… along I-80 in Table Rock, Wyoming.
… in Table Rock, Wyoming.
… at a former seminary at my university.
As promised, here are are the lads from the Colonial Faire at Riley’s Farm in Oak Glen from a few weeks ago. I’m not thrilled about the sharpness in some of these, but short of walking into the middle of the demonstrations, it’s the best I could do. Now I understand why people have such huge lenses when they do this sort of thing outside of a studio. But I’m still learning. As I mentioned when I posted the pictures of the Lasses, the lighting was terrible. Basically, mid-day. So I had to do quite a bit of photoshop fuckery to get the pictures even remotely viewable. You’ll see what I mean. Shadows are terrible in places and over saturation is rampant. Doesn’t help that I edited these on my laptop…which seems to show pictures a bit brighter than my desktop, so a few of these are a little dark.. But I tried.
… housing the theater in my university’s center for the arts.
Or should you? From Wikipedia: “For 11,000 years, Native Americans have used this area for their hunting grounds. Long before the Lakota were the little-studied paleo-Indians, followed by the Arikara people. Their descendants live today in North Dakota as a part of the Three Affiliated Tribes. Archaeological records combined with oral traditions indicate that these people camped in secluded valleys where fresh water and game were available year round.”
… yeah, I was a hippie in the ’60s.