Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Drip, drip, drip...

Above all else, a hobby represents fun!  If it's not fun, it's not a hobby...its drudgery.   I do spend some time on the 'net checking out what others have come up with - and this one has been ticking around in my head for quite some time.  It was pushed forward in the creative queue quite by accident.

My obsession with water continues.  This weekend I was handed an opportunity by the Squidnificant Other (my boyfriend's 'stage name' has been Dr. Squid forever...) by a quirky set of coincidences... 

We spend some time together during the week - separated by band practices, work, and about 12 miles.  Weekends we spend more time together, when life doesn't interfere.  Sooooo....

Saturday night.  We cuddled, we watched a movie, we browsed the web, we did the things that couples do.  I finally ran out of oomph around 2am, and curled up in bed, while he stayed up to check a few things.  Make some snarky remarks and/or thoughtful dissertations on Facebook.  Send out a few emails to the band on rehearsal schedules.  Do a bit more research on something that catches his eye on the web. 

You have to realize my S.Q.O. is a fully-functional night person - he works well and has knife-sharp clarity once the clock reaches those early AM hours, and distainfully disregards that the world's standard is sleep at this time.  Honestly, he'd be a natural at a 3rd shift job - it's his preferred time of the day...but he tries to keep closer hours to mine, which mirror the old 9-5er job and a sleep schedule to match.  What can I makes you do strange things me staying up until 2am and him fighting his own internal clock.

I'm not sure what caused it, as I was in the bedroom lost in dreams...but he ended up with a wild craving for jelly.  Bread.  A schmear of peanut butter.  And one simply does not ignore the after-midnight munchies.

Sooo - bread.  Check.  Next to the microwave.

Peanut butter.  Check.  In the cupboard, 2nd shelf, to the left, behind the honey.

Knife.  Plate.  Check and check.  IT'S SAMMICH TIME!

Jelly.  In the fridge, on the door, middle shelf, about in the middle of the door.  EWWWWW!

I have to interject here, quite apologetically, that sometimes, I forget that certain contents in my refrigerator exist, and science projects happen.  One day, I hope to evolve a new lifeform that will, in its gratitude from being released from the refrigerator, fix Wisconsin's weather to be 72.5 degrees  and sunny year round, with light rain overnight, except on holidays and scheduled camping/photo trips.

So - frustrated and thwarted (and a little bit disgusted) he ends the life of my little biological colony with extremely hot water and dish soap, and then leaves the jar in the sink filled with water to soak out the overly sticky remnants. 

I'm sure he found something companionable to snack on to satiate the midnight-munchies...but he didn't let me in on the ingredients in his snack-a-palooza.

When I got up in the morning, I saw the evidence of the thwarted sandwich.  It was sad, really - the peanut butter jar, bread, plate and knife were all poised and ready on the counter, patiently waiting for the jelly to join the sammich party.  I feel so bad that they all got stood up.

And then I saw the jar in the sink.  Filled with water and under the spout - which has a slow drip (I gotta keep reminding myself to ask the building superintendent to fix that...) and it struck me...catching a water drop in motion has been on my bucket list (I just HAD realize that....) for a long time.  Hello, opportunity!

I snapped off a series - blurry....blech.  Missed the drip...fooey!  Shutter speed too slow...indistinct image.  Too high...darkness.

I ran through a lot of variations on settings - always remembering my exposure triangle, until I got one that froze the water in mid-splash.  You can see that the drips above the splash are still a bit indistinct, but I got very, very close to what I wanted.

I see another 'bout of learning on the web for how to correctly frame, light, focus and capture a drop in the throws of the splash - but for a first attempt, I'd say not too bad...

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