Ramona - Toddler At The Door, June 15

She's always pushing buttons; she knows the IPhone Home Button works with only my finger. She knows these things.

 Ramona - Toddler At The Door, 2018

Ramona - Toddler At The Door, 2018

I've gotten a bunch of requests for technical info on my pictures of the day.
Camera: Leica M9
Lens: Leica 35mm f/2 SUMMICRON-M ASPH
Exposure: 180/f9.5 (ISO 320)
Post processing: Adobe Photoshop Version: 13.0.1 (13.0.1.3 20131024.r.34 2013/10/24:21:00:00) x64
Operating System: Windows NT, Version: 6.2
System architecture: Intel CPU Family:6, Model:15, Stepping:2 with MMX, SSE Integer, SSE FP, SSE2, SSE3, SSE4.1, SSE4.2

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Couple In The Gulch - One In Pink, Photo Of The Day, June 13

Cutting through the ancient beds of glacial till Puget Gulch is the channel for fresh water to the Sound. Over the years the people around it pulled out trash, old cars, tires, needles, mountains of junk to allow stands of alder, maple, fir, cottonwood to grow a thick canopy above it. The trees cool Puget Creek so that the salmon can spawn there again. 

Down the gulch people walk to the sea.

 Couple In The Gulch - One In Pink, 2018

Couple In The Gulch - One In Pink, 2018

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Crane On the East Tower of the New Tacoma Narrows Bridge, Vintage Photo Of The Day, June 11

The New Tacoma Narrows Bridge was added just to the south of the existing bridge, which was itself built to replace the famous "Galloping Gertie" that was blown to oblivion in 1940. The wreckage of that old bridge on the bottom of the strait is home to the enormous Giant Pacific Octopus. The New Tacoma Narrows Bridge opened in 2007.

http://www.wsdot.wa.gov/TNBhistory/Connections/connections1.htm#wf2

Vintage print, $625

 Crane On the East Tower of the New Tacoma Narrows Bridge, 2006

Crane On the East Tower of the New Tacoma Narrows Bridge, 2006

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Daisy Shadows And A Small Boy, Photo Of The Day, June 12

Visions pass swiftly sometimes, like bits swept downstream in a flood.

 Liz Standing Shadow, With Daisy Over Lit, and Me At The Floral Table Top 2018

Liz Standing Shadow, With Daisy Over Lit, and Me At The Floral Table Top 2018

 Small Boy In Dad's Arms In The Rain 2018

Small Boy In Dad's Arms In The Rain 2018

We were looking at the hummingbird grazing in the jasmine at the garden gate in early evening. Our jasmine overflows at the gate and climbs to the top of an overgrown juniper hedge near it. This vision passed slowly allowing us to follow the tiny bird flying to tiny pink blossoms, stopped in a frenzy before a sprint to the next.

And so some visions drift slowly. But the sight of the boy was almost too fast. We left a shop, nearly colliding with a young father whose arm was coiled about his baby's waist like a rope, the baby suspended and holding tight to some new toy.

They passed quickly and were gone, just like that.

 

 

 

 

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Girls Evening Play At The Beach, Vintage Photo Of The Day, June 10

In early August on Puget Sound, the long evening twilight and warm incoming tide invite children down to the beach.

 Girls Evening Play At The Beach, Fox Island

Girls Evening Play At The Beach, Fox Island

This Fox Island beach is situated well for summer evenings because it faces due west and so the houses, bulkheads, and drift logs are burnished a lovely golden yellow by the setting sun.

Currents have long left enormous logs on the beach in front of our cabin. Whether these logs escaped the great rafts towed slowly to the mills or fell into the sound in the end, they became for us something to climb on and to photograph.

These children are the third generation of our family on this particular beach and as it happens they were the last of our family to enjoy summer there.

We do miss it.

Vintage print, $625

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Cambodian Girl Dancers Peeking From Backstage, Vintage Photo Of The Day, June 9

When we were a young family we would go to church meetings and gather with our friends on weekends.  Sometimes we went to festivals for Faith and Life. 

 Cambodian Girl Dancers Peeking From Backstage, 1980

Cambodian Girl Dancers Peeking From Backstage, 1980

 Cambodian Girl Sitting On A TV

Cambodian Girl Sitting On A TV

During one of those festivals in the early eighties, there was a traditional dance on the big festival night given by a family from Cambodia. The girl below danced with four others.

