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Under the Coney Island boardwalk. c. 1960. By Bruce Davidson ©

Under the Coney Island boardwalk. c. 1959. By Bruce Davidson ©

 

 

BOARDWALK

 

By Charles Pierre.

 

This splintered swath

with its burning masses,

where nothing can grow,

 

hides a cool path

of sand and grasses

directly below,

 

a place of laughs

and eager kisses

only the teens know.

 

From the author’s 2014 collection Coastal Moments, Hayland Press, New York.

 

k.d. lang

Vest pocket park with antique urn near Mt. Carmel Way in the OG mountains. Paul Goldfinger photo ©.

Vest pocket park with antique urn near Mt. Carmel Way in the OG mountains. November, 2014.   Paul Goldfinger photo ©.  Click to enlarge.

BEVERLY KENNEY:

Beverly Kenney

Beverly Kenney

Ethyl Waters in the 1929 movie “On With the Show.”   She sang “Am I Blue” in that movie.  Paul Goldfinger photograph © from the Ken Burns documentary Jazz.  Click to enlarge.

 

By Paul Goldfinger, Editor at Blogfinger.net.

Ethyl Waters began her career as a singer and actress in the 1920’s.  She was known as a blues singer, but later she appeared in films and on Broadway.  At one point she was the highest paid female performer in America.

Ethyl Waters was born in Pennsylvania, and she had a hard life.  She was married at age 12.  Irving Berlin discovered her for one of his films.

 

ETHYL WATERS:

 

 

This magic moment…

Ocean Grove. October 29, 2014. By Paul Goldfinger ©

Ocean Grove. October 29, 2014. By Paul Goldfinger, MD, Editor. ©   Re-post.

 

 

I heard a talk by a National Geographic photographer, a famous guy, who was discussing how he makes his photos come alive. He was referring to the fact that when he found a photogenic scene, it usually wasn’t enough.

He needed life–he needed “magic,” usually involving the addition of a person or people. So he would wait, sometimes for quite awhile until something happened, and then he would trip the shutter.

Today I was photographing the “White House” owned by Charlotte and Tom Pritchard at 93 Main, where Charlotte had created a fun Halloween display.  I was looking for magic and I found some in the form of inquisitive squirrels as well as tweeting birds   (real tweets—not the digital kind).

So I made a couple of video clips to catch the sounds, but suddenly I was aware that a couple was approaching, walking towards my location from the east. Magic perhaps?

I was standing in the street, next to the curb, so they didn’t see me at first.  As they came by, I fired my iPhone a few times. But the best was when the young woman turned my way, saw me with my camera, and reacted instantly. The photo above was the only frame that captured this “decisive moment.”

I told her that she would be on Blogfinger, and she was happy to hear that. As for me, magic and a pretty girl—that’s the best!

 

–By Paul Goldfinger, Editor  @Blogfinger

 

 

THE DRIFTERS with BEN E. KING

 

Mysore Fig (aka Brown Woolly Fig) at the Edison Estate in Ft. Myers, Florida. Jan 18, 2021. Paul Goldfinger photo ©  Q2M.  Click to enlarge.

 

Today we had to get out.  The weather in southwest Florida has been chilly, going only to 70 degrees.  To the natives here, that is a cold spell. So we arrived early at the Thomas A. Edison Estate.  There were few people around and they all wore masks and kept their distance.  The gardens, dedicated to Tom’s wife Mina, were struggling to produce blooms in this weather.

The gardens are a big deal, although they are not extravagant.  Edison himself planted this 108 foot tall Mysore Fig tree himself in 1923 when it was just 4 feet high. The tree has its origins in China, Southeast Asia, India and Australia.

We like to walk the grounds along the Caloosahatchee River.  Edison, despite his over 1,000 patents and huge wealth, probably akin to the mega tech-rich today such as Elon Musk, seemed to be a fairly down-to-earth guy.  He liked to fish, tinker, and hang out with his buddy Henry Ford who also had a winter house next door. The Edisons also had a guest house on the property.

The garden staff here have labeled every plant. There is a sign on the estate which warns of falling figs.

His house is very comfortable in its design and decor. You can walk up onto the porches and peek inside from a few portals. He and his wife had a maid and probably a gardener.  They stayed all year round while he went north in the summer.

 

PAUL DESMOND    “Where is Love.”  This song is from the album Summertime and was first heard in the show Oliver.  Paul Desmond is the immortal alto sax player who was a member of the Dave Brubeck Quartet.  Oliver’s music was by Lionel Bart.

 
 
“Where is love?
Does it fall from skies above?
Is it underneath the willow tree
That I’ve been dreaming of?
“Where is she
Who I close my eyes to see?
Will I ever know the sweet hello
That’s meant for only me?”

