Eagle Street. February 1, 2013Posted by littlebangtheory in Love and Death.
Tags: B&W photography, Eagle Street, North Adams MA
A view of downtown North Adams which always catches my eye:
My preferred shot would be with my 16mm lens from the middle of the road, but I’m chicken to go stand out there with my back to oncoming traffic…
At MASS MoCA. August 7, 2012Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Tags: bargains, faux pas, grudges, Hudson's Antiques, Lewis Carroll, M. C. Escher, malaise, Mass MoCA, Massachusetts Museum of Contemporary Art, North Adams MA
A drive-by shooting at MASS MoCA, the Massachusetts Museum of Contemporary Art in our neighbor to the west, North Adams.
This sprawling complex was once the Sprague Electric manufacturing facility, and has been brilliantly re-purposed as the Bastard Progeny of M.C. Escher and Lewis Carroll. Visitors to this extraordinary venue should expect the unexpected, such as this resident installation in their front dooryard:
Years after first seeing these inverted maple trees, I still chuckle at them. 🙂
And woe to those who shop at the on-site Hudson’s Antiques, who may indeed go home with more than they bargained for:
Hey, the price is right…
Moonlight Madness! December 13, 2011Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Tags: Canon EF 24-105mm 1:4 L IS USM lens, moon photos, night photography, North Adams MA, Shelburne MA, Taconic range
This time of year, there’s virtually no daylight outside of my work-day; I drive out in the dark, and by the time I pick up my mail on the way home the sun is setting.
Kinda sucks as a photographer’s life goes.
But hey, if it’s a lemon tree, we New Englanders do know what to do with it!
…Snap away in the dark. I can handle it. 😉
Here are a few sky shots I took these past few days, bracketing my workday with a bit of finger-numbing recreation (it’s been cold here!)
Here’s an eastward view from high Shelburne, after sunset but a bit short of moonrise; Her Highness is announcing Her entrance with a flourish of fire:
I wouldn’t have chosen the contrail if it were up to me, but it wasn’t, and in retrospect it adds an interesting geometric element to balance the descending horizon.
Funny how those things work out.
Here’s one of the moon just cracking the Earth-Sky egg:
And then, at last, Her glorious entrance into the Land of the Living:
This last shot has a different feel than the previous two; the sheer candlepower of La Luna didn’t lend itself to bringing up the colors as I did with the others. Let me know what you think of the differences.
And lastly, no night would be complete without morning. So here’s a morning shot looking westward from my current road job, of the waning moon chasing a firey Earth-shadow to ground over the Taconic Range which separates Massachusetts from New York:
We’re heading into the depths of the Dink and the Dank of winter, with a surfeit of dark and a dearth of daylight, so bear with me as I try to milk the night for something worth passing along to any of you who have come to expect a bit more from me. If I ever get my act together and delve into Actual Night-time Photography, this time of year will require less apologies. But for now, I hope this suffices.
Thanks to Ollie for these shots, mostly shot at 24mm, though I kept my compositional options open with that lens choice.
North Adams, MA October 26, 2010Posted by littlebangtheory in Love and Death, Politics and Society.
Tags: Mass MoCA, North Adams MA, red maples, tee shirts, Tunnel City
Drove into work this morning in the dark, through mists and fog, to arrive at North Adams, one of the Commonwealth’s smallest cities. Dawn revealed a tableau of sad shops, proud steeples and under-utilized factory buildings:
North Adams was known world-wide as “Tunnel City,” sitting as it does between the infamous Hoosac Tunnel to the east and this shorter tunnel to its west:
An eerie mist drifted from it’s dark maw as the sun struggled to burn through the gray blanket above us:
The Hoosac River runs through town, tamed by an Industrial Age concrete channel:
The Autumn colors make the place look almost hopeful – in fact, the sprawling Massachusetts Museum of Contemporary Art, occupying the old Sprague Electric plant, is a ray of hope, drawing both tourists and stimulus dollars for roadscape improvements:
This afternoon the sun came out, illuminating a scene of ridiculously red maples beneath a deep blue sky:
The day ended warmly, with tee-shirts all around. There won’t be many more like this one until Spring.
Good evening, my friends!
At MassMoCA. August 11, 2010Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Tags: Leonard Nimoy, Mass MoCA, North Adams MA, Petah Coyne, Tobias Putrih
The Massachusetts Museum of Contemporary Art, that is. It’s a really unique museum about half an hour west of here, offering some of the largest galleries in the country, making it ideal for the massive installation pieces which seem to be currently in vogue.
Susan and I went there this past Sunday to see the Petah Coyne sculpture show and Leonard Nimoy’s portrait photography of local folks. The Nimoys were cool, lots of fun, but I’m sure I speak for us both when I say that the Coyne show was jaw-dropping: large sculptures comprised primarily of silk flowers, wire, wax and… taxidermy. Photography wasn’t allowed as per the artist’s request, and anyway, I haven’t seen any photos of this stuff on line which begins to do it justice. I’ll just say that if you’re within driving distance of North Adams, Massachusetts, you’d do well to check it out.
Equally impressive (to me, at least,) were the black and white photo studies she supposedly drew her inspiration from, though I failed to see the connection. They’re all evocative of a mix of dark emotions and celebration, compelling and surreal. I’ll be back to see them again.
Mass MoCA is built into an old factory complex, and the forms and voids of the space are themselves interesting , from the Quarter-Furlong Gallery to more “private” spaces:
That’s a shot from Elliot, my preferred indoor/architectural lens, as is this one, of Susan receiving The Light from Tobias Putrih’s installation, Hoosac 2010, an ethereal fishing line apparition inspired by the grave and ponderous Hoosac Tunnel:
I took other photos that day, but this one is my favorite. It’s like an expression of the potential I see in that lady.
Anyway, visit Mass MoCA if you can, or watch for shows by these artists in your area; they’re spectacular!