Faith and Life brought us together with the handicapped, some severely affected. We were all very glad to be with them for they were all dear friends. The handicapped, and I know we all are, but the severely handicapped cannot hide who they are. They become our most honest people with little to hide and little reason to do so. It means that I found myself closer to truth, unsettling, honest, and joyful.

It was hard for Cambodians back then.  The war there was brutal and many fled. But that festival night was charming, and so, who could resist the utter charm of it, the young girl in traditional dress, unsure a bit and sitting on a television?

Vintage print, $625

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Cambodian Girl Sitting On A TV, Vintage Photo Of The Day, June 8

When we were a young family we would go to church meetings and gather with our friends on weekends.  Sometimes we went to festivals for Faith and Life. 

During one of those festivals in the early eighties, there was a traditional dance on the big festival night given by a family from Cambodia. The girl below danced with four others.

Faith and Life brought us together with the handicapped, some severely affected. We were all very glad to be with them for they were all dear friends. The handicapped, and I know we all are, but the severely handicapped cannot hide who they are. They become our most honest people with little to hide and little reason to do so. It means that I found myself closer to truth, unsettling, honest, and joyful.

It was hard for Cambodians back then.  The war there was brutal and many fled. But that festival night was charming, and so, who could resist the utter charm of it, the young girl in traditional dress, unsure a bit and sitting on a television?

Vintage print, $625

 Cambodian Girl On A TV 1980

Cambodian Girl On A TV 1980

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Ella At The Arena, Vintage Photo Of The Day, June 6

The great Ella Fitzgerald performed at the Seattle Arena in the late seventies. I made this image to accompany a review for a local throwaway. I didn't keep a tearsheet and I can't remember the name of the paper.

Vintage print, $625

 Ella At The Arena, late seventies.

Ella At The Arena, late seventies.

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Tacoma Narrows Bridge, Vintage Photo Of The Day, June 7

This bridge was the sole span across the Tacoma Narrows but also the second of its kind after the first was blown apart by the wind in the early 1940's. In 2007 a new suspension bridge arose next to it, but for over fifty years this steel bridge held the position by itself.

I loved seeing it from below because it showed how delicate the structure appeared to be while belying its great strength.

This is one of my earliest images in large format.  I had studied the principles of Ansel Adams, wishing to create a body of work that echoed Adams' majestic style. I would continue to emulate this style for another 20 years.

Vintage print, $625

 Tacoma Narrows Bridge from Beneath on the Gig Harbor side, early nineties

Tacoma Narrows Bridge from Beneath on the Gig Harbor side, early nineties

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Vintage Photo Of The Day, June 5

The water beneath the Murray Morgan Bridge. 

Vintage print, $625

 From The Bridge, Boats, pilings, and the sparkle on the water.

From The Bridge, Boats, pilings, and the sparkle on the water.

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Vintage Photo Of The Day, June 4

Some like to row and this day was perfect for it.  The wind was calm and the water smooth on Tacoma's Commencement Bay. Two large bulk cargo ships lay at anchor some distance away with fog just lifting in the morning sun. You can just make out the name of the nearest ship, "Wren."

Vintage print, $625

 Single Rower, Wren In Fog

Single Rower, Wren In Fog

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Vintage Photo Of The Day, June 3

Wright Park in North Tacoma still has pits for throwing horseshoes, though I have never seen anyone throw shoes there.  Near the pits an old cherry tree was in full bloom on the bright April day when I made this photograph. Large brick apartment houses ring the park and in those days they were mostly occupied by the elderly who had given up their homes and lawns for the convenience of living near the lovely parkland, and close to medical offices that surround the general hospital a few blocks away.

"Wright Park is the only considerable breathing space reserved to the people thronging the central part of this city...without being cramped for space or menaced by shows and their consequent temptations to spend their spare time within the walls of a packed building rather than in the health giving environment of trees, plants and flowers."
-- 1909, The Board of Park Commissioners in response to organizations wanting to build in the park.

Vintage print, $625

 Man Strolling Beneath Wright Park Cherry

Man Strolling Beneath Wright Park Cherry

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Vintage Photo Of The Day, June 2

The sun rises in the first quarter hour after 5AM in early June during the few weeks before the summer solstice.  June is also a wet month in the Pacific Northwest. Sometimes the systems that spill from the sky at night linger as broken clouds in the morning and glow like the embers of a dying fire when the sun shines through them.

