The Retreat

One of my favorite kinds of places to rove around and take pictures is a graveyard. For one, no one's ever bothered me a graveyard; if you're looking for peace and quiet, a nice place to curl up and read a good book, pop down to your local graveyard and enjoy the atmosphere of people who will neither judge you nor interrupt you. Occasionally the living people get in the way with their wailing, and crying, and gnashing of teeth, but by and large they come and go, here and there, and leave you with a much more appreciative audience for anything that you might be interested in doing. In my case, that usually photography. Or hitting unsuccessfully on corpses. But we'll get to that On the 2nd, my henchman and I decided to go wandering around one of the larger graveyards in the area. Not the largest, by any measure, but large enough that there were some forgotten corners and strange things to see, which is the whole point. There are the usual sort of things like famil...

The 1st Generation Lytro light-field camera. Less Violence Than Expected! OK, you got me. After reading far, far too much linkbait phrasing, it's almost impossible to let go of the stuff if you have the opportunity to go with it. That's the true, hidden danger of dealing with such toxic material.  One weird trick that'll keep you from reading headlines for the rest of your life! Ahem. That's not what we're here for. The Rebel T3, token human-technology device. Instead, we're here to talk about cameras and alien technology.  If not alien technology, certainly technology that's alien to the experience of most of the photograph-taking public. The kind of alien technology that lets you take a shot, then feed it into your computer and be able to adjust the planes of focus with a mouse-stroke, adjust the aperture from f/1 to f/16 with a slider, even define areas of complete sharpness against areas of perfect out-of-focus. It's real...