 

 

Sleepy time down south.

Southwest Florida. Tropicana Co-op. Paul Goldfinger © Jan 17, 2021. © Click to enlarge

 

 

DEAN MARTIN    From his album Pretty Baby   (1957.)

 

“Sleepy time gal, when all your dancin’ is through
Sleepy time gal I’ll find a cottage for you
You’ll learn to cook and to sew
What’s more you’ll love it I know
When you’re a stay-at-home , play-at-home
Eight o’clock sleepy time gal.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Paul Goldfinger  Blogfinger.net

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Jean Bredin during her walk around town. OG. Jan 15, 2021. Blogfinger.net©

 

Jean says, “Ocean Grove, a walking kind of a town.

“In the past few days, I walked to the dentist, the coffee shop and had a soup, the post office, the bakery, the new beauty parlor had a haircut.

“Later, I walked down to the fishing pier. Then I walked home.”

 

THE SOLITAIRES:

 

In our 2013 articles about Wyeth, we posted a color shot of his studio. This black and white image gives a different impression. By Paul Goldfinger ©

In our 2013 articles about Wyeth, we posted a color shot of his studio. This black and white image gives a different impression. By Paul Goldfinger © Click image to enlarge

By Paul Goldfinger,  Editor @Blogfinger

Last September we reported on our visit to the Andrew Wyeth studio in Chadds Ford, Pennsylvania. If you are interested in art but missed those reports, here are the Blogfinger links.

Wyeth studio one

Wyeth studio two

As a photographer, I always pay attention to painters because they create their own worlds while photographers capture what the lens sees. However, there are gray zones, because with digital photography and even with film–darkroom photography, the artist has an opportunity to manipulate the world that he sees.

There are various “schools” of photography that have come and gone over the years since the invention of the camera and light sensitive media.  One of those insisted on stark realism without any manipulation.   That was true during the golden age of photojournalism where a newspaper photographer could not stage an image or do more to it other than some minor darkroom effects, such as adjusting contrast, which would make the picture clearer.

But later, photojournalism merged into fine art photography.  With attention being paid to the “fine art” image, skies were often challenging.  Some photographers sought landscapes where the sky was dramatic with clouds, color and shading.  If not, they did not  like a plain sky, so they could “burn” the sky in the darkroom to at least give it some “color” in a black and white print. With digital photography you can achieve all sorts of effects in the sky. Bob Bowné’s imaginative photography seen regularly on Blogfinger illustrates how special digital effects can be used in modern photography.

Which brings me to Wyeth’s dry brush  on paper painting called “The Mill” from 1959.  If you look at the sky, you see no details and no clouds.  He does give it a little color. Wyeth could have made the sky look any way, but he chose this.

So this painting has given me permission as a photographer to be satisfied with a landscape that has no detail in the sky.  It’s just as well, because if all your photos have dramatic skies, then it can get boring.  And in the case of this painting, Wyeth’s choice was absolutely the best one.

The Mill by Andrew Wyeth. (From a reproduction by the Brandywine River Museum)

The Mill by Andrew Wyeth. (From a reproduction by the Brandywine River Museum)

Here is one of my photographs that illustrates the point:

Washington, DC. Undated. By Paul Goldfinger ©

Washington, DC. Undated. By Paul Goldfinger ©

K.D. LANG

Chadds Ford, Pennsylvania. 2013. By Paul Goldfinger ©

Wyeth’s studio.  Chadds Ford, Pennsylvania. 2013. By Paul Goldfinger ©

 

By Paul Goldfinger, Editor @Blogfinger

Andrew Wyeth, famous painter, was a movie buff and he had souvenirs around his studio, given to him by some of his actor friends. There was a sword from the swashbuckling Douglas Fairbanks, Jr.   The skeleton was real, but I don’t know if he had it there for fun or for body sketches.

We had a skeleton in the gross anatomy lab in medical school. There is a photo around somewhere with me in my smelly formaldehyde laden lab coat with my arm around the skeleton, holding a pipe in his mouth.

My roommate and I were given a bone box and a skull box to take home and study.  One month later, we put a hat on the skull,  lit it up,  and put it in our ground floor window for Halloween on 16th Street in D.C.   Down the street a few blocks was the White House  where our neighbor  JFK and his family lived.

 

LOUIS  PRIMA with a song for the skeleton  “I Ain’t Got No Body.”   And also “Just a Gigolo.” which is about my ambition after my bar mitzvah.

 

 

 

Lost in the loft…

Great Auditorium. Ocean Grove, NJ.   2020.  Paul Goldfinger photograph. Click image to enlarge

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