Postcard from Yuma - Tank

While this photo may look like it was taken during the North African campaign in 1942, in fact, I took it less than a week ago at the Yuma Proving Grounds, a large military testing facility (1,300 square miles) located just north of Tucson. There, just off of Highway 95, there is a large collection of tanks, rockets, and artillery on display for anyone to see.

The YPG has been around since 1942. Much of the equipment on display here has seen action in WWII, Korea, Vietnam and even the Gulf War. They were all tested here prior to being put into action.  If you go there, you may notice a lot of dust off in the distance from moving vehicles…more than likely current model tanks on training missions…and don’t be surprised if you hear some rather large booms as they also test artillery and bombs here.

I just could not resist this shot of one of the older tanks with a longer gun barrel, using a wide angle lens. Now you may notice that this photo looks a little different than most photos. That is because I processed it using some new Photoshop filters that recently acquired. It gives it a bit of a painterly appearance, although, in my opinion it remains a photograph. Once I began playing with this new filter, I started doing some other photos, some of which may appear here in the future.

I really like this picture very much. If you ever get down to the Yuma area, be sure and visit the YPG’s display of military hardware. Also, look to see if you can spot the secret airbase that the Army says does not exist.

Postcard from the Canyonlands–Mesa Arch

Every morning, exactly at sunrise, something special happens at Mesa Arch. For a few minutes, the bottom of the arch takes on a bright orange glow, giving photographers who get there early enough, a chance to take a special image they will treasure forever.

On this day, only a few days ago, I got my second chance to see the glow. Two years ago, I was there, but the sun rose behind some clouds, giving the glow a very muted glow. But on this day, the sun rose in all its glory, unobstructed by clouds, or anything else for that matter…and Mesa Arch lit up.

Mesa Arch is located in the “Island in the Sky” section of Canyonlands National Park, on the edge of a cliff that overlooks some marvelous Canyonlands scenery. It is off the road by about 1/3 of a mile and requires a hike in darkness to get there before sun-up. My friend Dave and I made the hike and arrived in plenty of time to set up our tripods, mount the cameras, and select our lens and image settings. We were not the first to arrive as another photographer had beaten us there and was set up, ready to go. Before the sun came up, we were joined by 8 other photographers.

You see, Mesa Arch is not unknown in the photography world.

Never-the-less, we were ready for the sun to make its appearance…and it finally did, in all its glory. The arch lit up and soon thereafter, the canyons below also got enough light to make a great image. We all shot and shot and shot until the glow finally started to fade.

It was a glorious morning made better by the fact I got the shot I always wanted to get. By the way, this was Dave’s 4th attempt to get the shot and he was happy also to finally achieve his goal. Life is good.

I hope everyone has a Happy Thanksgiving!!

Postcard from the Arches–Turret Arch

 

I am back in Tucson after a nearly week-long photo expedition to the Moab, Utah area. With this comfortable little city as our base, my friend and fellow photographer Dave Forester and I traveled to both the Arches and Canyonlands National Parks. Both of us have been this area before, but it is always great to come back here for the beauty and to capture specific images that we did not get before.

We did the greatest portion of our shooting at sunrise and sunset, the so-called “Golden Hours” of photography. On some days, the light didn’t work out…on others, it happened exactly as hoped. So, all-in-all it was a successful trip. And you will be seeing some of the results here.

One of the things I wanted to experiment with was HDR photography, which stands for High Dynamic Range. This is a relative new area of photography, made possible by special software and multiple exposure shots. 

To be more specific, HDR is the post-processing of a series of images, combining them, and adjusting the contrast ratios to do things that are virtually impossible with a single shot. To accomplish the photography part, you take anyway from 3 to 5 exposures of the same scene at the same time, each one at a different exposure. In my case, I shot 3 quick exposures…one +1 stop, one at –1 stop and one at the normal exposure. I let the camera’s on-board light meter determine the exact exposure.

This is Turret Arch at sunrise, right after the sun’s rays first fell on the arch. Again, I combined all three exposures to come up with this photo…and in comparing it to a perfectly exposed single shot, this is a much better image. The big difference is that a one shot photo could not capture the brightness of the sky with so much of the ground in shadows. The ground would be way too dark or the sky way too bright.

It is close to what I saw with my eyes that morning…remember a single digital photo only can capture an image with a variance of 3-4 stops…while the human eye has a range of 10 stops.  That is quite a difference. HDR photography allows one to make an image close to what the eye sees.

