Isolation Photo Project, Day 73: SOOC?

On his blog, Andy recently reviewed the Panasonic GM-1, a µ 43 camera. I reviewed the Panasonic GM-1 in 2014, and for the small sensor size, I think it is capable of capturing great images. But I also think the camera is too small. Andy has been walking around his home town of Austin, Texas capturing images and sharing them on his blog. I've enjoyed seeing his photogs and reading his commentary, however, after reading his most recent blog post I paused to think.

As I indicated in my recent GM1 Review, I haven’t been totally sold on the Panasonic color. I’m not impressed with the JPEGs, and I’m in the midst of bending the RAWs to my creative will.

I don't think Andy is suggesting that modern photography should be nothing more than pushing a button and letting the camera's JPEG algorithms work their magic but I don't think a camera should be evaluated solely on the SOOC JPEGs it produces.

The "straight out of the camera" philosophy developed during the digital "point-n-shoot" era. I shot 35mm film in the 80s and 90s, and I don't recall ever hearing the phrase "SOOC". SOOC is a myth.

Suppose you are shooting in JPEG mode – you direct the camera to store JPEG images on the memory card. If we look at one of those photos, is that photo SOOC? Well, strictly speaking, it is literally SOOC. But, does it represent an unaltered, unmanipulated photograph? No. There is no such thing.

Renowned photographers like Ansel Adams and Henri Cartier-Bresson worked in the darkroom, tweaking their negatives and prints to achieve the desired result.

I think the ease of access to inexpensive digital cameras and the rise of the smartphone led to more people having access to cameras than ever before. A "it's good enough straight out of the camera" thinking developed. I think this is fine for the casual photographer.

I agree with photographer Tony Drumm, SOOC has become a “see what I can do without using Photoshop or manipulating the photo” sort of bravado. For some in the SOOC camp, this is a method of self aggrandization, of stating that "my photography skills are so good that I don't need to edit". Some photographers use the SOOC as a badge of honour.

I am friends with many local professional photographers, aka photographers with paying clients, who have 40+ years of experience. They taught me that it's the cameras jobs to capture raw data, but it's the photographer's job to turn the raw data into a photograph.


There are no cogs at Facebook. There are complicit accomplices. The accomplices are not changing Facebook from the inside. If you work at Facebook, stop. If you sell coffee to Facebook employees, stop. If you buy ads on Facebook, stop. If you use Facebook to chat with your family and friends, stop. If you are on the board at Facebook, stop. All of these actions help feed Facebook’s community destroying engine.

I will not stop using Facebook.

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Isolation Photo Project, Day 71

The universe wants balance. My camera had so much to work with yesterday. Today, not so much. After sitting in my backyard for thirty minutes, I got a shot of this bird, a White-breasted Nuthatch (Sitta carolinensis).

White-breasted Nuthatches are friendly, active birds known for their clean black, grey, and white feathers. They love feasting on insects and big, meaty seeds. This one often visits my backyard bird feeder. Despite their small size, their voices are surprisingly loud, and their persistent nasal calls help me locate them easily.


It's late at night. I'm exhausted. Bhavna hasn't slept in days, and I may be unable to either.

Up until yesterday, I had avoided reading or watching any news. I had lost interest in a world I couldn't see or touch. I looked at the news headlines again today. The world is still on fire. The anger of people who have been under house arrest, anxious over having money for food, shelter and medicine, scared of dying but also of living the same miserable day over and over again, of feeling like they have no control over life, has exploded onto the street of the United States and the world. The seeds of 400 years of systemic racism and white supremacy bear fruit.

A police officer murdered George Floyd. He strangled him. George Floyd dies of asphyxiation.

And now I read that our president, Donald Trump, threatens to invoke the insurrection act which authorises the United States military to kill civilians.

I thought life during a global pandemic was "unreal", but now it's turned into a horror movie.

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Isolation Photo Project, Day 70: Rocky Brook Trail

Monday afternoon, Bhavna and I hiked the Rocky Brook Trail in East Amwell, New Jersey.

There were times along the trail that I forget to take pictures, especially when I was entranced by the beautiful light filtering through the leaves of the canopy of ash, hickory, birch and maple trees or when we lost ourselves in quiet meditation while gazing at the gurgling water as it meandered around rocks and tree roots. There is so much natural beauty here, the kind of beauty that heals. We lost track of time, hiking, and talking and “being” and not thinking about how the world is on fire.

Today, my friend Chris shared with me a link to David Mathre Backyard Springtime Nature in New Jersey web post. David lives in the area and has spent his time under “shelter-in-place” photographing the wildlife in his backyard. While my backyard faces the woods, it’s fenced off, but I occasionally see foxes, rabbits, and deer. I was especially fascinated by the birds David can photograph at his bird feeder. I have a bird feeder in the tree near my rear deck, but the feeder has a cage to discourage squirrels from eating the bird food. It makes photographing the birds challenging. Chris encouraged me to try sitting as still as possible and waiting for the birds to come to the tree. I had mixed success.

Field Sparrow | Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | Canon EOS 5D Mark III | EF70-200mm f/2.8L IS II USM

The sun was out, and there was an early summer breeze. Bhavna insisted we make use of the day. She wanted to go hiking. We decided to try a new trail, the Rocky Brook Trail, in East Amwell Township in the Sourland Mountain region of Hunterdon County. Our trailhead started at a section of Rocky Brook near CR 518 just west of Rambling Pines Camp but before Route 31.

The 2 km Rocky Brook trail follows a stone-studded tributary of the Stony Brook on the wooded southern flank of the Sourland Mountain Ridge, sometimes right by the stream and sometimes high above it. Before we left, I had told Bhavna that the trail was short, but it seems I misunderstood the trail map on the Sourland Conservancy. We didn’t realise how long we walked until we got to a fork in the trail where we encountered a man and his dog waiting. We stepped into the brush to be sure to provide two metres for him to get by safely.

Our late afternoon hike was loud and boisterous, filled with the sounds of birds and running water. The air was filled with the sweet odours of green negation. The gentle breezes brought the smells of whatever wildflowers were growing in the brush. We had kid-like fun crossing the Rocky Brook at the Stone Crossing.

While I intended to be fully present, I did stop to take photographs. There were times along the trail that I forget to take pictures, especially when I was entranced by the beautiful light filtering through the leaves of the canopy of ash, hickory, birch and maple trees or when we lost ourselves in quiet meditation while gazing at the gurgling water as it meandered around rocks and tree roots. There is so much natural beauty here, the kind of beauty that heals. We lost track of time, hiking, and talking and “being” and not thinking about how the world is on fire.

We continued until we got to the end of the trail at Snydertown Road. According to the Run Keeper app, we hiked 3.73 km including the round trip back on a portion of the Red Trail.

We discussed whether it would be appropriate to pack a backup with water and snacks, bring in two hiking chairs, and set up on the bank of the forest, and dip our feet into the cold stream water. I think I could do that for hours.

Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Sunday 31 May, 2020 | Day 70 | FujiFilm X-T2 | XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
Rocky Brook Trail Map
Rocky Brook Trail Map
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