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.
Everthing is farther away than it used to be. It is even twice as
far to the corner and they have added a hill. I have given up running for
the bus; it leaves earlier than it used to.
It seems to me they are making the stairs steeper than in the old
days. And have you noticed the smaller print they use in the newspapers?
There is no sense in asking anyone to read aloud anymore, as everbody
speaks in such a low voice I can hardly hear them.
The material in dresses is so skimpy now, especially around the hips
and waist, that it is almost impossible to reach one’s shoelaces. And the
sizes don’t run the way they used to. The 12’s and 14’s are so much smaller.
Even people are changing. They are so much younger than they used to
be when I was their age. On the other hand people my age are so much older
than I am.
I ran into an old classmate the other day and she has aged so much
that she didn’t recognize me.
I got to thinking about the poor dear while I was combing my hair
this morning and in so doing I glanced at my own reflection. Really now,
they don’t even make good mirrors like they used to.
Sandy Frazier, “I Have Noticed”