Posted on 01/06/2018 7:41:36 PM PST by mairdie
Maybe it’s like North Korea from the space station - all blacked out. Did you know that New York City was blacked out during WWII? The street light colors were only visible from small crosses cut in the tape covering them.
Did you know that New York City was blacked out during WWII?
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And yet, German UBoats navigated their way into New York Harbor with a Road map and using traffic lights.
They also would sit off the coast and use the lights from the coastline and sink tankers hovering close to shore.
‘Operation Drumbeat’ Michael Gannon (1990) is an excellent source of info on this subject.
My source was mother. They had to make it to the ferry to the army base on Governor’s Island for my birth and she described straining to see what color the light was in the small cross. When she’d visit her parents in Chicago she’d be totally shocked at the lights. It was as if the war wasn’t happening there.
While mother was pregnant they lived on the coast in New Jersey and they could see the German subs rise and the burning tankers. After an attack, they’d close the beaches and try to clean up the oil and possibly bodies. But there always was oil in the water and,when brother would swim, mother would wash him down with kerosene.
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Oh, yes -- thank you for the lovely photos!
I expect that some of them were made from small drones, nowadays. Drones -- and the availability of HDR processing -- promise many newly-exciting views of our world!
Not in the slightest. Mother always wrinkled her nose when she described it, but she also described him as sleeping happily in filthy diapers.
I’m so glad you liked them. They become patterns for me instead of realities. Mother raised me in museums and I still have some of her college art work. I’m thrilled at what people accomplish with all sorts of cameras and am always so excited to go searching for yet another article filled with beauty. It’s like having the museums come to you. And MUCH less tiring to wander through.
I thought I ‘remembered’ the headlights blacked out with a sort of diamond shape in the center.
HOWEVER, I don’t believe I actually saw it in person, probably a movie as I was 5 when the war ended and I seriously doubt I would have remembered.
I had an uncle die in 44 or so (NOT from being in Military) and I sort of remember touching his body as it ‘lay in state’ in a bedroom at his home...Again not entirely sure but....
Kind of like when asked about the ‘salute’ JFK Jr figured he doesn’t really remember it, just has seen the picture so many times it was ‘burned’ in his brain.
BUT, one never really knows.
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When I was in Japan during the 1960s, I bought a Nikon F -- and had access to free (scrap) ASA400 Trti-X film and processing that "pushed" it to ASA 1200 or 1600.
That processing and "fast" lenses made it possible for me to get by with "available light" -- but the results were usuallly "contrasty"... So -- I began to experiment with ultra-high contrast, and "hunting" for interesting patterns in everyday things.
That phase of my photography enriched my "seeing" of the world -- and resulted in numerous contest awards, including world (USAF) -wide...
Now, I'm intrigued with HDR photography and the subtle-but-dramatic way it overcomes the "reciprocity failure-limited gamut" that we accepted as normal for film.
Again, thanks for the great posts! I'll peruse them repeatedly for enjoyment -- then go back and evaluate what, technically, made them so great...
Yes, please keep me in the loop.
A great photo editing programs helps them a lot now days.
Cool pics, thanks!
I really need to get me a camera outfitted aerial drone. The perspective from above adds a wonderful dimension to all things.
Memories are definitely strange. The earliest memory I have is of being in a crib in a hallway of a Texas house when I was 2 1/2 and enjoying the people who passed by and picked up the doll I was throwing onto the floor. Now I look at my little dog that drops his toy while he’s up high and looks expectantly at me and sigh. Totally understand.
I had a cousin in one of the big houses in Newport and one of the pictures of her in the paper showed her body in her bed. Amazing that some traditions still exist like that.
I was doing some memory experiments on myself, and I found remembering SMELLS was incredibly effective. Then once I had hold of one piece of the memory, I could start turning in all directions and gradually widen my memory of the space. Sometimes the memories are brilliant flashes. I’m standing in a scene and can place everyone in the correct directions around me.
Mother had the memory, not me. I could hold an entire show in my head when I’d work music videos for something with 3 or 4 seasons, so I tended to try to stay in one show for months. Change shows and I’d lose all those memories to be replaced with episodes of the different show. But mother! The first time I realized how bored she got was when she started memorizing the serial numbers of bills that passed through her hand. One day someone tried to give her the wrong change and she recited the number of the ten in their drawer, not the five. When that got too tiring for her, she switched to license plates of passing cars. And that turned out useful when the police were chasing someone down the street and yelled out if anyone had seen the plate number. Bless mother. But I really believe she would have been happier if she had used that skill for something that would live past her. She could tell you the jokes her college professors told.
You have a mind that I ADORE! I love the way you think. You combine analysis with experimentation, and still don’t lose the beauty of what you’re doing. The best art history teacher I remember took us to the Art Institute and ripped to shreds the pictures we were seeing. Then stopped us cold and told us to forget everything we’d just heard and feast on the beauty. That’s what you do.
I’m running a PING list for photography and topics I can strain to connect. Let me know if you’d like to be on it.
And I don’t see anything wrong with that. The end result is meant to be balance and beauty. Some people achieve it using one set of skills; some with another. But what they finish with is a gift to all of us. I understand the deep difference in the skills involved and appreciate information that lets us judge how the beauty came to be, but I would regret any attempt of purism to force beauty not to be created from the imperfect.
I’m adequate with Photoshop. The only reason I can publish books with huge numbers of old illustrations of Night Before Christmas is because I buy up damaged books and “fix” pictures so that they’re bright and shiny new. With my art history background, I’m comfortable going into old art postcards and “fixing” damaged areas. Though I would never have had the patience to be a restorer of originals. Just think what it takes to remove varnish from a Rembrandt!!!!!!
If you do it, feed back to us! This is a great place to put your images. Everyone would be thrilled.
My nephew has an Apple TV box. Their screen savers are amazing. It comes on when he is playing music via the Pandora app, arial shots from all over the world. We used to have fun trying to determine from where the video was taken.
Here are some examples:
CHINA day 3 Apple TV Aerial Video Screensavers
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kb4SPV1G0j4
NEW YORK day 01 - Apple TV Aerial Video Screensavers
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DFol9S3iDxY
Apple TV (4th Gen) Live Screensaver Hawaii “DAY”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JEYB1cjNsKQ
Apple TV Screen Savers
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GISOQbYnVBc
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