WEDNESDAY WHIMSY…ON THURSDAY MORNING

Hey, you try coming up with eye catching titles, OK.

It will be kind of a scatter shot of ideas and photos for this morning’s blogging.  The insomnia gremlins are running wild. I must have broken one of the three rules of gremlins…again.

HAPPY BELATED VALENTINE’S DAY!

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On Valentine’s day I semi-mocked the “holiday”, created by the card and flower industrial complex. I mentioned on Facebook how thankful I was that the kids came to class on Valentine’s Day burdened with flowers, balloons and candy.  This was a clear disruption of the educational environment so I was within my rights to confiscate the offending items.  My wife had awesome Valentine’s Day presents for 31 years.

But Valentine’s Day is for lovers, and as a wedding photographer, I need those lovers to get engaged and hire Poole Photography for their weddings.  So to make up for my  past wrongs against Valentine’s Day, I present this visual love gift to you all as a token of the importance of love in our lives EVERY day of the week, not just 2/14.

MATSURI FESTIVAL REDUX

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I talked  in an earlier blog about my wonderful day of shooting at the Matsuri Festival  {link}.  I entered three of my photographs I took that day in the PAC contest.  I didn’t place, but was happy that my photographs got a few votes.   On the positive side I did vote for the photograph that won the competition.  I may not have shot award winning images that day, but I do know an outstanding picture when I see it.

PUPPY DOG TALES

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Although my ultimate goal for Poole Photography, my “White Whale” so to speak, is to be primarily a wedding photographer, I am attempting to shoot as many sessions as I can to gain experience and improve my portfolio.  For the last couple of weeks, my friend Dave has been persistent in telling me that I should come and take pictures of his new cute puppy before it grew into his new big dog. On Sunday I finally went to his place and did my first pet session.

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The adorable Leah.

I love the following series of images.  Reminds me of those old monster movies in which the photographer, usually named Tim, sees the danger coming directly at him but instead of running away he holds his ground and continues to photograph the beast charging him until the bitter end!

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BROMINATED VEGETABLE OIL

It is now 3:37 and about time to wrap this up and see if the insomnia gods are pleased.  I am not sure if they will be.  I have been drinking Mountain Dew,  which does contain caffeine.  I also was alerted by a Facebook post that Mountain Dew contains brominated vegetable oil.  I Googled brominated vegetable oil and its related health risks.  Oh great, one more thing to add to the list of stuff that might not be good for me.  I can just hear and see the early morning commercial now: “if you or anyone you know has drunk beverages contain brominated vegetable oil and you or they show one or more of these symptoms….” Yikes.

So with that information on my mind, I will try close my eyes and get some sleep, all the while knowing, and yes, hearing the BVO in my bloodstream, reeking havoc on various internal organs.

Pleasant dreams.

“COMEDY IS NOT PRETTY” *

Perhaps because it was Throwback Thursday but it was a day of connecting with people, places and things in my past.

I was asked by a former student to shoot some head shots for him to submit to a contest he was entering.  We were set to meet at 7th St and McDowell.  My first apartment was at 5th St and McDowell.  The apartment building is still there.  I worked at an office at Palm Lane and Central, about 3/4 of a mile away and often walked to work, which started at the civilized time of 9:00.  I remembered my favorite bachelor fare of cheese omelets  flour tortillas and grape jelly, my dad’s occasional homemade lasagna, late runs to Jack in the Box for tacos (the ORIGINAL Jack Tacos, not the cardboard they serve today)  lunch at Whataburger and watching TV on a 13 inch black and white TV.  The freeway hadn’t been built yet.  The area where it was to be built was pretty dead as the houses and land had all been sold to make way for the new freeway, only to be entangled in a myriad of litigation that had stalled the project. It was nice to see how much the neighborhood has revived since.  The grocery store I shopped at is still there, but it is surrounded by Subway and Starbucks and a host of other business that have sprung up across the street from my former home.

