Saturday, September 7, 2013

Running with the Boys

I started running late in life, when I was in my late-30s. I used to hate running, but when I decided to take better care of myself, I realized that cycling and running were perfect ways to get fit while spending reflective time alone. I do not like group fitness activities as a rule, and love long solitary walks, runs or cycle rides.

I have done many 5Ks, 1 10K, and have started and stopped training for long runs several times. I've had many beautiful runs: my regular route along the Thames and up Richmond Hill in Richmond, England, when I lived there for six months; the run along Sydney Harbour; up the Golden Mile along the lake in Chicago. I still have aspirations to do a long race, a half or full marathon, ideally before or soon after I turn 50. But in the last few years, I have continued to enjoy running just for its own sake, for the fitness benefit, for being outdoors or surprising myself. And, more recently, I have enjoyed running as a way of bonding with both my sons.

I first ran with Jaime when we were still in the UK; we did a Princess Trust run and a Lego fun run, and did several more 5Ks when we first got to Westfield, including the annual Pizza Fun Run. We recently did the Cranford July 4 Firecracker 4 Mile Run.

Prince's Trust, Legoland, Windsor

Westfield Turkey Trot, Tamaques Park


Westfield 5K Pizza Fun Run



Cranford July 4 Firecracker 4 Miler

And this year, I started running with Javi as well. He and I did the Pizza Fun Run again; I was hoping Jaime could join us as well, but it was fitting that Javi and I did the run on our own. A very enjoyable run, I was so proud of Javi for finishing and for having so much fun. 


Before 




After

I really enjoy my runs with my boys, even if they outpace me (I can still run for longer distances without stopping). It's right that they do.


Monday, September 2, 2013

My High School "Crush" (photographically speaking)

Any enthusiast involved in a pursuit that requires some sort of tool or equipment always has their "dream" kit, the one thing that will help make them better, faster, stronger, more creative at what they love to do. For photographers like me, it was always the dream camera. Oddly enough (or maybe not, since I have always been a bit on the offbeat side of choice), my one dream camera when I was in high school was the Olympus Pen-F, a marvel of mechanical simplicity and ruggedness. Unlike the stereotypical big body pro cameras like the Nikon F/F2 or the Canon F1, the Pen-F was very compact, but still had a full range of interchangeable lenses (many super-sharp) and was still a single-lens reflex mirror camera, despite the absence of the de-riguer pentaprism "hump" of traditional SLRs. And, it was a very economical camera, given that it shot in half frame 35mm, so you got double the number of photos from the same roll of film as full frame 35mm SLRs. It was, and still is, a clever and innovative design, one of the best by the great Japanese camera designer, Maitani (who later went on to design the Olympus OM series; the OM-1 is another of my favorites, but that's for another post).




I used one briefly for the first "photo gig" I had in high school. I was asked to shoot photos for the programme of a summer play I was helping with, and, not having a camera of my own, I borrowed the camera from one of the actors, a beautiful Pen-F.  It was a great camera to use, and I never forgot what it felt like to shoot with it even if I never held one again for almost 15 years after that first fling.  

I finally got one for myself many years later, and initially used it with an adapter for my Olympus OM lenses. I shot with it a lot until the inevitable neglect set in as a result of my inexorable move to digital photography. However, the love was rekindled again when I switched to M43 and realized I could use my old film lenses with with digital Pens (and the reason I bought a digital Pen was in part because of my obsession with its mechanical forebear). I ended up adding a Zuiki 20mm F4.0 and 70mm F2.0 to round out my Pen-F kit, and have used all the lenses on both my m43 and Fuji X camera with much success.

It wasn't until last summer that I really took my old Pen-F through its paces on a family trip to Germany. Fittingly, I brought my Pen-F along to serve as the film back up to both my E-P2 and a Fuji X-100. And there were days when the battery did run out on my digital equipment, and I was glad to have my trusty Pen-F with me.  He is a bit cantankerous, his shutter speeds below 1/60 don't work well, has  bit of a grindy double-stroke film advance lever (can't count how many images I missed because I only wound the first stroke), but what a joy to shoot with. Below, from my Berlin "Red" series (all coincidence, BTW, no real intention just to shoot red subjects). My experience was enhanced by hand developing the film at home (I hadn't processed my own roll since college, never mind color rolls), so the splotchy processing from unwashed chemicals and the dust marks from scanning give it all an organic feel.





 Over the last few weeks, I have been shooting with my Pen-F again, just enjoying the feel and simplicity of shooting full manual, without a light meter, enjoying the great ergonomics of the camera, with no displays or menus or multiple choices to worry about. I do love the many features and flexibility of my modern digital cameras, but there are times when I need to reconnect with my roots, with my "first love" and remind myself why I got into photography in the first place. I also need to reassure assure myself that yes, if everything gets EMPed in an alien invasion or nuclear holocaust, I will still be able to shoot effectively without meter or digital do-dads (assuming I can find enough film that remains undamaged from all the radiation! :) ).  The Pen-F helps me do that. 















My Mom on Labor Day Weekend 2013



This is a photo of my Mom, Rosario. It was taken on Labor Day weekend, a week or so after all the tests and scans confirmed that she has Stage IV pancreatic cancer. She just had the chemo port inserted into her right upper chest the day before. My mom has always been strong and cheerful and energetic, and her great health, her firm Faith, and positive disposition are obviously her biggest advantages going into her first round of chemo. She does look more tired and is a lot more quiet and reflective these days, for obvious reasons.

These are my 3 nephews and my younger son (in the background); they are 4 of my mom's 5 grandsons (my older son is in college), and they are among the many sources of joy in her life. It was good to spend a weekend together. Below is my younger son Javier, putting on his "straight face" for a photo with his Lola. 


This is Sigmund, my youngest sister's dog/baby. He's a funny little guy and is a huge source of amusement for all of us. 


My mom's first chemo session is on September 9; she wanted to make sure she could do the filming for her PSA on behalf of the Maryland Board of Elections before she started her therapy (she has volunteered to be at polling stations over the last few years and was awarded last year for being an outstanding polling chair, so she was asked to do one of the Board of Elections recruiting ads) . At least she still has her priorities straight! 


 All taken with the Olympus E-M5 with the Panasonic 20mm F1.7