There will be more HDR photos coming your way soon, so stay tuned.

Postcard from Chicago–The BP Bridge

Another fascinating architectural wonder of Millennium Park is the BP Bridge, a 935 foot-long pedestrian bridge that snakes it way up from the Park, across Columbus Parkway, then down to Daley Bicentennial Plaza, Grant Park and Lake Michigan.  And snakes is the operative word here as it winds its way up over and down.

It is difficult to photograph the bridge as a whole unless you are in an airplane or helicopter…so I can just show you parts of it here. I find it to be a photographers dreams because of its unusual construction and its twists and turns.  Its fun to create images from different angles both on and off the bridge.

For a pedestrian bridge, I found it quite wide as you can see from the second photo. The walkway is covered with weather-resistant Brazilian hardwood boards.  It has a gentle 5% grade which makes it easier on folks with handicap issues and there is no railing along the sides. The sides of the bridge are made of stainless steel.

Photo #3 shows the bridge crossing Columbus Parkway and how close it is to the Jay Pritzker Pavilion…and how the bridge and the pavilion designs blend together.

After the park opened, some of the bridge's foibles became apparent. The bridge has had to be closed during the winter because freezing conditions make it unsafe. Since the bridge is over an expressway-like trench of Columbus Drive, shoveling the snow onto passing cars is not an option and the Brazilian hardwood would be damaged by rock salt. The city not only mandates that the bridge be swept and washed daily, but also that the parapets be wiped free of fingerprints.

It is called BP Bridge as British Petroleum (of gulf oil spill fame) paid $5 million for the naming rights.  Believe me, there was some controversy over that.

If you would like more in-depth information about the bridge, its design, construction, aerial photos, and controversies, check out the interesting article on Wikipedia.

Postcard from Chicago–More from Millennium Park

 

In my last entry, I showed you the Chicago skyline as seen through the trellis works of the Jay Pritzker Pavilion. Now, here are 2 photos of the pavilion itself:

The first photo shows the pavilion as seen from the Great Lawn. Now, you can see how the trellis connects to the stage…and by having people in this photo, you get a better feel for its immense size. As I said last time, the Pavilion itself seats 4,000 people and the Great Lawn, under the trellis, accommodates an additional 7,000 people. The Pavilion stands 120-feet high, with a billowing headdress of brushed stainless steel ribbons that frame the stage opening and connect to the overhead trellis of crisscrossing steel pipes. It was designed by Frank Gehry.

The second photo, which I photographed last spring on my first visit (which explains why there are tulips in the photo), is the side of the pPvilion.  The structure which rises above the stage needs to be seen from all angles to be appreciated.

As I wrote this blog, I suddenly realized how much a role architecture played in my last visit to Chicago. Besides Millennium Park, I saw photos on display at the Chicago Institute of Art of the many buildings designed by Louis H. Sullivan as well as architectural remnants from his buildings that have been demolished over time. But, I also got to see a few of his buildings that still exist today. Amazing structures…way ahead of their time.

In addition, I also visited the home of another famous Chicago architect and one-time apprentice to Sullivan, none other than Frank Lloyd Wright. A future blog will cover my visit to his home in nearby Oak Park. 

Postcard from Chicago–Millennium Park

Millennium Park in downtown Chicago is an architectural wonder…amazing structures that defy description and must be seen to be believed! You have seen some of those wonders here before…the Fountain with the changing faces of Chicagoans, the Bean (of course) and a few others I have not shown you (but will).

I love this picture of part of the Chicago downtown skyline as seen through part of the Jay Pritzker Pavilion, home for concerts and music festivals. In a future edition, I will show you the stage which deserves its own blog to be really appreciated. What you see here is a huge trellis that connects to the stage. The trellis supports the sound system, which spans the 4,000 fixed seats and the Great Lawn, which accommodates an additional 7,000 people.

Enough of the explanations…just enjoy this photo…the vertical straight lines of the Chicago skyscrapers as seen through the curved lines of the pavilion's trellis. It’s a photographer and artist’s dream…straight lines offset by beautiful proportional flowing curves, with some lovely autumn colors thrown in for fun…so pleasing to the eye.

Such a beautiful downtown.   

Postcard from Chicago–Marathon

We were up early and out the door by 7:00 AM on Sunday Morning, 10/10/10. My friend Susan and I took a bus to a Green Line elevated train station, then headed north into the Loop to transfer to a Pink Line train.