As I was pulling into the parking lot, I got a text from my friend Dave.  He gave me some sad news.  Apollo will no longer be teaching black and white film and wet lab.  It will be going completely digital.  I know all the good points about digital and use digital in my own business.  But I believe there is a place for film in the learning process of photography.  A person learns about lighting  and exposure and composition and has to make these decisions without the crutch of having a button in Photoshop to make up for mistakes.  But I am retired and a quality photography curriculum is not my concern anymore.

After reading Dave’s text, I grabbed my camera and went to Starbucks to meet up with my former student Sergio.  Sergio, and his brother Dominique, ran track and played football for me, plus I had both of them as students.  To say that their life away from school was a bit more than rough is a huge understatement.  With all these obstacles in their life working against them, the chances of the two brothers becoming casualties of life were extremely high.  And, sad for me to say, many of their teachers bought into this future for them, writing them off as delinquents with no hope for the future.  But, to use an old cliche’, they pulled themselves up by the bootstraps and persevered through all of these hard times and made it through school.  They now are productive citizens with families of their own.  These guys are a big part of my “why I taught” reasons.  They are the true heroes of their life’s successes.  I am happy that I was able to play a small part in the story of their lives.

One of the things I remember about Sergio is that he always made me laugh.  He was bit of a class clown.  That has carried over into his adult life.  Sergio’s night job is being a stand up comic.  Sergio performs at local comedy clubs and has performed in New Mexico and Texas as well.  What I find interesting in talking with Serg is the amount of time and effort he is putting into learning the craft of comedy.  He attends workshops and seminars to learn better ways to present his material.  It was fascinating for me to hear him dissect the things he has learned and applied to his act.  Who knew comedy was so complicated?

Which brings me full circle to the reason why I am taking head shots of Sergio.  The young man is entering the Black Comedy Competition and needs to submit a photograph to the contest organizers.  I am glad that he thought of his former coach and photography teacher as the guy for the job.  We decided to meet at noon yesterday at 7th St and McDowell, close to his work and right across the street from my old apartment.  Got a little Starbuck’s, courtesy of Sergio, talked over old times and got to take some great photographs of this fine young man.

Sergio is opening for Jimmy Shubert at the Comedy Spot Comedy Club in Scottsdale this Saturday at 10 pm.  You should check out his act, I know you will enjoy it.  For full details, click here.

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*Credit where credit is due:  “Comedy is not Pretty is the name of a 1979 comedy album by Steve Martin.

Trivia:  The best Steve Martin movie that nobody has ever seen is “Leap of Faith”.

MATSURI a FESTIVAL of JAPAN (Phoenix Style)

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The good people of the Photographers Adventure Club, PAC for short, hold monthly photography contests for its members.  This month, under the supervision of event organizer Evy Olivia, the contest was a photo shoot at the Matsuri Festival of Japan held down at Heritage Square Park.  I had not participated in any of the previous contests, so I thought this would be a great time to enter one, not with any expectation of winning, but as a chance to enjoy the new experience of the festival and to practice and improve my photographic skills.  On Saturday, many of the PAC members were meeting together at 10 AM to go as a group and shoot the parade.  Unfortunately for me, I had another commitment that morning and could not make the 10 AM meetup, but I did have the organizer’s number and could call her when I got to the festival and meet up with the group at that time.

Saturday morning, functioning on about 3 hours of fitful sleep, (my Medifast counselor asked “are you OK?   You don’t look good!) I finally got my act together and headed downtown.  As I was driving, my I-pod, which normally tries to make every other song a Christmas carol, shuffled a back to back selection of “Sea of Tranquility” by the Japanese trio Rin’ followed by Deep Purple’s “Woman from Tokyo”.  I thought this to be good Karmic evidence that this would be a great day.

Although there were a few bumps along the road, such as going the wrong way in the parking garage, paying $12.00 for parking and $3.00 for a Pepsi, and not meeting up with anyone from the PAC, (I decided that at 1:00 everyone was probably gone or getting ready to go)  I had a great time.  Visited some nice exhibits, met some nice people, bought some incense and a CD from the Nippon Kodo booth, sampled and purchase some Hawaiian Crispy Wafers (Cherry Vanilla) from the High-T Snacks booth.  (hightsnacks@amigo.net), and shot some decent photographs.  I sit here now, lighting the incense, listening to the CD and noshing on a Cherry Vanilla Wafer while I share my thoughts and photographs of the day.

