Saturday, January 31, 2009

Coal Trestle

The Quincy coal trestle, in faux Holga mode.
Ye olde Quincy coal trestle

I can't believe I haven't posted this one before! This is the old coal trestle at the Quincy No. 5 boiler (which, as I have learned, has nothing to do with the No. 5 shaft -- it was just a handy number).

I did this to try out an editing technique proposed by my fellow Copper Country enthusiast, Jay Balliet: the Faux Holga, based on an old, light-leaking camera which vignetted a lot. I like the effect, but Jay has some nicer ones (in color). Check them out!

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Five O'Clock Shadow

A Queen Anne's Lace stalk with a long shadow on the late afternoon snow.
Queen Anne's Lace in the late afternoon

On Saturday, Kyle and I headed out for a frigid afternoon at Churning Rapids, a beautiful place for backcountry snowshoeing and skiing. We found forests and fields full of undisturbed snow (until we doofuses tripped through, that is...). This flower was popping up near one of the trails.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Black and White Bridge

The Portage Lake lift bridge in winter. Greyscale.
The Lift Bridge in winter
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The lift bridge. Here it is!

I'm looking into various websites where I can set up a shop to sell prints, possibly matted or framed. It might just happen...

Monday, January 19, 2009

Snow Dunes

A double hill of poor rock, covered in snow, against a blue sky.
It's like the Sahara out here!
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I grabbed this photo this past weekend, on one of three (!) snowshoe outings. When it snows enough, the old mine rockpiles start to look like big white sand dunes.

For those of you into copper country exploring -- guess where this is! Hint: that big, very flat, and empty expanse of snow in front of the piles (and the very pointy shape) should be a hint. Hopefully Tricia will forgive me for temporarily stealing her "Where in the Copper Country?" idea, just for one post.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Burning Branch

Close-up of fire and a burning branch.
A branch at the Clark solstice party, 2008.

Each year, my parents have a little party on the night of the winter solstice: they clear a spot in the driveway, set up a grate and barrel, and have a lovely bonfire to scare away the winter. This is a close-up from this year's bonfire, which I was (luckily) able to attend!

And the bonfire burned burned burned,
and we're the ones that set it!
It burned burned burned,
and the cold wind ran and cried.
Yes it burned burned burned,
but things were very chilly --
And the pine branches burned like a whole bunch of very flammable things,
in the winter solstice fire!

Bonus points for those who can name the song I just slaughtered.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Snowy Wreath

A snow-accented wreath with a bright red ribbon.
A Christmas Wreath

This is one of my favorite Christmas photos from this year -- the wreath on my parents' garage, after our spectacular pre-Christmas snowfall downstate.

Note! I don't think I've mentioned this before, but you can click on the photo to see a larger version at my gallery. Clicking the "download" link there will give you a reasonably high-resolution version, if you want one. And of course, if you want a nice high-quality professional print, I can do that for you too! :)

Saturday, January 10, 2009


A very blue scene, looking towards the setting sun through a line of trees.
Sunset at the Sturgeon River Sloughs
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I took this while on a brief snowshoe outing at the Sturgeon River Sloughs, down south of Chassell. It's a very pretty place, and I hear that the wildlife viewers really love the viewing platform during the summer.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Ice Bucket!

My dad grinning at his Christmas morning ice-bucket gift.
Yay, an ice bucket for Christmas!

My dad, after years of being ice-bucket-less, has now been en-bucketed. It was a glorious day in the Clark household.

Sunday, January 4, 2009


Scary sculpture, somewhere strange.

I'll give away the truth first: this sculpture was made by my father, and he recently mounted it on a post in their side yard. That said, I have huge desire to place this sculpture in the middle of some deep woods somewhere -- maybe set back a little way into the cliffs or on a rugged shoreline. It would be thoroughly hidden, yet at some point someone would come across it, and possibly be scared out of their wits. I like the idea of it.