Frankfurt Abstract #1, 2007

Frankfurt Abstract #1, 2007

I am in Frankfurt am Main for almost three days, laying over on my way to Addis Ababa, where I will spend most of the next two months on a university grant. Today I walked around the small but attractive inner-city of Frankfurt and was inspired to work on abstracts using the architectural features of the city, as seen in this close-up of one of the larger skyscrapers in the city. Frankfurt is, I am told, the only German city really possessed of a skyline, as the civic centre, like so many of the ‘historic’ buildings around the town, is entirely constructed post-war.

Orange and Honey Sorbet with Old Krupnik

Orange and Honey Sorbet with Old Krupnik

All Summer now, my food kick has been home-made sorbet. Recently, my photographic kick has been learning the use of flash. So here is my first attempt at food photography with flash, of my recent favorite sorbet creation, Orange and honey sorbet with Old Krupnik. I prepared this using ingredients on hand and a little bit of sorbet knowledge before a recent party, and it went over better than the other three (professional) recipes I prepared, which was thoroughly pleasing. The recipe follows:

  • 2 cups orange juice
  • 2 cups water
  • 3 tablespoons honey
  • 2 tablespoons marmalade
  • 3 tablespoons Old Krupnik honey liqueur
  • 1.5 cups Splenda

Heat one cup of water with the honey and marmalade and stir until dissolved. Remove from heat, add remaining water (cold), orange juice (I favor juice with lots of pulp), Old Krupnik, and the Splenda. Stir until completely mixed; refrigerate overnight. Prepare in sorbet machine according to usual practice, then freeze to harden.

Note that because the recipe uses Splenda instead of sugar, it relies on the alcohol to soften the sorbet and keep it from freezing solid. As a side effect, I think it takes more time in the freezer after the sorbet machine than usual for hardening. Old Krupnik is a type of Polish honey vodka/liqueur with spices, somewhat like a very strong (40% alcohol) mead. For the marmalade, I used Scott’s medium cut with Teachers scotch whiskey, which I hope adds some complexity to the flavour. I don’t actually like it on toast, however (I am not a fan of marmalade in general), so I would suggest you use whatever marmalade you may prefer.

Self Portrait, Summer 2007

Self-portrait, Summer 2007

I just received a flash/umbrella setup and my new camera (my old one broke, though I hope I can salvage it as a second body). I decided to play around with it a bit, and, lacking a model, settled on self-portraiture. For a first try at a flash portrait, and given the difficulties involved in shooting oneself, I am fairly pleased–I am looking forward to getting more practice with manual flash, and eventually catching up on all the great material at Strobist, which inspired my purchase (that, and the prospect of dark church interiors in Ethiopia–more on that soon).

Bison Headshot, Yellowstone NP, Summer 2007

Bison Headshot, Yellowstone National Park, Summer 2007

I was photographing this bison at 300mm (480mme), getting its whole body, when a nearby professional photographer, annoyed that the beast would not raise its head and open its eye to look at the camera decided more or less to give up. We had been exchanging a bit of chit-chat, and before he packed up, he offered to let me try his Canon 500mm f/4 L (800mme). Almost as soon as I got my camera onto the lens and figured out how to loosen the Wimberly mount, the bison looked up and I got my favorite bison shot of the trip.

You’d think that, given how kind the photographer was, in allowing me to use his extremely expensive equipment, I would have thought to ask his name, but I didn’t.

Beaver, Yellowstone NP, Summer 2007

Beaver, Yellowstone National Park, Summer 2007

This was one of the fattest beaver I had ever seen, and certainly the friendliest. On a tip that the beaver frequented the same spot on the shore at the same time every day, I watched for it three times. The first time I was on a tripod with a telephoto lens, but it was so unafraid of me that it came much to close to photograph–so close, in fact, that it was at one point standing on my foot, at which point I stopped trying to be still and startled the animal so much that it left. The second time, it showed early, and I missed it. The third time, I put on my 100mm macro lens and lay down on the ground, to avoid the problem of the first time, but still I had trouble with the animal coming too close, even after I retreated several times.

To compound the problems associated with depth-of-field at close distances, the animal was late this time, and the light was fading, necessitating a lower shutter speed and larger aperture than I would have preferred, making for a lot of missed frames.