Night Naka Meguro

Hazy 10:46 Evening

Wednesday, April 28th, 2010

The rain came all day.  It lest a haze that was hung around after the rain vanished.  All the lights are aglow outside, flaking of the shiny pavements and sidings.  SNAP, Snap, snap.

Over the Roof Tops to Nagisa New Town

10:46 Contstruction Workers Lot

Midnight New Years Eve

Tuesday, January 5th, 2010

The annual pilgrimage to the shrines and temples of Japan, begins just after the stroke of midnight on December 31.  I never venture far, and I prefer to go to the one that is closest to my house.  The same shrine my family has been visiting for years.  Warm sake, and amazake are served to those who have waited in the cold to say the first prayers of the new year.

Burning Away the Bad Fotune

Temple Gate, One Stroke before 2010

Fireman Photographing the Bonfire

First Prayers of the New Year, 2010

What a Line Up, 2010

Late Night Gyotoku, 7:30 p.m.

Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009

After a traditional end of the year party, I wandered back to Gyotoku station, snapping a few frames along the way.  The time was only 7:30 p.m. but these pics feel like they were taken in the middle of the night.  It might just have been the hot water and shochu I had been drinking.  Or it could just be the magic of that town just across from Tokyo, Gyotoku.

Criss Cross Awning

Gyotoku at Night

Tree in front of the Koban (Police Box)

Time to Make the Sweets

It’s Dark Way Too Early

Wednesday, December 9th, 2009

It is only 4:30 in the afternoon, but the sun has set.  The evening tones appear, and the neighborhood lights hum quietly outside all the apartments.  Evening has arrived.

Dumping on School

Line Up

Cool Summer Night with Moon and Danchi

Friday, July 10th, 2009

The air dropped and became pleasant, out of the corner

i caught the glow of a yellow moon, calling m out onto the veranda.

the air wicked around me while i fumbled with my little GRII to get some long exposures

of the magic out my window.   Step out and see.

Cool Summer Night with Moon and Danchi

Breakin’ at Hot Wheels

Thursday, April 2nd, 2009

Well, when I was a youth the skating rink was called Hot Wheels.  I am not even sure what the exact name of the place is anymore, just about everyone I know still calls it hot wheels.  I was down to catch an old school breaking jam.  Fab breakers including the Street Masters Crew, Triple Seven out to just grab the floor and spur each other on.


motion, movement and light.


Triple 777, live at Hot Wheels


Breaking, Happiness


Sole of the Lens

Nightscape on top of The Mori Building, Tokyo

Monday, September 15th, 2008

Took my friend Ska, from France to the top of the Mori building to get a feel the vast, sprawling city that is Tokyo. Was able to click off a few images. The city goes on and on, only does it pause at the edge of the bay, when at times they just reclaim the land and keep on going.

Sprawl 2008 Tokyo

I Had a Hand in This 2008 Tokyo



To Where 2008 Tokyo


Night time in my Hood

Sunday, July 27th, 2008

The long summer days, and the humid summer nights have come to Tokyo.  Wandering the streets of my neighborhood, the street lights cast shadows, the work crews work late into the night, and I am there with clicker in hand.  Looking around the corner, pausing on the steps, stepping into the night.



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