Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Friday, November 26, 2010
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Chips
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
One year old

Little Moonface is a whole year old. How fast is time flying by? Before you know it the little sprout will be heading off to college. For the time being her days are spent with diaper changes, spoon-fed meals, and big people fussing over her. She IS the center of the Universe, for now, and that is good.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Christmas Tree
This year my Christmas tree is a small grape stem and Fimo ornaments. By-far, the smallest tree I've ever put up for a holiday season.

Along with the tree I crafted the Christmas Carp, who brings gifts to all the good little fishies around the world.

And we can't forget our visiting Martian Robot, here on Earth to observe his first-ever Christmas. The little Devil Troll tormenting bad children on Christmas morning, and the Easter Bunny, in high-spirits for the holiday!! Plus, the Candy-Cane Snake, slithering into a stocking near you!

They glow in the dark too!

I do believe my Christmas tableau is set for presents and festivities.
Ho Ho Ho ya'll.

Along with the tree I crafted the Christmas Carp, who brings gifts to all the good little fishies around the world.

And we can't forget our visiting Martian Robot, here on Earth to observe his first-ever Christmas. The little Devil Troll tormenting bad children on Christmas morning, and the Easter Bunny, in high-spirits for the holiday!! Plus, the Candy-Cane Snake, slithering into a stocking near you!

They glow in the dark too!

I do believe my Christmas tableau is set for presents and festivities.
Ho Ho Ho ya'll.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Nostalgia
My dad, 1st Lieutenant Paul F. Chessare, Navigator, began his first missions in Europe in a B-24 Liberator, Snafuperman. The B-24s were also known as the flying gas tank, as they tended to explode when switching fuel tanks. Dad transitioned into B-17s when they came on-line. 31 missions later, 8 bombers shot out from under him, ditching twice in the English Channel, he finished the war without a scratch, physically.

I spliced 3 pics together to make this pic (large download). Notice under the wing the chubby guy on the left is doubled.

Because I was shooting with my telephoto lens at a long distance, I was using a very fast shutter speed. I inadvertently froze the props which were actually spinning at a high rate, only the blade which is pointing directly at the camera shows a little blurred movement.

Nine-O-Nine nose art


Here are a few pictures of Sentimental Journey when she came to Albany airport in '03.
Firing up No. 3

There nothing, nothing as beautiful as the sound of 4 radial, Wright R Cyclones.
Gear coming down.

Sentimental Journey nose art

On the enlarged picture you can see the listed crew weight of 1200 lbs. Men were smaller back in the forties, the B-17 had a crew of 10 guys, that's just 120 lbs a piece.

I spliced 3 pics together to make this pic (large download). Notice under the wing the chubby guy on the left is doubled.

Because I was shooting with my telephoto lens at a long distance, I was using a very fast shutter speed. I inadvertently froze the props which were actually spinning at a high rate, only the blade which is pointing directly at the camera shows a little blurred movement.

Nine-O-Nine nose art


Here are a few pictures of Sentimental Journey when she came to Albany airport in '03.
Firing up No. 3

There nothing, nothing as beautiful as the sound of 4 radial, Wright R Cyclones.
Gear coming down.

Sentimental Journey nose art

On the enlarged picture you can see the listed crew weight of 1200 lbs. Men were smaller back in the forties, the B-17 had a crew of 10 guys, that's just 120 lbs a piece.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Adirondack Balloon Festival
Friday, September 14, 2007
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