Music Lesson
This is a blast from my past: shot, developed, and printed in a dark room using the now traditional 35 mm. (Then scanned. Poorly.)
It seems a bit naive now.
Yet this image is not meant to be historically accurate, but rather--capture the spirit of Baroque painting--chiaroscuro in which remains my favorite kind of lighting.
Natural.
The best part? Dressing up my fellow metallers. "Carcass (Emperor, Satyricon, et alia) t-shirt OFF! Civilized clothing ON!"
Farewell to Slavianka
June 7, 2013. It's nearly 11 o'clock at night, but completely light outside.
White nights in the St. Petersburg area.
We are leaving Catherine's Palace in Tsarskoe Selo, having been wined and entertained (as I wrote earlier ) by a classical concert and a petite lady in red making an occasional appearance--and the walls of the great palatial hall shake with her operatic shrieks competing with a nightingale.
Like this.
It's always the tiny ones, isn't it?
As I walk toward the gate, I am using my telephoto lens to shoot closeups of imperial heraldry over the palace with the dual-headed eagle and the black-gold-and-white flag.
Then I hear it. One of my favorite military marches!
The trumpeters who greeted us as we entered are now saying "goodbye" with, well, Farewell to Slavianka. The latter is an imperial-turned-Soviet march that now exists in numerous instrumental, vocal, and lyrical varieties.
So when you look at the image below, this is what you should hear. Well, perhaps, you should envision a tank, too. And a bear, to make it extra-Russian!