The Junkyard

A couple of weeks ago I went on a photo field trip with my friend, Lauren and a few other photographers.  We went to this awesome junkyard that was busting at the seams with old motorcycles and cars.  The owner, Skip was super cool.  I have been dying to do an engagement session at a junkyard.  Who wants to have a little fun with me?

iPhone art

I don't really enjoy talking on my phone as much as I love to take pictures with it.    I am addicted to it, seriously addicted.  I have had it for about 9 months and I have managed to save over 400o pictures that I refuse to erase.  I am sure I have probably taken double that,  if not more.  I have about 25 photo apps, and about 10 I really want to get.  It's kinda crazy.  But it is also nice to always have a camera with me, because I see something I want to take a picture of everywhere I go.

I snapped a picture of these statues with my Nikon and my iPhone.  I like my phone pictures best.  I have always been drawn to grain and contrast.  This phone and it's apps are great for creating images that are grainy or noisy.   I don't mind if things aren't perfectly in focus.  It reminds me of using my Holga, but I get the instant gratification of digital.

These are all captured and processed with my iPhone.  I get lots of emails about what apps I use, I will try to start including them in my posts when I can remember.  Sometimes I just go crazy with a ton of apps on top of each other until I get something I like.   I used the Mill Color App on the color photos and PS Mobile on the black and white.

The first two were taken at Spring Grove Cemetery in Cincinnati.

This was taken at the entrance of a horse farm in Kentucky .

This is one of my favorite iPhone photos I have captured.  I stumbled upon this beauty after I intentionally got myself lost in Boone County.  This one was magic.

Another legend has passed

If you suddenly seeWhat has happened to me You should spread the word around

And tell everyone here That it is perfectly clear They can sail above it all on what they've found It cries for you It's the best that you can do Like a sound that's everywhere I can hear it screaming through the air

Long live rock and roll