Photo 101 Addendum: Carrier Dome walk gallery

My dear wife Karen and I walked from our car in the West lot to the University Sheraton to the Carrier Dome on Friday night to see two games in the NCAA Tournament Sweet Sixteen, East Region style. I had my iPhone 6 out the whole way, even though I had posted my last assignment…

Photo 101: We depart in triumph

The Final Lesson. I expected something dramatic as we say farewell to Photo 101, and the words sent by Krista for lesson 20 did not disappoint. Triumph and contrast. Life serves some of the first to the fortunate and plenty of the second, always. I looked through the photographs I’ve taken these four weeks on…

The Little Bitty in Syracuse, N.Y.

Photo 101: Keeping my edge aligned

As Photo 101 winds down in week four, I want to make sure I concentrate hard. You know. Keep my edge. Make sure I use these parcels of enlightenment to gain as much knowledge to make my blog photographs captured by my iPhone 6 and iPad Air as good as they can be. So I…

Photo 101: Bloggers under glass

It was the words of my longtime friend Jim McKeever, the brain behind the terrific blog Irish Investigations that convinced me that signing up for Photo 101 was a good idea. So when he suggested that a working lunch to discuss a weekday assignment may be mandatory, I was two thumbs up. Lesson 17, Cheri’s…

Photo 101: Weekend of cropping and B&W

Our weekend assignments in Photo 101 advise us to look back, mull, dwell, take action. This morning some thousand-plus runners in the Syracuse Half-Marathon ran through my Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood, and I took a lot of photographs with my iPhone 6. Indeed, I posted a handful already today. I think I’ll offer more,…

Thornden Park, Syracuse, N.Y.

Photo 101: No place to go but up for landscapes

Wide open spaces. That’s what I think about when the name Anson Williams and the word landscapes are thrown around, such as Cheri did for Photo 101 lesson 15. Wait a second. Potsie Weber from “Happy Days” didn’t shoot great photographs of the world we live in. Make that Ansel Adams. I knew I was…