Printing photos is one of those things that everyone does eventually, but relatively few people do right. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. If you are one of the millions who purchased that Kodak all-in-one color printer at the local Best Buy and are reasonably happy with the quality of your prints, more power to you.
I estimate this picture was taken in 1983 due in part to the existing sensor and weapons mounts. I have a box someplace of picture that look similar to this one on the left. We all thought our pictures would last forever back then. But like the photos our parents stored in shoe boxes and photo albums, the chemical process that created our images eventually fails and the image fades away. Continue reading The Progression of a Restoration Project→
Canal tunnel in Islington, North London. Howard J King 2011
Just off the plane after a 14 hours flight. It’s 7 am local and I am fighting the effects of jet lag. After renting a car and a long drive from Heathrow to Islington, North London, I grab my camera and take a walk along one of the canals that was once the backbone of British commerce. Later I followed the canal on a map to it’s final destination; an old armory that once served the British army during the Napoleonic Wars. Continue reading Islington, North London→
We rented an apartment in a castle in South West England. Thornbury Castle has been around since the 11th century in one form or another. After a pleasant night in one of the nicest bedrooms in the Western World, we explored the surrounding ruins of the castle. This scene here appears to be from one of the gate houses that serviced the western entrance of the grounds. It needed more than a little bit of cleaning up, but it serves as a great image Continue reading Southern England→
This was a second run I made at photographing the ruins of Gleeson Arizona’s hospital. The first time, the sky was clear and it left the image with a lot of dead space for what I wanted to do. So when a rainy and cloudy day presented itself, I ended up driving 30 miles out into the Arizona desert to reshoot this photo. Continue reading Ghost Town Trail→
Color study for calibration of Mac Screen, 2013. Howard J King
I did this as a test. I was calibrating my monitor and developing ICM profiles for my Mac and my printing system. Getting your camera, computer, GPU, monitor and printer to come to some agreement on what the final hard copy image is going to be takes a bit of reading. Continue reading A Study in Color→
Right place with the wrong lens. I had just managed to arrive at Buckingham when the changing of the guard was taking place. I had on a rather slow telephoto and was in auto when I fired off my camera several times hoping one would be useful. According to the meta data, I got off lucky. Shutter speed 1/200th at 55mm with a 7.1 aperture and an ISO at 200.
Other than some minor cropping of the right side, this was all in camera.
During a week in Paris, I was subject to two kinds of weather; beautiful and raining. The beautiful days were the day I arrived, still punch drunk from jet lag, and the last day as I went through security screening. The rest of the time it was cold and raining. Continue reading The River Seine, Paris→
Seeing Stonehenge is an impossible experience. I had visited the United Kingdom in 1973, taking pictures with a Kodak 110 pocket camera. Those pictures are lost to me now, but on my last trip to London, My wife and I made a point of going to Salisbury. We left early in the morning to avoid traffic and made it to the site at about 8 am local, only to find it was closed until 9 am…. it’s in the middle of the Salisbury plain, out in the open… how can it be closed? I thought this, but didn’t utter the words; I worry about becoming the ugly American when traveling abroad. Continue reading Stonehenge, Salisbury England→
I as much stumbled across this scene as anything I had ever taken.
We were walking down Whitehall, heading for a recommended pub where a good lunch was to be had at a reasonable price, when I spotted a pair of the Queen’s House Cavalry manning their post in front of their barracks. They were already demonstrating their spot on discipline, with tourists jockeying for position for selfies with the horses and I didn’t want to be just another idiot showing something bordering on disrespect. Continue reading London, England→