From a Box Brownie, to the latest digital gear, it is all just tools, or a means of stating who we are, at various points in time. The sophistication of our images has more to do with our personal growth, than the equipment that we acquire along the way.
Tuesday, October 17, 2017
An Evening Snack With Jethro......
This image is another of my efforts at still life photography. However, for this photo, instead of using my Bowens studio lighting, I used 2 SONY dedicated flashes in wireless mode, and tripped them with the little on camera popup flash. The lighting was softened a bit by hanging a Kleenex tissue over the front, hopefully giving the effect of using a soft box. Anyway, the figurine in the center of the image is one that I made when I was about 12 years old. The old gent I worked for/with had made the molds for these little figurines and I would pour plaster of Paris into them, and after drying, I would paint them. They were sold in the local home town stores such as the T. Eaton Co. (remember them?) as souvenirs of Newfoundland. Back then, there was this fellow, Mr. Ted Russell (1904 - 1977) who was a well known storyteller, playwright, and broadcaster. He had a monologue on the radio around supper time, telling yarns (tall tales) about the goings on in this place called Pigeon Inlet, and the various characters involved. Those characters were Grandpa and Grandma Wilcott, Skipper Joe, Aunt Sophy, Jethro Noddy, and of course, King David, the Billy goat. Above is my 12 year old rendition of Jethro Noddy. About 15 years ago, on a trip back home, I stopped by the Newfoundland Emporium on Broadway, in Corner Brook, NFLD. The owner, Mr. Dave LeDrew, happened to know the old gent I had worked for so long ago, and during conversation, I mentioned that I used to make these little figurines when I was just a kid. He gave me a slow smile, and said "hold on a minute" and disappeared into the back of the store. When he came out, he was holding this little figurine of Jethro Noddy, that I had made so long ago. I was totally dumbfounded. I never thought I would ever see one of these again. I asked him what he wanted for it, and he said, "it's not for sale b'y". I said, "I'll give you $100.00 for it. He said "nope, not for sale". I could not leave without it, so I offered him $200.00.....same reply, "not for sale". Then he reached across and took the bag from my hand and placed Jethro inside, and said "have a nice day b'y". This for me was one of the nicest moments in my entire life, and I only met the man that one time.....by the way, Jethro is a real good listener eh....and as the saying goes....pay it forward.