Natchez Trace – Sept 2008
Someone just commented on this picture of mine on my flickr. So I decided to share it with you all. And this brings me to my most recent predicament.
Someone else bought www.jimbakerphotography.com
I contacted him and asked him if I could buy it back since I’ve got thousands of business cards out… he said he just did a whole branding process with that domain name so no.
My flickr account and my gmail address for photography is all based around jimbakerphotography too.
I really think it just furthers the fact that I didn’t move up here to western NY/PA to do photography. I moved up here to do ministry, so that needs to be my focus, completly.
I don’t know why I get so touchy about not having that domain name anymore… for some reason it really really bothers me.
I do really love photography though.
In other news… I went out to lunch with Devone today a student from our youth group. We went to Bob Evans in Warren PA and as we were waiting in line to be seated three elderly white ladies kept looking back at us repeatedly. I guess it is a pretty uncommon to see an african american and an asian in the same place in Warren PA but do you really have to stare? Our hostess sat us without really saying anything to us, no “have a nice meal” or anything, maybe she was just having a bad day.
the flowers in b/w shot with the g11 and off camera flash
Devone and I went over to wal-mart to pick up my wife flowers and we noticed multiple people staring at us. Not just a look, but like a holding gaze. The cart boy on the way in and then on the way out an elderly gentleman kept staring at us, so I waved and smiled and said hello, he waved nervously and walked quickly out of sight.
Oh western PA.
I went to a high school that was 49% miniority so this is a bit of an adjustment for me.
Tomorrow is my birthday and I’m preaching. We’re headed to Maryland on tuesday for thanksgiving.
Jess and I going to Erie tonite for a dinner date and movie. She loves Thai food so we’re going to get thai and go see the movie “blindside”.
a Darrell Hill
workshop that I took photos for inHawaii Jan 2009
This past sunday was the best church service I seriously have ever been in. It was so evident that God was in the room with us and so sweetly revealing His love. Pastor Rick preached a simple message about our worth and value because we were made in the image of God. He made a bold statement that I agree with that if you take out Genesis chapters 1-16 out of the bible (the creation story) then humans are stripped of their worth.
Simply put, we have value because we were made in the image of God, no other created thing was.
Rick taught about the value of art, and said that these three things make a piece of art valuable.
1. The ARTIST is what makes the piece of art valuable
2. The UNIQUENESS of the piece of art
3. A BUYER
He related this to us as humans. ALL humans are valuable because we were ALL created in the image of God and the artist who created us is pretty amazing. We are all so unique. And we were BOUGHT at a price, a very expensive price, the blood of Jesus.
These seem like such simple facts, but sit and dwell on them for a while and ask God to make them a reality.
Shot at the Jamestown Audubon with the Canon 100-400L f4.5-5.6
I met my great Aunt Anita and Uncle Dave today at the Audubon before I went into work. I knew that my Uncle had recently purchased the 100-400L lens and I wanted to try it out because I am thinking about renting it when I go to Africa in January.
So here comes a bunch of photography talk… if you’re not into gear talk just enjoy the pictures.
The first thing I noticed is that this lens is wicked heavy. Well three pounds isn’t heavy, but it sure felt heavy when my heaviest lens is the 70-200F4 weighing in at half that, a whopping 1.6lbs.
The push pull instead of turn to zoom took a bit of getting used to but wasn’t as awkward as I thought it would be. I didn’t feel like I was getting very much contrast out of the lens but I just realized that it’s because it was a cloudy day.
The lens wasn’t super quick at focusing at all which was frustrating but I don’t know if thats because I was shooting in relatively low light, or it had a much longer distance to hunt, or because of the not so fast aperture or all of those things.
To get shutter speeds fast enough when using this lens zoomed out to 400mm I had to have my ISO set at 800. Instantly I wished I had a full frame camera like the 5d Mark II or even the regular 5d that can pull off high ISO shots. Anyway even at iso 800 I still sometimes was in danger of getting to slow a shutter speed for the focal length but didn’t dare kick it up to 1600. I just relied on the IS and fired in continuos. Luckily I doubt cloudy will be an issue while in Africa.
With just an hour of using it my review is this. It is a fun lens to play with and will it be useful in Africa. But it’s not a lens I would keep in my bag for daily use. It’s much more of a speciality lens for wildlife. So with a price-tag of $1610.00 I will not be buying this lens ever probably, but will be renting it if the need arises, like a safari in Africa
We had an awesome church service today (i will blog about it later today) and two of the staff from camp mission meadows where I worked for part of this summer came to our church and visited and I went out to lunch with them after and had a great conversation.
I decided to come back and unpack my office since there was still two large boxes that need to be unpacked that have been here in the church since August. I decided it was probably time to do that huh?
One of the boxes was stuff that I had in my last office which I haven’t touched for almost two years. In it was this “zen garden.” I worked at a high school in Maryland as the alternative education assistant and worked with all of the at risk kids, mostly supervising in school suspension. My supervisor had one in her office that I often made fun of it but found myself always playing in it, so she bought me one for Christmas. She said she had it in there so that kids could come in and just chill out. Playing in the sand with the little tiny rakes is actually quite relaxing.
So I’m redeeming it… we’ll now call it a prayer garden or something and rebuke the zen part. But I wanted to tell you why I had it in my office. No I’m not into zen… and no I don’t just have it cause I’m asian… haha. Here’s an open invitation to anyone to come hang out in my office with me when I’m here and try relaxing with the… eh, lets just call it a sandbox.