DRUM SHOW

I normally head to the events and displays I like first, and then take in the rest if time permits. Being a drummer, the first thing I headed for was the drum show. So had everyone else. There I was with my 50mm lens getting shots of the back of people’s heads with the drummers way in the background.  I kept thinking of a play on words of a line from “Jaws”.  “We’re gonna need a bigger lens.”

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Many photographers are reluctant to crop their original images.  Although I agree that composition should be done in the lens, I have no guilt or shame when it comes to cropping. I will crop any image if I believe that crop makes for a stronger picture.

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I eventually maneuvered myself up as close to the stage as I could.  I took this picture of a drummer watching the show from offstage.  I was reminded of the lyrics “the drummer relaxes and waits between shows” by Neil Young.

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HERE COMES THE SUN

It was suggested to bundle up because it was going to be cold.  After all, it DID snow in Phoenix just a couple of days before.  I wore a sweatshirt, which I quickly ditched.  People found many ways to try and keep out of the sun and cool down.

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THE DRAGONS

Once again I followed the sound of drums, and came upon this performance.

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Another example of my willingness to crop. I wanted to showcase this tambourine.

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The “dragons” unmask.

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One of my favorite photos of the day.  One of the “dragons” lost a flower from  his mask.  The child quickly picked the flower up and gave it back to him.

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The Dragon Masks were provided by Masks by Zarco

THE BONSAI DISPLAY

I would love to own and care for a Bonsai tree.  However, I know it would end up an epic fail.  I once  bought a lucky bamboo plant that promptly died.  These trees were at  The Phoenix Bonsai Society display.

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The following photograph initially reminded me of a Japanese ink painting.  I turned it to black and white trying to emphasize that similarity.

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THE STORY OF 1,000 CRANES

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As I was photographing this display, a young woman came up to me, gave me her business card and asked if I would send her copies of the pictures I was taking.  Being an affable guy, naturally I agreed to do so.  We started chatting and I asked what the cranes were made of.  She told me they were mad out of cyanotypes.   I knew what a cyanotype was.  When I started teaching photography I had a supply of special blue print paper so I taught the making of cyanotypes until the supply was gone.  Cyanotypes are made by the placing of objects on the special paper and exposing the paper to the Sun.  Whereever the objects are, the paper stays white. The paper that is exposed to the light turns blue.. Look at the following closeup.The objects she used on her cyanotypes were feathers.  All the cranes were made out of feather covered paper.

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BUT, as my friend Shannon Gillis says, there’s a story…there’s ALWAYS a story.

This is not your typical high school photography class cyanotype paper.  The artist, Airi Katsuta, makes her cyanotype paper from scratch.  She takes a special type of paper, coats it with two different chemicals to make the paper light sensitive.  Once the paper is made, she proceeds with the laying on of the feathers.  All 1,000 cranes were created from handmade cyanotype paper.  For a complete look at  the step by step process illustrated with photographs of Airi making the paper and the origami cranes, click here

But the creation of the 1,000 cranes did not come about because of her desire to make a pretty wall hanging or a conversation piece at the Festival. Airi started creating the cranes after the May 2011 earthquake and tsunami in Japan.  That summer, she went to Japan intending to stay a week as a volunteer working in the village of Ishinomaki.  She ended up staying longer and was determined to come back to Japan after her senior year at ASU was finished.  She used the symbolism and importance of the 1,000 cranes in Japanese culture as a fundraising vehicle to raise enough money to go back to Japan to continue her volunteer work.  Additionally, Airi, as a photography major, used her photography skills to record the devastation and recovery of Ishinomaki.

For the full story of the 1,000 cranes and Ms. Katsuta’s efforts, click here.  To view her photographs of the village, click here.

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Airi Katsuta, it was a pleasure to met you, and thank you for letting me share your story of the 1,000 cranes on my blog.

SHONTIONN AND MARIA’S ENGAGEMENT SESSION

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Shontionn is a former student and athlete of mine from the good old teaching days at Apollo High School.  Shontionns specialty in track was the hurdles.  I and his event coaches will always remember Shontionn as one of the hardest working and determined athletes that we have had the privilege to coach.  I was happy for Shontionn when he posted his engagement to Maria on Facebook.