Vintage print, $625

 Commencement-Bay--Glowing Embers

Commencement-Bay--Glowing Embers

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photograph create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Vintage Photo Of The Day, June 1

Under the bright sun of August, above the beach piled with gravel, mussel shells, and pale drift wood, a red cedar tree held fast to the ground with vines of periwinkle crawling around its base. The light shown directly on the cedar's bark at mid afternoon, setting off the parallel striations left by rapid growth.  Under the bright sun the periwinkle's leaves appeared metallic and burnished. The vine has no thorns and throughout the year puts its blue flowers up against the leaves of dark green.

Vintage print, $625

 Cedar And Periwinkle

Cedar And Periwinkle

I created large format silver photographs of my home town for 20 years from 1990 through 2010. These are rich, beautifully crafted silver images processed for permanence. Vintage prints are made within a year of the photographs create date. My usual practice was to print within a few days or weeks of exposure. There are at most six prints per image; most images have three or fewer prints.

Proctor Street Bridge

The bridge is just a couple of blocks from home. It was built in 1927, then rebuilt in 2006. The roadway is wide and the deck is high above the trail below it. Seven thousand cars and trucks cross it daily. Tacoma's shoreline is cut by deep gullies. As the city grew Tacoma bridged these gullies with arched spans of concrete. The area is rich with aggregate stone pushed to the water by glaciers, which made concrete the material to use.

Original photographs; poster 17x19, $25

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Girl In Plaid With a Boy in Red

In the early evening this past month I passed a couple in the shade of a grove of huge trees that erupt from the long parking strip between the sidewalk and the street. It is a warm evening and we pass each other without slowing.  We eye each other, they curious and suspicious because I carry a camera, while I am determined to be nonchalant. It never works.

I noticed he carries a leaf in his left hand, low at his waist, and I caught it barely.

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Spring Sky Through The Alder Trees Of Puget Gulch In North Tacoma

Photography sometimes lends itself to fantasy, and photography of the computer is most accommodating. Starting from a regular, ordinary picture, the fantastic tones and shapes assemble themselves on nothing much more than a click.  The image first displayed is inspiring enough, but when I let my Irish imagination loose, my machinations push the display into a thicket of black branches under a sky of blue and white. Or is it a forest of kelp?

 Spring Sky Through The Alder Trees of Puget Gulch - What One Saw Today ©Christopher Petrich 17x17 Matted in Museum Rag White Board. Printed to Hahnemuhle PhotoRag.

Spring Sky Through The Alder Trees of Puget Gulch - What One Saw Today ©Christopher Petrich 17x17 Matted in Museum Rag White Board. Printed to Hahnemuhle PhotoRag.

Like Leaves Of Grass

Photographs number as the stars. But not too long ago, the stars were bits of plastic film mounted in cardboard frames. Some of those old things fell to earth, forgotten, landing on old lawns, bent and stained.  Why did someone make this photograph? Why is it now so small and worthless.

Such are photographs when they no longer serve to remind you of what and why, of who and when. 

They land on the grass on the way to the dump, forgotten in plain sight.

 Discarded Slide On The Grass - What One Saw Today ©Christopher Petrich 14x17 Matted in Museum Rag White Board. Printed to Hahnemuhle PhotoRag.

Discarded Slide On The Grass - What One Saw Today ©Christopher Petrich 14x17 Matted in Museum Rag White Board. Printed to Hahnemuhle PhotoRag.

March For Our Lives -- Long Hair Protestor

On the March For Our Lives Saturday my mind was filled with memories of protests long ago, when I was at school. At that time gun violence was on everyone's mind, as it was the time of Viet Nam and Kent State. When counting by tonnage of bombs dropped, that time was more violent than this. But this time is more personal because the gun violence now is in our schools, just as it was in Viet Nam, back then.

But on the scale of human suffering, this time is far worse because we don't know when to quit, or how. Our thing is money and domination.  It wasn't always, but nevertheless.  The two go hand in hand, and there isn't a more sure way to gain control than to start killing people. But staying in control using violence is sure to loosen your grip on power. 

We can say we are justified in spreading war and violence across great regions of the world. We can say it, but the people who live with what we do know different. They know US as indifferent to suffering, even as we say we care. 

This time is personal, too, because the war is in the streets and all colors are at risk, not just red, black, yellow, and brown.

This violence was planted long ago, and now it has returned in full bloom. We were the boys who went to Viet Nam, or ducked it. We were long hairs back then. Now we are gray, and this time we are responsible.