Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Prints looking great.
Wanted to test out the quality of the some of the images available on my website. They turned out better than expected! This image is sized at 13 X 9.25 printed on 11 X 14 paper. That means I can offer a size printed on 14 X 18.
WEBSITE is coming along...
Ok, Ok, Ok! Spent yesterday getting the start of my website up and working. The plan is to have the base set up to I can add photographs easily in the future. Just invested in a new Nikon SLR to help with the clarity. But there is something about the little Sony Cybershot that I cannot replace. So using the two cameras, I will be back out on the hiking trails as soon as the weather clears.
With the help of everyone that has continued to follow my blog since Italy and encouraged me to continue to take photos, I want to see how well the public perceives them. So, if anyone has any information on how I can "get myself out there": galleries, websites, photo contests, companies, etc., please please let me know! I really found something I love and I hope it shows as I continue to grow and learn.
Website: www.jordanluciano.com
Also, please refer anyone interested in purchasing prints to my website...lets see if I can sell one.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Emerson
"What you are comes to you."
With this passion for what is great and extraordinary, it cannot be wondered at, that they are repelled by vulgarity and frivolity in people. They say to themselves, It is better to be alone than in bad company. And it is really a wish to be met, -- the wish to find society for their hope and religion, -- which prompts them to shun what is called society. They feel that they are never so fit for friendship, as when they have quitted mankind, and taken themselves to friend. A picture, a book, a favorite spot in the hills or the woods, which they can people with the fair and worthy creation of the fancy, can give them often forms so vivid, that these for the time shall seem real, and society the illusion.
Unless the action is necessary, unless it is adequate, I do not wish to perform it. I do not wish to do one thing but once. I do not love routine. Once possessed of the principle, it is equally easy to make four or forty thousand applications of it. A great man will be content to have indicated in any the slightest manner his perception of the reigning Idea of his time, and will leave to those who like it the multiplication of examples. When he has hit the white, the rest may shatter the target. Every thing admonishes us how needlessly long life is. Every moment of a hero so raises and cheers us, that a twelve-month is an age. All that the brave Xanthus brings home from his wars, is the recollection that, at the storming of Samos, "in the heat of the battle, Pericles smiled on me, and passed on to another detachment." It is the quality of the moment, not the number of days, of events, or of actors, that imports.
With this passion for what is great and extraordinary, it cannot be wondered at, that they are repelled by vulgarity and frivolity in people. They say to themselves, It is better to be alone than in bad company. And it is really a wish to be met, -- the wish to find society for their hope and religion, -- which prompts them to shun what is called society. They feel that they are never so fit for friendship, as when they have quitted mankind, and taken themselves to friend. A picture, a book, a favorite spot in the hills or the woods, which they can people with the fair and worthy creation of the fancy, can give them often forms so vivid, that these for the time shall seem real, and society the illusion.
Unless the action is necessary, unless it is adequate, I do not wish to perform it. I do not wish to do one thing but once. I do not love routine. Once possessed of the principle, it is equally easy to make four or forty thousand applications of it. A great man will be content to have indicated in any the slightest manner his perception of the reigning Idea of his time, and will leave to those who like it the multiplication of examples. When he has hit the white, the rest may shatter the target. Every thing admonishes us how needlessly long life is. Every moment of a hero so raises and cheers us, that a twelve-month is an age. All that the brave Xanthus brings home from his wars, is the recollection that, at the storming of Samos, "in the heat of the battle, Pericles smiled on me, and passed on to another detachment." It is the quality of the moment, not the number of days, of events, or of actors, that imports.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Drive to Portland
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Website
Ok, so, I'm in the process of creating a website! I already have a domain name and am going to be spending this week getting it up and somewhat functional. It will be a way to view the photographs I have posted on my blog in a more orderly and simple fashion. I eventually want to make prints and have them easily available online to order. If anyone has any feedback on what they see so far, please let me know! jordan.a.luciano@gmail.com
Thanks a bunch. (Rainy today so I'm still in my sweats...I want to get this website done so I can go back outside and take more pictures!)
Thanks a bunch. (Rainy today so I'm still in my sweats...I want to get this website done so I can go back outside and take more pictures!)
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
The Moats
Monday, September 20, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Battery Change
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Goodnight
"My shadow lays with me
underneath the Big Wide Sun
My shadow stays with me
as we leave it all
we leave it all Far Behind...
...Subtle voices in the wind,
Hear the truth they're telling
A world begins where the road ends
Watch me leave it all behind"
underneath the Big Wide Sun
My shadow stays with me
as we leave it all
we leave it all Far Behind...
...Subtle voices in the wind,
Hear the truth they're telling
A world begins where the road ends
Watch me leave it all behind"
Cozy
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Blueberry Mountain
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