The Squeaky Robot

A Meddling Robot in a Human's World

Posts tagged “camera

Beatniks in Wine Country

Posted on March 8, 2013

and all I’m taking is my camera, film, toothbrush, and books. While I’ve never been to the Pacific Northwest, it’s not the sites I’m concerned with this time around. This week-long adventure is completely people-oriented. One of my best friends goes to Berkeley, so I’m flying to San Francisco and soliciting her for her company and food recommendations. Then it’s off to Oregon, a supposedly magical state where some epic kids I came to know and love in Russia now reside. First Eugene then Portland, the city “where young people go to retire”. I look forward to the beers and reminiscing of our stint in Petersburg. Seattle is last, and this is where I get to have a much-awaited dinner with my travel muse,…

The Hobby

Posted on June 3, 2012

I don’t know why I take photos. Blake Bergen, photographer, photojournalist, and scattered blogger (he has, like, 8 blogs), declares photography his passion because it “highlights the little details of life that often go unnoticed”. Or something along that line. It’s been a while since we discussed it, walking lackadaisically along some rural Chinese path in Little Likeng. Pretty much everything in that village was photogenic, especially its tiny peculiarities. If they weren’t, Blake found a way to make them so. The kid has an eye. So he’s named a reason behind his passion. It’s a simple one but it’s fair. Simple beauties are overlooked and photography gives anyone a chance to be a true Romantic, a modern William Wordsworth. But replace the quill…

Just Keep Swimming

Posted on January 25, 2011

I consider myself an amateur photographer. I play around with my settings a lot, and I’ve taught myself a great deal but there’s still a long way to get to National Geographic quality. Many photos turn out poorly, but once in a while I get a shot like this. I went on a small fishing excursion with my little brother. He hooked this baby fish, and he carefully pressed back the fish’s stinging fins. What gets me every time is the creature’s “Oh! You’ve caught me!” face. That, with my brother’s dirty, pudgy hands is what makes me so proud of this shot. I resolve to keep on trying. Right now, I’d say out of every 100 shots, I get 5 or 10 great…