Butterflies & Brews

Look, it came down to this. I could have written a long-winded tome on any of the following:

  1. The irony of Tesla (the car company) being named after Nicola Tesla. Tesla cars run on DC but Tesla was a pioneer and proponent of AC. Why didn’t Elon Musk call his brand Edison since old Tom was so into dynamos (because he owned a company that made them) and so advocated the use of DC pretty much everywhere?
  2. How Tesla’s marketing and party line may suggest they don’t want their buyers to operate their cars in autonomous-mode yet their wink-wink awareness is that the Tesla kind of customer is the exact kind of person who will take their hands off the steering wheel at even the slightest invitation.
  3. How ridiculous the idea of a president being able to pardon himself is. Nixon thought about it seriously back in 1974 and got the same answer Trump would get if he really pushed the idea. Some guilty folks act as if they’re innocent but this is a guy who acts guilty because he knows he is. Amazing.

But, who wants to read and write about that dreary stuff?

Let’s look at a lovely butterfly instead…

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I saw this fellow in some nice light yesterday afternoon at the Butterflies & Brews fest at Rancho Santa Ana Botanic Garden in Claremont. It was a very SoCal event and I’m glad we decided to brave the Friday rush-hour traffic to get out there.

I was lucky enough to meet Simon Brown, the head honcho at Claremont Craft Ales, and gave him an earful about excess hoppiness at the expense of overall balance & flavor that’s characteristic of IPAs from San Diego. Happily, he agreed and his Jacaranda Rye IPA was superb; love that copper color and richness that balances against the 80 IBU.

You can drop by their website here.

Anyway, it was worth the somewhat grueling battle on the 210 East heading out there.

Butterflies & Brews

The surrender of the fleeting green of spring

Southern California has now played the very same trick on me for over a half century. Each spring I revel in the tall green grasses that grow on our local hills & fields.

But, just when I get used to their verdancy, they dry up and die.

It’s true these kinds of grasses have very short life spans but in an area that’s so short on green it’s always hard to see the surrender of the fleeting green of spring.

I know summer is on the way.

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Sage Ranch Loop Trail Just Before Sunset
The surrender of the fleeting green of spring

Magisterium

I had never been the Cathedral of Our Lady of the Angels until last night. There was a performance of Jonah and the Whale on tap and who would want to miss that?

The architecture of the cathedral was better than I expected but it was the counterpoint of the cathedral’s warm, socal stylized exterior hardscape with the nearby monstrosity called Ramon C. Cortines School of Visual and Performing Arts that whacked my brain the worst.

I mean, what the heck were they thinking?

Back when our office was in downtown I had a friend whose office looked directly toward the school as it was being built. I can remember him wondering out loud: “Do you think that’s gonna be a stairwell of some kind?”

Nope, not a stairwell, nothing of function or beauty; just a somewhat atypical brand of LAUSD pretentiousness. Like so many things from LAUSD it’s disappointing but not unexpected.

The one act opera was fun and mercifully short. But, for me, the real show was the pre-sunset light. I wish I had more time to enjoy it before the chill-air and the opera brought us into the sanctuary.

Magisterium

Ocotillo: Featured in Flickr Explore

Big news; Flickr’s inscrutable algorithm has just chosen both of these images for Flickr Explore. It’s an exciting day for ocotillo everywhere!

Our upcoming & much-anticipated trip to Zion, Bryce and the Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument has gotten shoved back to spring of 2018.

No worries, though, we’re on our annual New Year retreat to Palm Springs and its environs. I’ve always like the ocotillo. I tried to grow one many years ago and it was surprisingly difficult to establish. In fact, I ended up killing the little guy.

The fact is that even a healthy ocotillo can look kinda dead for a good part of the year. Then, suddenly, they burst into bloom. You judge. Who is the star of these photos, the ocotillos or the rocks in the background?

The countdown is on; there are fewer than six hours of 2017 left.