Also we’re gonna repaint it and get rid of this obscene border too… I’m thinking grey to match the blog what do you think?
Even though when Jess is away I burn things in the microwave I can cook. Well if you count sauteing up some chicken and then pouring a jar of pre-made tiki masala sauce over it and simmering it and then throwing it on whole wheat pasta that was already in the fridge. Whatever…
Sent in Jess’ passport renewal application so it will be under her married name. Cost me like $150+ grrrr. I guess these are the times where I have to really TRUST in God’s provision. I feel like peoples natural generosity has already been stretched, which makes me realize that maybe I’ve just trusting in that and not God.
Picked up some toiletries for work. I find myself getting back to the office often and wanting/needing to brush my teeth after a meal or something. So I picked up some stuff to keep at the office.
Washed and waxed Jess’ car, rain-x’d the windows too. I feel like I’ve cleaned our drinking glasses like a million times cause they never seem to look clean. Does anyone else have that problem with Jamestown water?
anyway, thats it.
(1997 – 2009)
Today has been crazy, setting things on fire in my microwave, being chased down by some guy who cornered me in a store just to tell me I couldn’t turn right on red in a school zone, and my cat had to be put down today. It was getting mean, and my parents are moving. (the comments section is not for an animal rights discussion so please keep those comments to yourself, they will be deleted)
I miss jess. Luckily cell phones keep us in pretty good contact. She got knocked over today by a kid when they were doing ministry in a children’s cerebral palsy home, everyone is fine though. They did evangelism on the ferry last night and have been receiving some training as well. Hoping that tomorrow will be a bit more productive and a little less crazy for me.
taken with my iphone
Sooo… jess is out of town and I was heating up some left over pizza for lunch and I love little caesars butter garlic dip so I threw that on the plate too since it had congealed in the fridge…
I poke 1 minute on the microwave and walk away and hear all this popping, I turn around and open the microwave to see the dipping sauce in flames…
I stood there for a second thinking this will make a great blog post, I somehow wanted to tie in something someone said earlier this week to my blog and this will be great, and I should really put a battery in my smoke alarm and then it dawned on me… I should blow this out. Four giant huffs and puffs later with ashes flying all over the microwave and no more flaming butter garlic dipping sauce.
I just put a battery in our smoke alarm, (Here’s a friendly reminder to GO TEST YOUR BATTERIES RIGHT NOW TOO) and wrote little caesars telling them what happened and told them that they might be able to save themselves a lawsuit if they put “do not microwave” on the dipping sauces. It really never dawned on me that the lid would have foil on it… its not readily evident.
I might write about what I thought this blog post inspired later but I try to keep these short since technology has ruined all of our attention spans. 😉
a gift from jon barnes, he thought it was cool to own something that was made in the 1800s. I took pictures of it to show texture by using off camera lighting.
The words in the pictures of the book have nothing to do with the topic of this blog. I’m sitting in the back of our Thursday night service listening to Mike Rohlin teach about the history of thanksgiving. History is cool, I wish I would have paid more attention to it in school. There is such a need for TRUTH in our history. For some reason I combined thanksgiving and the pilgrams with Columbus even though it was 2 centuries apart. I’m glad I came out tonite to hear Mike teach.
I went and taught at IMPACT today at Southwestern High School, a group of ninth and tenth graders get together during the lunch period with some local youth pastors. We did some worship and then I just brought a simple message of God’s love to them.
When I checked in at the school the secretary asked me if I was just in the paper.
The church submitted a press release that Jess actually wrote originally, to the two local papers, its interesting to me how they were edited.
The original can be seen on our church’s website.
I always thought if you wrote one number you wrote the other… I guess not…
Jess left for NYC today… its our first time apart for this long. She will return tuesday night.
feb 2009 – kailua kona hawaii
so lets hear from you, what is God saying to you through this picture that I took on a morning walk one day, earlier this year in Hawaii? Spend some time and ask God what He wants to speak to you through this picture then share it with us!
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Looking forward to your responses.
one of my 365’s
while I was in Kona
I woke up today after my ritual sunday afternoon nap and just found myself bored. I found it ironic since I’ve been writing a bit about boredom lately. Justin posted a comment on one of the last posts saying boredom is an inability to rest. My boredom today was rooted in that very thing, I felt like I needed to be doing something, but had no desire to do what I needed to do. But there was an internal struggle because I felt like I needed to be doing something.
My wife and I had an awesome conversation tonight about literature. My wife is an english major and she’s reading a book right now and I asked her how it was. She dived into an answer that I didn’t expect, she started talking about the narrative voice and how its written differently. These are things I would never even consider.
I asked what she thought about some authors that we both know Francine Rivers and Donald Miller, she talked about them as writers and it moved us into a discussion about poetry. She showed me a paper she wrote in college which dissected a Emily Dickinson poem. She handed me the poem first and told me that I had to read it. I glanced over the poem and thought to myself well that’s nice. And then I read her paper, and a whole new world opened up because she pointed out things that I didn’t even know to look for.
It made me marvel a bit at the intention of a few words. That the author took the time to say so much with so little. Intentional. Being intentional takes time, it takes rest, it takes processing. Maybe it even takes being bored from time to time. I want to get back to a place where I live intentionally and take things in and processing them. I want to walk through life not run.