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[pdx] Telephoto Fun on Portland Streets With The Canon PowerShot S-100

Posted in digital photography, Out 122nd Way, Outer East Portlandia, SE PDX Photos on June 7, 2014 by Samuel John Klein Portlandiensis
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Telephoto means one thing to me and, being an undisciplined amateur photographer, that’s probably not accurate, but the result is an artful compression of distance.

SE 82nd Avenue looking south from SE Schiller Street

I’ve always adored telephoto shots because they draw a real interesting line between a kind of abstract expression and reality. It’s like you’re getting this fantasy world mixed with reality, 2-for-1.

SE Holgate Blvd looking west from about SE 105th Avenue

The way the posts and poles lining the street bunch up, the far comes near, forms fascinating shapes and defines entrancing spaces which capture the eye the way Celtic knotwork always does. Your POV goes exploring in interesting spaces that are both fantastic and real.

SE 122nd looking north from SE Morrison Street

The ‘telephoto’ shots taken by the Canon PowerShot S-100 aren’t, strictly speaking, telephoto. Technically speaking, a telephoto lens uses a sequence of lenses called the telephoto group to create a light path that’s longer than the physical length of the lenses. But you can come up with a pretty good simulation if you zoom in tight enough with the S-100, sort of what cinematographers would call an in-camera special effect. In its largest format, too, it combines the astoundingly-good optical zoom with a few levels of  digital zoom to get a zoom level of up to 20X. After that, it’s a matter of framing and composing, or even cropping, to frame the viewpoint.

I’m finding the paltry knowledge I have about composition is actually going a long, long way. Some sense of composition is becoming key to composing good shots – or, at least, shots I like. The generous viewing screens of modern digital cameras are, of course a big boon, try WYSIWYG.

The levels of digital zoom seem to suffer some acceptable degradation of quality, which is to be expected. As I learnt with the old ViviCam 3705, the faithful Plastic Fantastic, digital zoom is a matter of taking the inside of the photo, blowing it up, and cropping. You get zoom, but the quality can be very bad. On the Canon S-100, though, it’s good. I tried a very ad-hoc experiment; the above picture of 122nd is shot at maximum optical zoom and cropped. Left there is the same general view shot with maximum optical and digital zoom. The quality is good enough, to my tyro eye, to use as an effective illustration.

The view southbound down SE 122nd Avenue from the safety island by the Midland Library is maybe a little less expansive but the far away massif of Mount Scott, the layers of traffic signals, the shimmering warmth radiating up from the street and the bunched-up light poles ranging away in to the distance make up for what it lacks, compared to the former shot.

I do like this camera, I do.

SE 122nd Avenue looking south from near
the Midland Branch Library (just south of Morrison Street)

[liff] Clouds Before The Storm Over 122nd And East Burnside

Posted in liff in Outer East Portland, Out 122nd Way, Outer East Portlandia, SE PDX Photos on May 19, 2014 by Samuel John Klein Portlandiensis
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MOAR OUTER EAST PORTLANDIA CLOUDZ!!!!

This is Saturday, the 17th, and the atmosphere was quite active. Those local to Outer East Portlandia and the Greater Russellville Metro Area will recall that the day after was quite active with the thunderstorms and the rumbly and the boom and the FLAVENS!

I guess I’m a sucker for dramatic skies. They have been unusually generous lately.

Anyone can be inspired by a clear blue sky, I suppose; I certainly am. But there’s so much variety and dynamism in a sky like this – I could look at it for hours.

Thank God for digital photography, right? You get to keep it and you can enjoy it on your camera pretty much right away.

The last two days have been of the Don’t like Oregon weather? Just wait 5 minutes, it’ll change variety. Seriously. Bright warm sun followed by fifteen minutes of frog-choker. Oregon weather is just as moody as the reputed slackers we’re supposed to be overrun with, and has more mood swings than a hormonal teenager.

But, do note the gossamer sunlight shafts beaming down in the middle-distance here. This is my favorite of the three for that reason.

Is that you, God? It’s me, 122nd and East Burnside.

