I found this unremarkable color image in my archive and decided it would look better in selective color. As the sun set it caused the buildings to light up as if a golden spotlight was shining on them.
When our new neighbors put in a fence I wondered how it would change our backyard. It only improved it by giving us a little more privacy I thought. Then I realized the real advantage. The deer that would every year travel up from Frick Park to eat our lilies would no longer have access to our back garden.
For the last two years we have had amazing blooms. This year they not only survived the deer but also a terrible storm that brought down trees but not our five feet tall lilie
Our perennial garden in Regent Square gets better every year. Now that we have figured out how discourage the wandering deer from Frick Park, each year our perennials grow larger and are mre numerous. Here are a couple of this years day lilies.
Pittsburgh has a great history with Photojournalism and Documentary photography. In addition to Charles “Teenie” Harris, Elliot Erwitt, W. Eugene Smith and Duane Michals all worked extensively in Pittsburgh. Of course, Andy Warhol also experimented with photography but was not a photojournalist. Pittsburgh still pays homage to these old famous photographers. Recently Carnegie Museum opened a dedicated gallery to Teenie Harris and has made his extensive archive available on line.
I wonder about contemporary photojournalists and street photographers. In the 1970’s as a young photographer I was invited to become a member of The Associated Artists of Pittsburgh. I had the honor of exhibiting work at the Carnegie Museum (see below). However, photojournalists are no longer in fashion with art associations in the area. There were great hopes when The Silver Eye Gallery opened. Alas, they only seem to be interested in fine art photography. I am not judging this, fine art photography is fine and deserves to be exhibited, but so does photojournalism.
If you are a young photographer in Pittsburgh like Justin Merriman and fortunate to have a newspaper job, you have a way to display your work. But what of the hundreds of great photographs that he takes that do not get published. Sure there are many online groups like B&W Humanist & Street Photography Corner on facebook but they do not offer the same experience as being able to stand in front of an image in a gallery and have the possibility of buying a print.
This blog is the only avenue I have to make my plea to gallery owners and art associations in the area. People around the world love street photography. Take a moment and browse the internet. There are literally thousand of groups interested in this form of artistic expression. Open your eyes, take a chance and give young photographers the same opportunity to display their work to an audience that I had.
One of the great advantages of being vaccinated is being able to visit our favorite stores instead of relying on delivery. One of the things I missed the most were our favorite bakeries. My favorite for bread is the Allegro Hearth Bakery in Squirrel Hill. Not only are the products wonderful but the people generally seem happy to see you and eager to help.
We have missed going to the National Aviary and looking forward to being able to go back soon. I was looking through old images and found this one that I have never shared. I like the droplet at the age of the penguin’s nose.
I had intended this Spring to be the time when I finally got some images of the Cardinals that live in our Golden Dawn Sequoia. Unfortunately they seem to have moved out. However I have been noticing a couple of Blue Jays hanging around so I just adjusted my focus. Get it?
One of my favorite perennials in our garden is the bleeding heart. It has the most delicate blooms. Each year the plant gets bigger and it will bloom for weeks.Soon the plant will get bushy and covered in blooms and our garden will be full of delicate hearts.
One of my favorite spring flowers is the Rembrandt Tulip. Unfortunately this one is a couple years old. We have had to stop growing tulips because the deer from Frick Park consider them to be part of a special buffet. The farther away you get from the park the more chance you have of your tulips surviving. We are too close for tulips but that is a blessing I happily accept.