After years of tinkering, finally, yesterday, I, more or less, perfected the prototype, swing/shift/tilt, platform for digital, mirrorless bodies

Based on a Leica M Bellows, disassembled, and carefully hacksawed, a Novoflex Castel Q focusing rail, 2 Chinese Rotating quick release clamps, and both Really Right Stuff and Chinese quick release plates. The device goes together and comes apart in a minute or two; and allows for swinging and shifting both lens and body, and tilting the lens; to achieve changing the plane of focus on the sensor. Here we see the platform with Leica M 240 body and a 1970 Leitz Wetzlar 1:3.5/ 65 mm Elmar. The next 2 photographs show the results.
(click photo to view larger)Test Photo 1 – The flower image below was taken without swing or shift and wide open @ f:4. You can see the everything behind the point of focus quickly falling out of focus. Test Photo 2 – By swinging and shifting the lens you can see, below, those elements, behind the point of focus coming more into focus, even including some of the distant, sunlit background. The camera did not move. The aperture did not change its only the effect of swinging and shifting the lens. This “look” can only be achieved “optically.” It cannot be achieved digitally in post processing. Here we see the degree of swing and shift used to achieve the look in Test Photo – 2.

Today I also checked to make sure the contraption will work the Leica SL body.Below we see the result achieved with this body, and same 53 year old Leitz lens, on the platform; with a bit more time spent considering composition . The result of a threesome:
a Leica SL digital body,
a 1970 Leitz Wetzlar 65mm lens,
and a contraption I’ve
been developing over years;
just to stay in touch with
“the optical bench”
that was the “view camera” experience.
The 65mm Leitz Elmar sits among the ‘bokeh’ royalty; in my occasionally humble opinion.

Art as Poetry / Poetry as Art: A Remarkably High Level of Poignant, Pertinent, and Profound

Art as Poetry / Poetry as Art, presented by the Lakeshore Artists Guild,
and hosted by the Rahr-West Art Museum in Manitowoc, WI, May 14 — June18, 2023
did what I hope to each art experience does: gave me goosebumps and tears.

Don’t miss this exhibition. I don’t remember when I fell in love with the combination of words and pictures. But I was quite young; seven or eight. Life magazine, Look magazine, National Geographic… showed me different views of the world. This exhibition demonstrates both power of words and pictures working together and independently. The “Call and Response” nature of the show resonates like a fine musical instrument.
(the right to use and/or copy these poems and works of art belong the creators)
(click image for larger view)Tanya Steele, Peter Sherrill, and Anneliese Finke “calling and responding”

George Lottermoser and Jenna Rindo “calling and responding”

“Phenomena of Being. Missing.”

…the working title of this recently completed encaustic painting.
Though words seem to interfere with visual aesthetic experience:
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Encaustic paint, on stretched fabric, and RC silver print, ruined by flood.
I found myself unable to throw away this particular scratched and ruined print,
with the others which were laminated to it by moisture.
I’d soaked the stack for days; hoping to separate and save the memories.
This photograph was made on the Eastern shore of the Great Lake Michigan;
sometime around 2005; give or take a few years.
This encaustic painting was created on the Western shore of the Great Lake Michigan in 2023.

Lost in the Beauty Full Mysteries of Attraction

How many billions of leaves lay on the forest floor?
I’m attracted to one of them. Why?
I pick it up. Gingerly. It’s dry and fragile. I put it in my pocket.
And hope that it does not turn to dust there.
It joins other found objects brought home to ponder.
Bones, bark, stones… attracted to their hue, texture, form, hidden stories…
Over days, weeks, months, years, I watch them.
They seem to my eyes as songs to my ears.
We change together. I see them differently. As I hear songs differently.
As the light changes, or the point of view changes.
As I change.
Do they continue to attract my attention? Why? Just me? or You too?
Universally attractive?


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No time like the present to yield to desire…

For reasons unknown
I’ve wanted to creatively engage with a “bonsai tree”
most of my adult life.
I’ve been gifted with 2 or 3 over the decades.
The little super market varieties. Pretty much destined to die.
Sooner rather than later.
I did manage to nurture a wonderful bonsai box elder
which seeded itself in a beautiful, ancient, landscape rock, at the Mequon Road House.
I moved that rock and little bonsai tree to the Wasaukee Road House in 2014.
But was unable to move it; or remove the tree from its rock; when forced to sell that home in 2022.

Today. My final attempt, to engage in a creative encounter with a bonsai, arrived in the mail;
along with instructions, proper soil, pruning shears, shaping wire, fertilizer, and an $8, on-line, video class, access code.
This Juniper is old enough to withstand some minor mistakes on my part.
Yet not so old as to be unaffordable.
So. Repotted as instructed. A bit of minor wiring and trimming… and we’re in a relationship.
Sort of like my new “adopted” bird friends:

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Sometimes we find ourselves asking…

“Y” did I weep
while watching the well produced Daisy Jones and The Six,
E5, last evening, when one of the characters said,
“…it was obvious that they made each other better; …until they didn’t”?
“Y” did that line of dialogue strike me so personally?
words on a screen?
triggering such deep heartfelt emotions?
“Y”

image: Memorial Drive, Manitowoc, WI, Leica D-Lux 4

Been a Long Time Coming…

A whole lot of sand
has poured through the hourglass of my life
since last I posted here

I’ve lost people, places and things
over the past many years
and now find myself alone

Near the western shores
of the Great Lake Michigan
“home of the good spirit”

In the days before settlement,
our area was named Manitowoc
by the Native Americans
who called this area their home.
Manitowoc, meaning home of the good spirit,
was regarded as a magical place
for the mixed bands of Ottowa,
Potawatomi, Menominee and Ojibwa people.

And from here, and now,
I hope to renew my self
as well as this imagist/blog

image: Mariner Trail, Manitowoc, WI, iPhone 6s Plus

For Love of Papers…

…mine and others, bind it, fold it, make marks on it,
with graphite, ink, typewriter ribbons, charcoal, water color, hot wax,
call them poems, drawings, sketches, short stories, journals, memories
reproduce them with intaglio, engravings, lithographs, etchings, photographs,

…impressions, expressions, eye candy, communications,
fold it, crumble it, tear it, cut it, punch it, wrap something up with it,
even a relationship,
feel it, show me, does it bleed, the ink I mean.

you can see additional drawings and paintings
by my hand and eye: here

L1002158

Leica M, 60 mm Macro Elmarit-R

L1002125

L1002105-2 L1002117

Leica M, 28 mm Summicron Asph