Maria did not attend Apollo, so my first time meeting Maria was the day we shot their engagement session.  What a wonderful young lady.     I look forward to the day I get to photograph their wedding.  Best of God’s blessings to you, Shontionn and Maria.

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A Slice of Summer’s Drake’s Cakes

A little background here.  I introduced my former student Summer Drake in this blog post at the end of December. One day I was brainstorming about photography sessions I could do in between jobs and I thought of Summer and her cake baking enterprise.  As a new business myself, I am quite aware of the need for the new business to get the word out about their product, be it photography or cakes.  I myself do this with my website, Facebook business page and, of course, this blog.  So I thought that I use the tools I have at my disposal to give a hand to Summer and help her promote her Drake’s Cakes business.  So I came up with the idea of shooting a photographic journey of Summer putting together one of her cake masterpieces.

I was a big fan of the show “Amazing Wedding Cakes”.  I always thought that the job, the creation of the final product, looked like something fun and creative, but I knew it would be too tedious a job  for me to do.  Plus, I know that somewhere along the line I would succumb to the temptation of doing a faceplant into one of the cakes and eating my way to the surface.  One might think that the show would be boring to watch, but I found it highly dramatic and entertaining.  The show featured 4 different bakeries that followed the creation of the final cake from the meeting with the client to the final delivery and the clients all gushy and happy about the results.  But the show always had its share of tense moments.  There were  the two sisters who always hated each other during the making of the cake but at the end loved each other again, until the next cake.  Then there was the owner that would never like anything and pretty much throw out everything that was done and start over an hour before delivery (as my wife said, “I could not work for that man.”).  Of course there was always the  perils of delivering a huge wedding cake on time in the harrowing Los Angeles traffic. But my favorite drama moment was when the baker found a slight flaw on one of the 2 dozen blown sugar glass balls and proceeded to throw everyone of them on the floor at about 4 in the morning with shots of her 2 interns looking on in horror.  Classic.

I did not anticipate there being any of this type of drama at Summer’s cake baking session.  After all, the other is television and if it didn’t have drama and suspense, no one would watch  “Amazing Wedding Cakes”. It would have just been another cooking show.  What I did want to do was capture the love and care and steps that Summer took during the cake building experience.  I believe the photographs that follow are a great testament to Summer’s cake making abilities.

I did a Friday night and Saturday afternoon session with Summer.  She had three cakes to decorate.  She had done all the baking before I arrived and the cakes were chilling in the fridge.  Summer’s sister Samantha, another former student of mine, came over and helped.  (they liked each other all the way through the process)  I hope these pictures convey the energy that Summer puts into her creations to make sure that the client is completely 100% satisfied with the results.  (or gushy and happy, if you prefer)

The cakes I photographed are the baby shower cake and the Sweet 16 cake.  It was also Summer’s first topsy-turvy cake.  Finally at the bottom are two pictures Summer provided of two wedding cakes she made.

For more photographs go see her Facebook page at facebook.com/drakescakesandcatering.

Phone number: (623)297-0113

Email: summerldrake@gmail.com

On to the main event!

BABY SHOWER CAKE

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SWEET SIXTEEN TOPSY TURVY CAKE

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The above is the cake without the decorations.

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SAMPLES OF SUMMER’S WEDDING CAKES.

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AND JUST ONE MORE THING…

When I started writing this post I started thinking of Bill Cosby’s routine about chocolate cake, so thought I would share it.  It is hysterical, without a single swear word.  Worth the 9 minutes.

2012 IN THE REAR VIEW MIRROR

I was reading an article at SLR Lounge about writing an end of the year “Best of” post, written by local wedding photographer Diana Elizabeth.  As I have mentioned in my earlier blog posts, I have taken three classes from Diana in the past and I have always found her advice on good business practices very helpful.  So here I go with my version of  Poole Photography’s “best of” post.

