A further update on my recent obsession with jacking my old photos to hell and back with cheap post-processing tools.
This particular photo was messed about with using Art & Mobile’s “TiltShift Generator” for iOS. There’s apparently an Adobe Air version, but I’ve given up Flash and its bastard stepchildren for not-Lent so I haven’t seen it in action.
I’ve never been too terribly into post processing my photos, but there are so many nice iOS tools (way less overhead than firing up a beast like Photoshop) for doing post-processing now, and they’re really fun to use. I have about a half dozen little $0-$3 tools for doing fun things to pictures.
I always liked this picture, but I was never very happy with the color (the original was very much on the cool side, thanks to misconfigured white balance on the camera) or the DOF. I fixed the DOF with TiltShiftGen and took some wacky liberties with the tint in PS Express, both on the iPad.
The original, for comparison:
iPhone 4 makes a nice “everywhere” camera.
Shot via Pro HDR.
It took 5½ years to get there, but I think this is a nice time to look back on the photos I’ve posted to Flickr over time.
Driving down Jefferson in Ecorse and Wyandotte. Saw the ice floating down the river and liked the way the sun was hitting it. Pulled over in the parking lot of the Pier 500 bar and got a half-dozen shots before my battery died.
“My name is Sue! How do you do?! Now you gonna die!”
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes,
And he went down, but to my surprise,
Come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
So I busted a chair right across his teeth,
And we crashed through the walls and into the streets,
Kickin’ and a-gougin’ in the mud and the blood and beer.
Now I tell you, I’ve fought tougher men,
But I really can’t remember when:
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
But I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
And he went for his gun, but I pulled mine first,
And he sat there lookin’ at me, and I saw him smile.
He said: “Son, this world is rough,
And if a man’s gonna make it he’s gotta be tough,
And I knew I wouldn’t be there to help you along.
So I give you that name and I said goodbye,
And I knew you’d have to get tough or die,
And it’s that name that’s helped to make you strong!
— Johnny Cash, “A Boy Named Sue”