[liff] At SE 122nd and Stark, It’s Always Darkest Before The Daw, Whatever That Is

Posted in liff, liff in Outer East Portland, Out 122nd Way, Outer East Portlandia, teh_funnay on May 19, 2014 by Samuel John Klein Portlandiensis
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Spotted while going from there to here along SE 122nd Avenue at Stark, on Saturday:

While one can argue that, in Portlandia, it’s always been the Age of Asparagus, one still wonders what dawing is, what is involved in this process (that’s what we’re assuming it is), or how it brought said Age to come about, exactly.

If you didn’t see it on Saturday then you missed it; someone set up the spell check on it, and now all its dawing are belong to us, because I have the picture. of which I share.

[pdx] Photos On Sunday: An Outer East Portland Cloud Atlas

Posted in liff in Outer East Portland, Out 122nd Way, Outer East Portlandia, PDX photos, Photos on Sunday, SE PDX Photos on May 6, 2014 by Samuel John Klein Portlandiensis
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Sometimes I have a theme, sometimes the theme has me.

I wanted pictures last Sunday, but there was nothing I could come up with to go out to particularly. But this was the Sunday that lived up to the immortal Oregon dictum if you don’t like the weather, stick tight for five minutes, and it’ll change

A world in the sky. 14500 Block of SE Stark St

The sky was in its gentle turmoil. Since the power of a raindrop is so small and you only get little bits of it at a time, and clouds are wisps of vapor, so it’s easy to forget how much power there is there. The sun drives a great engine above us.

Westbound on SE Stark Street near SE 139th Avenue

There’s also a local adage that instructs the layman on how to use Mount Hood to forecast the weather. it’s a simple, 2-step process:

  1. If you can see Mount Hood, it’s about to rain.
  2. If you can’t see Mount Hood, it’s raining.
Very little of Mount Hood was seen this day.

Where you can get actual typewriter ribbons.
The phone number’s there on the window.

They call Portland’s east side ‘flat’. That’s only in comparison. It’s flattish. Surprising ripples and ridges obtain. It’s comparatively flat. There’s extinct volcanoes, ridges produced by the Missoula floods, buttes, small gullies. But it is flat enough that you see things coming your way. We watched a rainstorm approach from Out 122nd Way.

Looking west from the Bi-Mart at 122nd and Halsey. We love that Bi-Mart.

Stopping at Bi-Mart to complete an errand, we look west, and see unsettled gray. We look east, however, and see the last rainstorm leaving. A blue-gray-green gradient, all the way down to the deck. It’s that unearthly sort of thing. There’s a feeling to storms in every part of the country. This storm gives a uniquely Oregon feeling.

Looking east from the Bi-Mart parking lot. If they don’t sell it, you don’t need it.

All sorts of energy here. And bits of blue. And a cell tower, too.

West down Halsey from NE 122nd Avenue. Cropping just-so to give
the feeling of a telephoto effect. 

A long look down Halsey west from 122nd hints another storm coming our way. After the library stop, it’s to the Burgerville for supper … and it’s gotten closer and macho’d up considerably.

Majestic, powerful, and coming our way. The clouds fair to tower over one.

Standing in the middle of SE Stark Street, a silly thing to do.

The big billowing storm in the distance, going from the middle toward the right of the photo, is full of visual drama. I couldn’t take my eyes off it, neither could The Wife™. I took a risk of standing momentarily in the middle lane of SE Stark Street, which was silly, but my girl was off so that she couldn’t see me. Avoided a boxing of the ears that way.

Looking west down SE Oak Street from SE 122nd. 

The storm boiled up, came over us, and rained. And it was all very quick. Titanic as it came, gentle upon arrival.

As the day wore on, the familiar salmon tones in the clouds. Dramatic, somehow,even though it was subtle.

Boiling, like the sea. Framed by The Wife™. Art is where you find it, or,
in this case, where she did.

The world from the Burgerville dining room.

And, to close, here’s one that looks like God hissef could come down out of the cloud … Something Cecil B. DeMille-Bible-storyish about that notch.

Almost thought I saw Chuck Heston, there. It made sense. 

[liff] In Which I Post About Food, Becuase Homemade Layered Gelatin Parfait

Posted in Burgerville USA, liff, Out 122nd Way, Outer East Portlandia on April 23, 2014 by Samuel John Klein Portlandiensis
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There seems to be a requirement in intarweb culture to post food pictures. I have kept up my end in the cat picture category, well, at least as far as I’m going to, and in case my intarweb card is in danger of getting revoked, I do have food pictures. Just two. Not going crazy here or anything like that.