2012 was officially the first year of my entry into the business of wedding and event photography.  And much like anything in its infancy, the business has been doing a lot of crawling on the floor mixed in with a few baby steps attempted while hanging on to the furniture for dear life.  In the course of 2012 I learned much about the business, improved my camera and editing skills, took to writing this blog and setting up a website to showcase my work, met several outstanding photographers through the Photographer”s Adventure Club, and best of all, I was privileged to be able to shoot some great sessions and events during the course of the year, which I have written about and posted pictures of on this blog.

Let’s begin the 2012 review.

All photographers eventually develop a style of shooting.  As my style develops it will be greatly influenced by the way my instructors taught me and they way I taught my students taking my photography class.  I prefer candid shots over the “say cheese” shots. Photographs should tell a story or evoke an emotion, should make the view wonder “what are they thinking, what are they doing? ”  I also believe that the story can go beyond the border of the photograph, engage the viewer so they a thinking and coming up with their own solution to what is occurring beyond the border.

Of course when shooting events and weddings, the group shots and portraits and posed shots are a necessity, but I find as I go through my digital negatives I find my favorites are the ones that tell a story and evoke the emotions of capturing a picture of those precious unguarded moments.

Please be sure and check on the links to get all the pictures and the related post.

POOLE PHOTOGRAPHY 2012 REVIEW

I first discovered that I was drawn to take those types of pictures at my first shoot of 2012, described in this June 28th blog.  The bride had graciously invited me to the wedding and allowed me take pictures.  I was able to focus most of my effort on the fun candid shots.

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The next session I had was the very next day, a 9 year old’s birthday party.  The good thing is that 9 year olds run around and make for great candid shots.  The bad news is that every time they see the camera pointed at them, they stop and say cheese.  But it was great fun.  And as this photo shows, there is a purpose for posed, or semi posed pictures.

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It has to be a cool thing to combine photography with a bit of a literary reference as I did in “Quoth the Raven”  My first Senior Portrait gig.  This type of session lends itself more to the posed portrait types of shots, but when I start my Senior Portrait sessions in the spring, I will be looking to add candid pictures as well to the portfolio.

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Overcoming my fear of “all things baby shower”. I bucked up and photographed Denise’s baby shower, as I chronicled here.  The photograph below was taken at the very end and shows, I think, the love and happiness, and thankfulness that the party is over.

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I got a chance to photography one of my former student’s birthdays.  The blog post is here.  Lita is now exploring her own photographic skills by taking college photography classes.  I am very proud of her.

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Although I didn’t blog about this shoot, I do consider it one of my best shoots of 2012.  It was in preparation for my August wedding shoot and it allowed me to work with Cheryl Denise again.  We went out very early in the morning to take advantage of the so called  “Golden Hour”.  I got lots of practice shooting in various lighting situations, concentrating on backlighting.

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And the big event came.  Mallory and John’s wedding.  The ironic part is that I never was able to use my well practiced back lighting skills as the day of the wedding was rainy and cloudy.  Which meant I did get to practice “monitoring and adjusting” the photographs I shot.  This picture I am showing is my personal favorite.  It is not the best by far, but my favorite.  The semi-blurred motion enhances the excitement of the moment as the vows were being read.

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In December I volunteered for Help Portrait Saturday.  I explain the purpose and display some photographs of this event here.  I did probably the easiest job of the day, photographing the behind the scenes happenings.  The hardest working people were the organizers, the main shooters and their assistants, the people who printed the photos, the make up artists and hair stylists.  I took some of the best pictures I have ever taken that day.  I am really glad I got involved with this project.

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My final photo session of the year was a portrait session with my friends John and Freda.  I posted about the friendship John and I forged during the downs and ups of coaching football together here, and talked about John and Freda’s relationship here.  Another example of where the shot of the unguarded moment tells us as much about the subjects as does the artfully posed photograph.

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I hope the reader liked my little reflection on my work in 2012.  I hope the people I photographed enjoyed their pictures as much as enjoyed  the time I had photographing them.

May you all have a happy and prosperous New Year.

DRAKE’S CAKES

I am dedicating this post to introducing the reader to Summer Drake of Drake’s Cakes.  (I love the rhyming name).