Happy 2018

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Ocotillo 2
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Ocotillo: Featured in Flickr Explore

Flickr’s Explore Algorithm & “Good” Photography

Photos of mine have been captured by Elickr’s Explore algorithm a handful of times. Each time I wonder why for a few moments before I remind myself that a computer program can’t see photos, derive possible relevance, think about or consider what the photographer may have been thinking about when the shutter was pressed.

That makes me think, why would anyone care whether one of their photos made it into Explore? I can’t come up with a reason that a photographer would be motivated to try to get his images into Flickr that could possibly relate to the quality of his photography.

After all, who could possibly aspire to impress a computer’s programming?

It’s easy to imagine one possible motivation residing in a miniature version of Warhol’s Fifteen Minutes of Fame, and I know some photographers who are looking for just that. At the same time, I can see Flickr’s motive in developing and refining the Explore algorithm. I don’t browse the images in Explore very often but when I do I see lots of close-up photographs of birds and a lot of huge landscapes with surreal or at least very dramatic color.

The photos in Explore are nearly always conventional in the extreme. The occasional unusual photo (unusual either in subject or execution) nearly always strikes me as something that made the algorithm experience the computer-software equivalent of bemusement, for a mere fraction of a millisecond. Today there’s a simple photo of a miniature figurine of a lion. I can imagine the data chain inside the algorithm wondering silently to itself, is that miniature lion really alive?

That question got me thinking about just how unlikely it is that the algorithm will ever be able to judge truly interesting let alone good photographs. Think of the objective differences between an Ansel Adams photograph of Yosemite National Park and the millions of other images captured from the same or similar vantage points. Now think about how you would go about creating a program that recognizes artistically good light and a well-seen composition. It’s hard enough for a human viewer to get a sense of what the photographer was trying to achieve and so wholly arguable as to how well that effort or vision was achieved. The genuine wonders of artificial intelligence notwithstanding, identifying good photography is going to remain a real problem for Flicrk’s algorithm. I’m sure the folks at Flickr are doing their best but it’s not very good.

This brings me to the photo of mine that found its way into Explore.

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Crap, even I don’t like this one all that much. I took it about twenty minutes after the sun fell behind the foothills. I had been out looking for an oak I photographed back in April. Somehow, I couldn’t find it even though I though I was certain about where it was. Obviously, I wasn’t. As I hustled through the canyon, trying to beat the coming darkness, I spied this huge tangled mass of an old tree and looked at the road go on beyond it.

As I did I thought to myself, that old oak knows exactly where that road leads; toward autumn. So, I turned around and snapped this. Yes, I kept the branches of the tree on the right in the frame intentionally.

Now thousands of Flickrites have viewed it and hundreds have faved it.

Yay.

No, I’m not upset this photo is in Explore.

Yes, it’s nice that so many people are seeing it (I suppose).

But, in the end I am far too selfish to care what a bunch of people who don’t know me think about one of my more marginal photos. I’m trying, in my way, to be a better, more aware, more sensitive and more creative photographer. It’s doesn’t matter to anyone other than me if it happens. Maybe in some backhanded way having this image in Explore has rekindled that singular clarity of mission.

It could be that Flickr algorithm is better than I thought.

 

 

 

Flickr’s Explore Algorithm & “Good” Photography

Downtown Los Angeles & Beyond

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This was an unusual day when it came to light. There was great distance visibility. But, there was also a good deal of moisture in the unsettled air. The result was a kind of soft-clarity that tended to obscure details and one’s sense of distance. It was as if the very far and the not so far away had been drawn into each other.

With winter on its inevitable approach, this photo reminds me of the kind of light that comes with the cooler and sometimes moisture-laden air of the season. It’s always been a difficult season for me to look forward to, but I’m working on it.

This was taken just beyond the Cobb Estate in the foothills above Altadena, CA.

Downtown Los Angeles & Beyond