So what were we doing up so early to get a Pink Line train? We were off to watch the Chicago Marathon from the Pilsen Neighborhood as the runners came by at mile 19. Chicago’s Marathon is one of the biggest and most important marathons in the world (one of the five top marathons)…38,000 runners competing to run 26+ miles in the fastest times possible. Of course, only a handful of world-class runners are part of that crowd and they are in it for the money, competition, and glory. The rest are just amateurs who want to push themselves to the limit of their endurance and better their existing times.

In Chicago, the Marathon is a big deal…streets are shut down, bus routes are changed, a hundreds of thousands of people line the 26 mile raceway. For us, it is an exciting and moving experience to see this event, and even in our small way, to participate. More on that later.

As we rode the elevated train through The Loop, we could see thousands of runners crossing the Chicago River on the LaSalle Street bridge heading north on the first part of their journey. That in itself was amazing to see.

We chose to go to Pilsen as it is mainly a Hispanic section and we were told they really put on an extravaganza for this event….and our information was correct. Pilsen residents were cheering, banging on drums, holding signs encouraging their favorite runners and celebrating this major event.

We got there just in time to see the lead runner heading down 18th St. As I said earlier, the runners had already done 19 miles when we saw them. We joined in the crowd cheering them all on. Most looked in pretty good shape, but a few showed signs of exhaustion. Ambulances and police were there to assist any runner who needed help.

Soon, the number of runners passing us got larger and larger. Walking down 18th Street, we came to the Gatorade and water stations where runners could refresh themselves.  There were a ton of volunteers to help with that.

Soon, we came to a number of large children’s swimming pools, filled with water and sponges…and volunteers handing out water-soaked sponges to any runners that wanted them. They appeared to be short of volunteers, so Susan and I grabbed some sponges and started handing them out.

That morning, we gave out hundreds of sponges to runners. Some of them had enough energy to thank us, which I found amazing. For that moment in time, I was part of the Marathon and part of Chicago…and it felt very good.

The Marathon itself lasted long into the day. We even saw runners down on 33rd St. as we headed home in the late afternoon on the El. Of the 38,000 who participated, just about 36,000 finished. All 23 of the wheelchair participants also finished…as did 8 runners from the Achilles Team of Wounded Veterans. The first nine finishing runners were from either Kenya or Ethiopia. Those guys can run.

It was very special to see these runners and wheelchair participants from all over the world. It was a highlight of this Chicago trip, for sure. When I get some extra time, I will post some of the best photos from the Marathon into an album and post them to the Net. Will let you know when it is done.

Postcard from the Cascades - Autumn

It was around 92 today here in Tucson. As usual, I was running around in shorts, a t-shirt, and sandals. I took a short trip this week to spend time with my son and his wife in Yuma, where it was in the mid to high 80’s. Let’s face it, I live in a land where summer lasts 6 months and the rest of the year is like a warm Spring…Which of course explains the existence of snowbirds.

Anyway, I was talking to a friend up in the Northwest where the temperature was in the low 50’s today and heading down…and I began to miss the beautiful autumns I experienced up there in the Cascade Mountains for so many Octobers. Thankfully I have many photos from those times, a few of which I have shared here from time to time.  Here is another.

Another friend of mine, who was born and raised in Maine, came through the Cascades one year to visit and he remarked that Maine had nothing on the Cascade Mountains. It is spectacularly beautiful…so I hope you forgive me if now and then I share a photo from that area.

Postcard from Rome–The Coliseum

I am taking a break from my Chicago trip to show you an image from one of my trips to Rome…the famous Roman Coliseum. I love this image as it reminds me of all my special times in Italy.  It was shot on slide film, then converted to Black and White.  It was photographed at sunset.

This most famous structure of the Roman Empire was completed in 80 AD. It was originally called Amphitheatrum Flavium (Latin), or the Flavium Amphitheater. It is located in the center of Rome, at one end of the Roman Forum and is considered one of the greatest works of Roman architecture and engineering.

In the days of the Dark Ages, after the fall of the empire, it was stripped of all its marble, and much of its stone…not to mention the bronze clamps which held the stonework together. These were pried or hacked out of the walls, leaving numerous pockmarks which still scar the building today. What makes it even more remarkable is the the structure is still standing as it should have collapsed with these supports removed. The Romans knew how to build.