Summer ia a former student of mine who graduated from Apollo High School in 2005.  Back then, once a student graduated it was very rare to ever connect with them.  But with the advent of social media,  that is no longer the case.  I was very happy to reconnect with Summer on Facebook.

Summer was posting the amazing pictures of cakes on her page.  All sorts of cakes, from cupcakes to fairy tale cakes, to Hello, Kitty cakes.  Summer had gone into the cake making business. She became her own cake boss-ette, so to speak.  What I also noticed is the excitement Summer has for making and decorating these baked delights.  It is always nice to find someone with a great enthusiasm for what they are doing.

I asked her if she did wedding cakes.  At the time she hadn’t but that was her ultimate goal with her business.  It’s also nice when someone achieves one of their business goals.  A couple of weeks ago, Summer posted with much deserved pride a picture of her first wedding cake.

Summer and I both have in common that we are in the early stages of our new business enterprises.  I can appreciate some of the difficulties  in securing new business and new clients for our services.  With that in mind, I wanted to take this opportunity on my blog to introduce the reader and potential client to Summer’s business; DRAKE’S CAKES.

I have posted 5 sample pictures of her creations.  For a complete look at all the wonderful items she has baked, check out DRAKE’S CAKES’ Facebook page HERE.

There has been this big push recently about patronizing small, independent businesses.  So here’s your chance.  If you need a baked good for a party or gathering, rather than running to a big chain grocery story, try out a cake from DRAKE’S CAKES.

Enjoy the pictures, check out the Facebook link.  As for me, I am looking forward to the wedding I photograph that has a wedding cake by Summer.  I’d like that very much.

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AN ELECTRIC TRAIN FOR BABY’S FIRST CHRISTMAS

One of my favorite things to tell new parents is to get their newborn an electric train for the child’s first Christmas because that was what my Dad got me for my first Christmas.  Or so I thought.  Thinking that this would be a fun subject to write about on my Christmas blog, I went and dug up my baby album to find the picture of me and my electric train on my first Christmas.

Much to my surprise and disappointment, the photograph I saw clearly in my mind for all of these years did not exist.  However, I did find THIS Christmas photograph of me and my electric train.

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Me and my electric train, Christmas 1952. I was always such a looker.

This photograph was taken on my second Christmas.  The basic starter Lionel Train set.  My Dad eventually built the coolest portable layout for the train.  I remember when we moved out to Arizona when I was 4 years old the anxiety I had because the train set and layout had not made it with the rest of our belongings.  It was the last thing to arrive from Ohio.  We always set up the layout at Christmas, and if I was lucky, I got a new car or accessory  on Christmas.

I still have the train.  It is boxed away.  The portable layout long gone having been done away with when I was at college, (along with half my comic book collection).  Even though the set is old, it isn’t worth much.  Too many high speed wrecks, and from what I understand, the premium prices are paid if the cars are in their original orange and blue boxes that you see in the back of photograph.  But the sets value to me in fond memories is priceless.

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Christmas and Lionel Trains. Like peas and carrots.

I  must say I was a bit disappointed that my 1st Christmas present at the age of 11 months was not the electric train.  It was such a great story that I have told for years.  But as I looked through my baby album for the first time in 30 some odd years, I was delighted to find a picture of me at the tender age of 11 months with my 1st Christmas present.  I didn’t even remember the picture, but it explains so much about yours truly.

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There I am.  Banging my first drum.

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And I still bang the drums today.

Always to old to die, never to old to rock and roll.

It’s 12:20 on Christmas Day.  Merry Christmas, everyone.

A ROCKING CHAIR BY THE FIRE

Some people are dog people, some are cat people.  I am a both people.  So I thought I would share a few of my “cats and dogs, living together” stories on this Christmas Eve.

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When we finally got out of apartment living and into a house, we had decided we wanted a dog.  And eventually the Duffer came to live with us.  Duffer was a purebred Cairn Terrier (think Toto from The Wizard of Oz) who we got from a coworker that could no longer have a pet.  I never thought I would like a small dog, but Duffer changed my mind.  He had the best disposition and temperament, which really helped when cats decided to become part of the household.