Additionally, this is the inauguration of a new 8-gig SD card for the camera, so there’s that (happy thing).

This is a layered gelatin parfait. Anyone ever hear of Jell-O* 1-2-3? This was a splendid product which you prepared like regular Jell-O, except that when you chilled it, in the fridge it auto-separated into a gelatin layer, a whipped layer, and a very light mousse. 1, 2, 3. If, of course, was freaking delicious, and it was so pretty when it came out of the fridge that you just wanted to look at it a while.

It was a perfect dessert, therefore, it is no longer being made. There are DIY recipes however (go for it, Portland, you DIYtopia you!).

A couple of nights ago, whilst on the job, The Wife™ called to exult upon an achievement. She had said, she said, that she had made Jell-O 1-2-3. Well, not exactly. But she had figured out how to layer a fairly pretty gelatin parfait. And she told me about the process. My mate does a lot of food experimentation, and she’s pretty good; even the failures are good eatin’. But she was in the zone when she was describing how this was done, promised a treat for the eyes when I got home.

My eyes were not disappointed.

I have just finished this confection, and I can swear that it tastes as good as it looks. Dessert for breakfast, because I can, dammit.

And here, to round out your ZehnKatzen food experience, is a photo of our beloved 122nd and Stark Burgerville:

I didn’t pict our food because, c’mon, I’m letting plenty hang out as it is. It’s Burgerville. We had burgers and fries. And they were excellent. I let you know too much more and all of a sudden I’m all up in your bathroom, usin’ your toothbrush. I want to remain friends. 

[pdx] Photos on Sunday 1: Division St Grocery Outlet

Posted in liff in Outer East Portland, Out 122nd Way, Outer East Portlandia, teh_funnay on April 7, 2014 by Samuel John Klein Portlandiensis
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Sunday is our market day, The Wife™ and myself. We depend on two sources; one, happily, has become the 122nd and Division Grocery Outlet.

We go for more than some pretty neat prices and availability of stuffs you won’t find anywhere else. They are a very cheerful crew there. Their senses of humor keep us smiling.

Browsing the freezer case then:

We found the above on the pi case. I mean, pie case. Er, rather, pi pie case. Or something.

They are also mad concentrated on making life easy for customers …

Although I would point out that breakfast isn’t just for breakfast any more.
122nd and Division Grocery Outlet FTW, yo.

[Out122ndWay] Outer East Portlandia Sunrise With Added Ron Tonkin

Posted in Iconic Portland, Out 122nd Way, Outer East Portlandia, Painfully Portland, Portland Commercial History on March 15, 2014 by Samuel John Klein Portlandiensis
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Sunrise in Outer East Portlandia.

This contains all the things that cause anxiety to people who don’t actually live out this way, but which, if you look upon things with a kinder eye, are just kind of homey.

This street is one of the ‘miles and miles of unpaved streets in Portland’ which seem to make so many people so unhappy. The homes are careworn, many of them, but they are also cared for; that little complex there on the right may need a coat of paint, but it’s got nice people living within.

Just because this is Portland, it all has to by glossy and neat, I guess.

But I love it.

Meanwhile, southbound on NE 122nd Avenue at Glisan …

There it is, in the middle distance. You see it. Down there, on the left. A monument to an era. Once upon a time, two brothers … Marv, and Ron … opened two auto dealerships out 122nd way. The first one gave us a memorable jingle (though mayhap you moderns never heard of it. I pity you). Marv Tonkin Ford was where Courtesy Ford now is: the building, with integral arches giving a distinctive roof line, has been funadmentally re-modeled, and no trace of Marv’s hand remains.

The other gave us a more visible monument:

… which is persistent and nostalgic, reminding of ages when the monumental neon sign was all. The lights still sparkle in the first name, and you can still see it from a looooong way off.
We no longer have either Tonkin with us, Ron having left us earlier this year, and Marv several years before that. There is still a surfeit of auto houses up and down 122nd between Burnside and Halsey, but Tonkin … for the love of cars … is still the king, surviving waves of Thomasons and Carrs and Alexanders and Lyman Slacks (long may their memories linger).