…as if there’s ever enough. These photos were taken at “Flights of Fancy”, vintage aviation steampunk day. The event was held at Old Rhinebeck Aerodrome on 9/30, hosted by the Hudson Valley Steampunks and Rhinebeck Chamber of Commerce. I was fortunate enough to be the event photographer!
I’m terribly sorry to those of you whom I photographed. I was backed up on work for a few weeks so I focused on the paid jobs first before finishing the ones I’ve done for fun and practice. Here at last are the promised photos!
Also, Steampunk Honesdale was a blast. I’ve never seen such a well organized, full-steam-ahead event in my entire life, much less from a small town. The entire town was in on it, the shops decked out their windows, held steampunk themed sales and specials, and everyone looked happy to be there. Greater Honesdale Partnership, you outdid yourselves. Congratulations on an excellent first time and here’s to next year! HUZZAH!
And, if these are your kids in my photos and you do not want them publicized, let me know and I will take them down. They looked AWESOME, by the way!
I believe “The Fire Balloons” is a Ray Bradbury short story, published in The Illustrated Man.
Anyway, I finally got to attend the Hudson Valley Hot Air Balloon Festival, after years of saying I wanted to go. The best part: I went with the Hudson Valley Steampunks! We are a Meetup group, run by two awesome ladies who go by Dolly and Birdie. The steampunk in me couldn’t be happier. What was possibly more entertaining than the festival itself was the work I did in Photoshop afterwards! I had some fun in post production with a few quick fixes. Here are the results!
And, if you’d like your own vintage photograph, and enjoy the fictional 19th Century world that is Steampunk, come on down! This coming weekend (July 21-22) I will be vending at Steampunk Honesdale. That’s in Honesdale, PA. They’ll even have a locomotive!! In addition to selling my terrariums I will be offering vintage photo sessions. That means I will be offering professional shots and an 8×10 print of YOU in costume! Antiqued to look like the images below, of course. The price? Only $20! So come one, come all, dressed in gears, leathers, ‘n lace, and celebrate an awesome past that never was.
If, by chance, you absolutely must follow my every move, have a gander at
my ye olde Instant Gram.
As some of you may know or suspect, I am a devoted steampunk. I love the style, etiquette, and the overall self expression. For some it is simply an interest, for others it’s a fun diversion, and for weirdos like me it’s part of our lifestyle. I don’t (usually) go out with goggles on my head or anything, but I’ve had a fascination with the Victorian era since I was a kid. I have enjoyed building, tinkering, and creating things for as long as I can remember. Repurposing is an essential part of steampunk and well, I’ve pretty much done that my whole life. I probably get it from my grandfather, honestly. The man is 93 and he still builds contraptions (including furnaces) out of whatever he has lying around in his basement. It’s actually pretty amazing.
If for some reason my introduction has not already given you a good idea of what steampunk is, just picture Abraham Lincoln, but with an arm cannon. That’s steampunk. It is a fascinating and fun world of sci-fi, historical fiction, and steam-powered technology. It relies heavily on Victorian era etiquette and fashion, accompanied by Nikola Tesla and H.P. Lovecraft. Hand forged weapons are a must, while internal combustion engines are unheard of (that would then be considered dieselpunk).
Sooooooo, being the devoted steampunk and photographer that I am, on Saturday I attended the Steampunk World’s Fair in Jersey. I’ve known about it for years and at last had the chance to go! I went with my boyfriend, the airship pirate and had a great opportunity to work with the K-1. I shot with flash, which was another learning curve with the new camera. You know, full frame vs. cropped sensor and all. I did have the punked-out Pentax K-x with me, though, and got several compliments as a result! My awesomely hand forged Nerf guns and my costume were also complimented. Sky Captain Kira Hawke (my original character) would be proud.
Alright, I’m going to stop talking about myself now and show you the pics. If you want to get good at portrait shooting, incidentally, events like this are the place to do it. They offer no shortage of opportunities to photograph people. The fact that they are heavily costumed, outgoing, fun, and almost always open to having their photo taken, is a huge bonus. Just ask permission first!
Without further adieu, the photos…
I visited Dover Stone Church in Dover Plains, NY yesterday with my son and boyfriend. The foliage is just coming back and everything was pretty green so it was quite beautiful. I swear the place is enchanted by fae. I highly recommend visiting soon, once the leaves pop and it’s a bit warmer. It’s one of the area’s nicest attractions!
I shot with the steampunk Pentax K-x. The K1 came in today so I haven’t shot with that yet. The nice thing about shooting with the punked-out Pentax is that it has no LCD screen. I bought it knowing that the LCD didn’t work. What I like is that it forces me to rely solely on my knowledge, not what I see on the screen. That way I’m not lazy and it honestly makes me a stronger photographer.
I highly recommend taping over your screen once in a while, especially if you are just starting out. Set your ISO and white balance and just toggle the aperture and shutter speed. You might surprise yourself. 🙂
Normally I don’t write posts of the spiritual variety on this blog. While I am myself a spiritual person, when it comes to photography (and most other areas of my life), I tend to separate the two. I am making an exception in this case because it’s a story worth telling.