SQUEEKY AND LC

One night outside the carport door there was this hoarse, rasping sound.  I looked out and there was this kitten looking at the door and making this sound.  I figured it was just hungry, so I put a little bowl of left over clam chowder out for it.  Not only did the poor thing not sound well, he didn’t look well either.  He was scrawny and his eyes were filmy.  I figured he would eat and move on, not hanging around the yard because of the dog.  I checked a little later and the bowl was empty and he was gone.  But he came back the next night.  This continued for a few nights until one time as we were opening the door to leave, the cat scurried inside the house.  I went after him, a bit worried about how the dog would react.  The cat went right up to Duffer and head butted the boy, and Duffer responded by licking the kitty’s face as if to say, “my brother.”  So much for cat vs dog crises.  We kept the cat, nursed him back to health and called him Squeaky because he never could meow, he just squeaked.

We picked up LC  when she was a kitten a couple of years later.  Taking pet population control seriously, we had set an appointment to get her spayed.  Unfortunately, at the time we did not have a pet door.  Of course as I was letting the dog out, LC streaked out of the house and into the night.  She later had 5 kittens.  The vet had told us to set up a nice box for her to have the kittens in and serve as a kitty nursery, and so we did.  A few days after, I was laying in bed taking a nap when LC came up with one of the newborns in her mouth and dropped it right on my chest.  She went and got another one and did the same thing.  As she was going to get the third one, I scrambled to figure out what the heck she was doing.  Thinking that she might not be liking the box she and her family were in, I took a chance and went and opened one of the closets.  Call me the cat whisperer, because I had hit the nail on the head. She took the next kitten into the closet and  put the rest of them in there as well, and that’s where she stayed until they kittens were old enough to come out on there own.   They were the cutest things.  I was tempted to keep them all, but 7 cats and a dog seemed to be a few too many.  We were able to find them all good homes.

CAT HOTEL

I eventually became a practical man and installed a pet door for all the convenient reasons there are for having one.  But one of the side consequences of having one is that the house became a haven for some of the other cats in the neighborhood.  I first noticed this phenomenon when I was up late watching TV.  I heard one of the cats eating some dry food back in the laundry room.  However, when the cat came out of the room, it wasn’t one of mine. As soon as the cat saw me see him, he took off on a mad dash to the pet door.  On another night, I was up reading when I noticed a cat coming out of the guest bedroom.  Again, this cat was not one of mine.  I noticed that Duffer was lying down in such a way that the cat would pass right by him in order to get out the pet door.  As the cat walked by Duffer, the Duff raised his head, sniffed, and then lay his head back down with kind of a snort as the cat sauntered on out of the house.  Over the months I had managed to see 5 different cats that didn’t belong to me wander in and out of the house, apparently with the blessing of my dog and two cats.

MOSE THE CAT

In the course of the years, Duffer and Squeaky passed on, and we added Hillary to the family, getting him from a little girl giving away free kittens.  Then came Mose.  We named him Mose after a character in the movie “The Searchers”.  In the movie Mose was an old Indian fighter who wanted to finish his days in a rocking chair by the fire.  That’s why Mose came into our little family, I think, to finish out his days in the warmth and comfort of a home.  Mose was an old, stray cat.  I believe he at one time had been domestic, but had been cast off at some point.  I don’t know how old he was, but he was pretty beat up.  His ears were all torn up, and there were scars and bare patches in the fur from all of the fights and scrapes that Mose had been in.  I first discovered Mose in the front yard.  One day he showed up and was laying in the flower sill on the front of my house.  He was laying there every day for weeks.  I finally decided to put a bowl of dry food in the sill with him.  I did this for a few days when Mose sort of disappeared.  He did show up later, but much to my surprise  the next time I saw him he was laying on the living room couch as big as life.   Over several days he gradually let me get close to him and allow me to pet him.  The other cats were curious, but basically ignored him.  I eventually took Mose to the vet, where he was diagnosed with various ailments.  After determining that it was safe for Mose to be around my cats, he was given shots and medication which got him as well as he could get.  Mose definitely liked the company of people as he spent much of his time curled up in my lap or my wife’s  lap.  He lived about 3 months longer, not having to scrounge for food and  passing his remaining days in his own version of a rocking chair by the fire.