Originally, it was used for gladiator combat, animal hunts and other such Roman entertainments. It was once filled with water and used for a naval battle with real ships. But, contrary to the belief of many, it was never used to burn or crucify Christians during the days of persecution. But funding for the construction did come from the booty collected during the destruction of Jerusalem in 70 AD.

The original structure must have been a site to behold. But even in its current condition, it is a major tourist attraction. I hope you can all see it in your lifetime.  As the old saying goes, “When in Rome…”

Postcard from Chicago–The Drug Deal

Today’s blog has nothing to do with the picture you see here.  This photo is of “The Bean” in Millennium Park, which I‘ve written about here before...and while this photo shows one of the best parts of Chicago, my story concerns a more seamy side.

It occurred on my last day in Chicago…in fact, my last few hours. My friend Susan and I were riding the #55 bus that starts at Jackson Park along Lake Michigan and travels along 55th Street, all the way west to Midway Airport. I was headed back to Tucson and Susan was riding with me to the airport.

As we caught the bus early on its route, we were sitting right up front with my suitcase.  The ride to the airport takes about an hour…and while the bus route starts in Hyde Park, one of the more beautiful areas of Chicago, it also passes through some of the lesser desirable neighborhoods of Chicago.

Somewhere along the route, a young man in a baggy t-shirt got on board. I didn’t think anything unusual about him. He sat down near us and shortly began talking on his cell phone. As his voice was loud, it became clear he was talking to someone he was going to meet and that his friend had a somewhat limited intelligence.

He began telling his friend what bus he was on and to watch for it. He had to explain several times what street the bus was on and which side of the street it was on. As the bus approached the appointed rendezvous, he had to keep shouting to his friend that he was in the front of the bus and to look down 55th Street so he could see the bus.

His friend apparently figured it out and was waiting for the bus as it pulled up at the stop. The man on the bus (let’s call him the dealer), stood by the driver at the front of the bus. A couple of other folks were there also, ready to get off. As the doors opened the dealer allowed the two people to get out, then stepped down to the bottom step by the door and held out his hand, which I could see carried a wad of cash. His contact, the drugee, reached in with his hand, took something, then took off running down the street.

The dealer then stepped back and resumed his seat on the bus as if nothing had happened. It all happened so fast that it didn’t register for a few seconds what was going down. At first, because I had seen the wad of cash, I thought he was lending a friend some money, but after a few seconds, I realized it was a drug deal. Had to be. It was a move that had been practiced several times and the drugee was probably a regular. We guessed the drug passed off was crack as it is a cheap drug of choice for many poorer drug users.

After a few more stops, the dealer finally got off the bus and we continued on to the airport. Nobody on the bus said anything, not even the driver. I figured it happens many times a day on buses all over Chicago and that the driver would put her life in jeopardy if she said anything.

It was something to see and we had a ringside seat…and I hope never such a thing again. It was a reminder that Chicago and other cities are not just all peaches and cream for tourists like me. There is a darker side of big and little cities alike that haunts us all.

Postcard from Chicago–Here’s Looking at You

Now this is something you don’t see everyday…and you won’t be seeing it for much longer if you live in Chicago.

This is a 30 foot sculpture of artist Tony Tasset’s eyeball. “What?” you say. True enough. It’s a piece of art designed to help attract tourists, or so its rumored. Well, it attracted me anyway…the Tucson tourist. It’s made of steel reinforced fiberglass and it costs somewhere in the six figures, though Tasset is not very forthcoming about specific dollar figures.

The sculpture is installed at Pritzker Park on State Street in downtown Chicago, but will be taken down after Halloween (how appropriate is that). So if you are in Chicago sometime in the next two weeks, be sure and drop by. 

I will have more images and stories from my most recent trip to Chicago coming soon.

Postcard from Chicago

I thought I would show you another photo from my first ever visit to Chicago in April. This is the Chicago River, flanked on both sides by skyscrapers, with some lovely clouds thrown in for good measure. I really like this photo and as you may have read here before, I really like Chicago.

In fact, I like it so much that when my friend Susan invited me back, I decided to go. Actually, I leave in a couple of days. So, this blog is going on a two week hiatus, or as they say in educational circles, I am taking a short sabbatical to improve my photographic skills and widen my horizons.