Many people can relay tales of electronic equipment malfunctioning in odd situations and locations. I’m sure we’re all familiar with the stories involving paranormal investigation, sacred sites, and otherwise “haunted” locations. As a paranormal investigator I have had my share of interesting experiences, though I often brush off minor equipment malfunctions to exactly that: a malfunction. There is no way to prove that a metaphysical entity messed with your camera, EV meter, or digital recorder. Most of it is in your head. Although I have had plenty of unexplained phenomena happen to me, in the case of paranormal investigation or graveyard photography, I’ve never once had equipment failure. Call me a skeptic but that’s what makes me a good investigator. I want to believe, but I can’t do so blindly. Anyway, I digress…
My story begins in England on May 11, 2012. The setting has no parallel: inside Stonehenge, at sunset, on a gorgeous day. I was there to photograph my friend’s conference, Megalithomania, which included several tours. I had two cameras on me at the time: the purple Pentax DSLR and a Canon bridge camera. Both had freshly charged Eneloop batteries (known for their long lasting battery life). Prior to Stonehenge our small tour group had visited Woodhenge, where both cameras were used equally and both showed that they retained full battery.
Upon arriving at Stonehenge both cameras were functioning perfectly. Within minutes of entering the center ring, however, the Canon began to malfunction and eventually went completely dead. I thought this strange, but brushed it off. I didn’t want to buy into the “it’s Stonehenge” explanation. For the record here, let it be stated that I am a druid. Stonehenge is my Mecca. I was having the greatest spiritual experience of my life. I felt as though I was being “welcomed back” to a place I had never been. I was in complete awe, yet, I was remaining logical.
I eventually gave up on the Canon, put it away, and focused on using the Pentax (the superior of the two cameras, anyway). It functioned fine but I noticed that the battery life had quickly drained to half. I raised an eyebrow but kept on shooting. Within a short period of time the lens began to malfunction. There was plenty of light, it still had plenty of battery, it wasn’t old at the time, and it should have been able to focus without flaw. Well, no, it didn’t, and soon enough it too went dead. This time I was perplexed and I admit, I did say to myself, ‘well, I am at Stonehenge’.
When we got back in the tour van I checked on my cameras. Both had returned to full battery life and were functioning properly. Bizarre.
Flash forward to August 2015. I was shooting the Nimham Pow Wow, as I do every year. I of course still had (and have) the purple Pentax K-x, but the Canon had been replaced by the white Pentax K-x. Both cameras were again being used equally and both had fresh batteries. To be fair, I don’t recall if both were the same brand this time.
I had been shooting in hard sunlight, midday this time, during a sacred dance. This was one of the few dances where photography is not allowed. I am the exception, being that I am part of the tribe, the official photographer, and my photos are used for education and obtaining a yearly grant. The grant is used to fund the pow wow, an important cultural event.
It was during this dance that the purple camera (with the 75-300) began to malfunction. The lens wouldn’t focus, no matter the focal length,and the camera kept turning off. I got frustrated and grabbed the white one from around my neck and attempted to shoot with the 18-55. The same exact thing happened. Neither camera would function and I had to keep trying in order to get any shots at all. I’m lucky I walked away with a handful.
Perplexed and frustrated, I walked back to my booth after the dance had ended, simply thankful I had gotten a shot at all. A young man (roughly 15), one of the dancers, was waiting for me at my vendor booth. I greeting him warmly, expecting to chat about the items I had for sale or about the pow wow. Instead he asked me, “Why were you photographing during that dance? You’re not allowed to.”
I’d never met him before so I introduced myself and explained to him that the announcement had been made that as the official photographer, I am the one and only person allowed that privilege. I explained to him that I too am of Native heritage, and I do respect his beliefs.
He couldn’t argue with Chief Cryinghawk’s rules, though he still expressed his dissent. The boy went on to tell me that while I had been photographing he had been “flashing his energy”, claiming he was “shielding himself” by throwing his energy at my cameras. Of course, this raised a flag in my mind, since my cameras had been malfunctioning like crazy that entire time. They functioned as normal the rest of the weekend and ever since.
So here’s my question: do certain places and certain people have the ability to affect equipment? Yes, I believe so. We’re all energy in the end and some of us know how to manipulate it better than others. Some places hold an enormous amount of energy due to their significance in human history. Perhaps the crossing of human energy, natural latent energy, and the Earth’s own magnetic field has an effect on electronics. Stonehenge and the dancers’ circle at the pow wow would be excellent examples of this. Both places are considered “sacred sites” (the pow wow being on a mountain considered sacred by many). Both places are tight rings in which so much human life -rich in deeply rooted, earth-based spirituality- has gone on over many, many years. (Ok, so Stonehenge has about 5,000 years on the pow wow, but you get my point.)
I would like to believe, looking back, that the reason behind my equipment failure may have been due to such circumstances. Perhaps that young man really did have the ability to throw his personal energy at my cameras. Maybe Stonehenge drained my batteries. I will never know, but for what it’s worth, these were the two and only instances that were so bizarre, they made me step back and wonder. They had a profound enough impact that I am writing about them years later. Certainly, they have given me a deeper respect and appreciation for the beauty and strength of the human spirit, and its ability to influence the world.
It all began with a miniature statuette of the Egyptian god Heru (Horus). After a few successful endeavors in retail, tattooing, and the holidays, he realized that traveling and taking selfies made him quite tired and lonely. One cold, December day, he met his soul companion, Wanderlust Jack, and the two hit it off. They now travel everywhere together, tucked inside a pouch in my coat pocket, ready to surface whenever adventure strikes.
You can follow their adventures on my Instagram, @birrd_brained, where you can click #pocketheru for a full listing of their travels.