Today during a sales meeting with a portrait client, one of my metal art prints fell from the wall and stuck its bottom corner pretty hard on the floor. I was re-hanging on a newer hook which I had not modified for metal prints, which is a simple process of just bending the hanging part out a little further. There is not damage to the print surface, but the corner had bent over quite a bit. Now, since these pieces are made so that the print dye is infused directly into the aluminum there was none of the problems with creasing which stems from two overlapping materials. After the clients left, I simply placed a towel under the print, placed it on a flat surface, and pressed it back into position with the heel of my palms.
The print looks like I just took it from the box.
This is why I recommend metal prints to my clients. Aside from looking amazing, these buggers are tough!
Per the manufacturer, metal prints are waterproof, weatherproof, and if lightly scratched can be buffed out with standard automotive wax; their only caution is when it comes to long constant exposure to direct sunlight.
I was visiting a friend who is camping down at Fisherman’s Island State Park in Charlevoix. We arrived a little later than anticipated, so we got down to the beach just as the sun was touching the horizon. I captured this image during the amazing afterglow. It was one of those nights when the sunset is beautiful then it seems to die down, then BAM! the colors come back from somewhere unknown.
Also, after the sun set and before the afterglow I was looking to do some toying with motion blur and the stones on the beach. The following shot is what happens when the wave causes the tripod to sink into the sand.
Yeah, it’s hard to look at, so let’s just file that away somewhere in the educational file concerning sturdy tripod placement. Which was fairly impossible that night.
Yesterday I posted one of my shots from early Sunday morning, today in this post I will be sharing the other two. As I mentioned I was driving home from a wedding reception in Alpena, on M-32 almost to 131. I looked to the north, where as luck would have it there was a vacant field. In the clearing I noticed a faint green glow, a recognizable faint green glow. I pulled the van over, rather quickly, it seemed to jar Kayla from her sleep. I pulled out the tripod and the camera and set up on the side of the road. At first I did not foresee the glowing tail lights to be a problem, but in the first exposure they proved to be. I was hoping they would not reach that far up in the frame. I replaced them with a strobing light pointed down at the roadway, as a traffic safety precaution. The lights put on a fascinating bright show as they rotated across the sky to the east.
Lacking interesting foreground I decided to pack it in and migrate to the northwest to Walloon Village, a town where Hemingway’s parents had a lake cabin, and he spent a significant portion of his childhood. We set off towards Walloon, sometimes questioning if the lights had faded. Making it to the town I located a grassy area near the dam on the south end of the little public beach. I set up with one leg on the concrete form which was part of the spillway. I shot my first exposures to the west, where I have been told pink was glowing in the aurora.
The cold temperature of the lake was creating a fog which hung low to the water. The northern lights and the stars seemed to have no problem reflecting off the water through it. There is a minimal amount of light pollution coming from the nearby village, the most annoying being the sodium lights throwing a yellow color temperature into the frame. I can only imagine what kind of impact these sights would have had on the young Hemingway, as he camped out near the lake and in the woods surrounding Walloon Lake. After these shots on Walloon Lake we packed up and headed home arriving around 5am, concluding our long drive across the mitten.
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Last night was an incredible night, Kayla and I were headed home from a friend’s wedding reception in Alpena when I noticed the northern lights were shining brightly. I pulled off M-32 just east of the 131 intersection and took a couple of photos, which were the brightest and I will be sharing them tomorrow. It was the lights over a field, but I needed something with a little more subject in it. I headed for Walloon, where I knew that the lake or the downtown area would provide some sort of interesting shot.
This image was taken looking north from the dam area on the south end of the little park. The image was shot on a tripod with my Nikon D800 with a Sigma 12-24mm @12, 30 seconds, f/4.5, 1250 ISO. There was radiation fog coming from the lake due to the cold air, which provided some haziness down near the water. This seemed to only amplify the mood of the image.