I will probably visit a few places I went to on my last trip, like the Chicago Institute of Art and Ditka’s restaurant…not to mention some great Chicago Dog places. But, I hope to spend the majority of this trip seeing new places like Little Italy, Old Chicago, the Lincoln Park Zoo, Northwestern University, and more. Also I plan to spend this Sunday night watching Chicago Bear football from one of the many sports bars by Wrigley Field (the Bears are playing the Giants in New York). Chicago is arguably the most rabid sports city in America, so it should be fun. I will be a Bear fan for one night just for the experience. 

Will also be enjoying some cooler weather. On the day I leave, it will be 100 here and 54 in Chicago. That should be interesting. The long range forecast says most days will be in the mid 60’s for most of my visit.

If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you may see some photos from this trip as I move from place to place. So, don’t forget about me and I look forward to sharing more photos with you soon.

Postcard from the Arches

Consistently, when I‘ve shown you any of my photos from the Arches National Park, they include an arch. Of course it makes sense since the Park is called “The Arches” and there are approximately 2,300 arches in the park to photograph. But, there are also some other interesting non-arch rock formations throughout the park.

This wonderful formation is called, “The Three Gossips,” and I am sure I don’t have to explain the reason why. This is part of the park called “Park Avenue,” although I have also heard it referred to as “Wall Street.” Although not seen in this photo, if you ever go to The Arches, you will understand why it got that name.

I am showing you this photo to celebrate the completion of The Arches section of my Web site. I invite you to visit this new section and enjoy the special photos from my Arches collection. There are 38 of them, if memory serves.

Enjoy.

Postcard from Tucson’s 4th Ave.

Welcome to the 4th Ave. Street Festival here in beautiful Tucson. Well, one of them anyway. There are two: on in the late fall and the other in early spring. And they are very, very big. Vendors selling all kinds of different wares from art to belts and bedding run for several blocks up and down 4th Ave.

And, as you can see from the photo, plenty of food vendors of all types on the side streets. Some very good food to be had while you wander up and down 4th Ave. Wherever there is room for a tent on the side streets or any old empty space, you will find a vendor.

4th Ave is a unique place, even without a festival. Quaint and quirky shops line the streets along with some interesting restaurants and bars. I have often called it Hippyville, mainly because there is a store called Hippy Gypsy and because it reminds me of the Haight Ashbury back in the 60’s, without the drug culture.

My favorite places to eat are Brooklyn Pizza and Bison Witches for great sandwiches. Anytime you come to Tucson, don’t miss a trip to 4th Ave. Its one of those unique neighborhoods that every city should have.

Postcard from Blue Basin

No your eyes do not deceive you…and it is not a Photoshop trick.  These are the real colors of Blue Basin, part of the John Day Fossil Bed National Monument in Central Oregon.

Getting here requires an easy hike through a box canyon, but definitely worth the effort. The colors you see change during the day…here they are sort of blue/green in midday light, but change to a more blue color as you approach sunset. According to geologist, the blue colors come from volcanic ash that has turned to claystone which eroded over eons of time. It has become even more brilliant thanks to the help of minerals that have leached into the soil.

But a walk through this canyon is also to walk back through time. These blue rock formations contain a nearly unlimited number of fossils that go back 40 million years. Many years ago, the National Park Service forbade digging for fossils. Fossils are only harvested here when they are uncovered by natural erosion caused by wind and rain. There is a nearby visitor center where you can see a large number of fossils from the area. There is also a small display of fossils along trail.

If you are ever in the area (and it is a bit off the beaten path), take a walk through Blue Basin and nearby Painted Hills…and definitely bring your camera!

Postcard from the Arches

This photo is of Delicate Arch, arguably the most famous arch in the Arches National Park. It is depicted on the Utah state auto license plates and was once on a stamp commemorating Utah’s statehood. And, I was surprised to learn that the Olympic Torch passed underneath it on its way to the 2002 Winter Olympics.

Getting to Delicate Arch is a strenuous 3-mile round trip hike that scores of people make every year. I will admit I was not one of them. These old legs are not quite as great as they used to be and I had just completed a long hike in another part of the part.

If you continue down the road past the trailhead, you will wind up at a viewpoint where you can see the arch quite clearly, which is where I took this photo. But, I got lucky with some nice light at sunset, and with the help of a long lens, I made this image. At that moment in my life, I was happy just to have this view.

Although Yosemite remains at the top of my favorite national parks, the Arches is in 2nd place. I hope to go back soon, as there are over 2,300 arches in the park and I have only seen a few of them.