EPILOGUE

The pet door is gone and the cat hotel is closed.  Hillary couldn’t go outside without getting into a fight and after $1,000 surgery to fix an eye, I figured it was cheaper, and healthier for him, to keep him indoors.  He has a little sister named Amelia.  They are both asleep close to me as I write this, ready, I am sure, to help in anyway they can.

Merry Christmas and have the best of holidays.  I hope it is your version of a rocking chair by the fire.

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Duffer and one of the newborn kittens.

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Duffer inspecting the kitten. The kitten practicing cat indifference.

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Squeaky and Duffer.

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Amelia, asleep but ready to help me at a moments notice.

THE JOHN AND FREDA SESSION (MY FAVORITE WEDDING)

My blog “What is That Song Stuck in My Head?” introduced the reader to my friend John.  Recently John and his wife Freda asked me to do a family portrait of them (two is a family I think, three if one includes Rufus, the Wonder Pup).  Obviously, I did say yes.

I remember the positive changes in John’s life when he and Freda started dating.  It was evident to me and his other friends that John had finally found his one true mate.

As time passed and their love and bond with each other grew stronger, John and Freda decided to get married.  I was honored when John asked me to be one of the witness for their ceremony.  The other person they asked to be a witness was our friend Dave.  I introduced Dave in my “Try Getting Outside” blog and have mentioned him in other posts as well.

The ceremony was to be a simple one performed by a Peoria judge. On the appointed day we met at the City Courthouse.  My first surprise was needing to go through a metal detector and needing to take my belt off.  I know, I know… but I haven’t flown in years, much less gone to a court house recently, so it was a new experience for me.

 John and Freda checked in at the front desk and were told there was a slight delay because the judge was busy due to a hearing he was conducting.  So we waited in the lobby and had a pleasant conversation to pass the time.  After about an hour, we were told to proceed to the courtroom.

We went into the courtroom, and it was full of people in the audience, with the plaintiffs and defendants and their respective lawyers still at their tables.  Whatever the case was, it was still going on, so the judge took a quick recess so he could marry John and Freda.

Let me take a moment to acquaint the reader further with Dave.  Dave thinks he is funny.  And he actually is 99.9% of the time.  Dave just at times doesn’t dial it down when he should.   Such was the case at the ceremony.

The judge greeted us with a smile on his face and proceeded to apologize for the delay because the case was taking much longer than was anticipated.  Dave pipes up with “and whose fault is that?”

The smile immediately was replaced by a look I am sure the judge reserves for the most heinous criminals that appear before him, fixed  his cold heated eyes on Dave and proceeded to tell us that he and the City were doing the ceremony as a courtesy and a service to it’s citizens AND that the City did this for free AND… at that point I stopped listening because I was to busy inching myself as far away from Dave as I could without being too obvious while trying to decide if I was going to bail Dave out or let him stew in lock up overnight.  I truly expected to hear the phrase “contempt of court”.

Miraculously, and thankfully,  those words never were spoken.  Dave straitened up and flew right and things proceeded without further incident.  Dave actually got back on friendly terms with the judge who started telling Dave and us that his ceremony book had several ceremonies in it depending on beliefs and such, and that he had used them all except the ceremony written for an Apache couple.

Finally, as no one had left the courtroom, the judge had John and Freda turn around and he presented them to the courtroom.  The audience applauded.  Even the young lady at the defendant’s table was wiping away the tears she had shed during the brief ceremony.

Later, to complete the ceremony, we gathered at John and Freda’s home with friends and family and the lovely couple “jumped the broom.”  It was a beautiful thing.  Sometimes simple is the best.

The photo session with John and Freda was a treat to shoot.  They fit well with my shooting style.  Traditional poses have their uses, but I like shooting pictures that tell stories.  Freda and John made that so easy.  All through the shoot there was a playfulness about them that I feel is evident in these shots, from the Freda ambush of John with a handful of leaves to the romp on the couch with Rufus the dog.

George Bernard Shaw penned the statement “Youth is wasted on the young.”  Love can be wasted on the young as well.  It is evident that John and Freda are not wasting a single second of their love for each other.

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