Postcard from Yosemite

This photo is from my 2006 Spring expedition to Yosemite Valley. As mentioned here before, this was a spring of heavy snow runoff, 25% above normal. So all the falls were full beyond capacity and there were new waterfalls all over the valley, most with no names.

This is the upper half of the famous Bridalveil Falls. I took it with a long lens as I could not get anywhere near the falls without getting soaked.. You can see from the photo how high the mist bounces up from the falls hitting the rocks below. Translate that into a mist that is more like a heavy rain and you could feel it even in the parking lot. The Bridalveil Falls trail meanders its way slowly up toward the base of the falls, and you  feel the mist even more as you approach.

So with a very expensive camera and lens in hand, I decided not to go to the falls to take a picture. Thus, you see before you a photograph of the falls from a distance done with a long lens. Still, it is quite lovely to behold and I only received a mild dose of mist.

Postcard from Tucson

This is another photo from my Spring visit to Tohono Chul Park here in Tucson. This is the place to visit in Spring if want to get a gander at the vast variety Southwest flowers.

As I stated in my blogs last Spring, the park is 37 acres and is divided into several sections, each with a theme. And there are many trails throughout the park, some long, some short…and in Spring it is a treasure trove of gorgeous flowers. Every so often I like to show a flower or two from both the Northwest, where I lived for many years…and here in my new home in the Southwest.

I like this one particularly because of its background of muted colored rocks offsetting the brilliant reds, yellows and greens of the cactus. You probably can’t tell, but I also darkened the edges ever so slightly to bring your eye to focus on the center of the photo…an old Ansel Adams trick.

This weekend I will be attending the big college football game between the University of Arizona and the University of Iowa. I have season tickets on the 36 years line behind the visitor’s bench and 19 rows up from the field. Great seats! I will sneak my camera in and take some photos to share with you here. The game is on ESPN, by the way. Enjoy your weekend, whatever you do.

Postcard from Tucson

How well we all remember the date 9/11. It was a day that changed our lives forever. Last Saturday was the 9th anniversary of that terrible tragedy…at it was memorialized all across the country…including here in Tucson.

That same day was also the opening home football game for the University of Arizona. There were plenty of pre-game ceremonies inside the stadium. But as I was leaving the student union on my way to the stadium for the game, I came across this wonderful and moving memorial on the plaza near the administration building and the student union.

Hundreds of small U.S. flags formed the numbers 9-11, and the whole scene was surrounded by thousands of more little flags. It was quite beautiful and I am glad some folks at the university put this together.

I am sorry the picture quality isn’t better. I used my small little Canon point and shoot as it was the only camera I had with me. It can’t hold a candle to my Nikon DSLR that has taken most of the photos you see in this blog. But, it did catch the spirit of the moment, and for that I am grateful.

Postcard from Canyonlands

Love to share the occasional great sunset photo with you. Took this one in the Canyonlands National Park and it is included in the Canyonlands photos on my Website.

That night, I also took some sunset shots with “The Needles” in the background (also on the Web site). I usually find sunset photos to be a bit more beautiful than sunrise photos. As a rule, sunrise light is “cooler” in color temperature than sunset light. You will almost always find light a bit more red in the evening.  Such was the case here.

To quote from an article by Alain Briot:

“Sunset and sunrise light is the best because at those times the light is horizontal. Horizontal light is light which is parallel to the horizon, grazing the subject and giving it a strong three dimensional quality.

Because the sun is low in the sky at sunrise and sunset, just above the horizon in fact, sunlight has to go through all the layers of dust, atmospheric haze and pollution before it reaches the scene in front of you. During this process the intensity of the sunlight is greatly diminished and softened, because the layers of dust and haze filter the light of the sun. This filtering also removes both the green and blue part of the visible spectrum leaving mostly the red part visible. As a result, sunrise and sunset light is warm, tinted either pink, red or orange, depending on the particular situation on a specific day. The combination of diffused light and of the warm glow of sunrise and sunset, creates a light which is excellent for photography. Furthermore, light which is both soft and warm is extremely pleasing to the eye.”

Interestingly, “Golden Hour” light is longer at sunset (20 minutes at sunrise vs. 40 minutes at sunset. And, as this picture shows, there is plenty of beautiful light available long after the sun is below the horizon. But when you photograph at this time of day, your foreground objects will always be silhouetted.

And now you know….