tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39400063113436547352024-03-13T17:03:07.750-05:00EvilBear PhotographyA journal to record my growth in the world of photographyevilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.comBlogger581125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-5737241671650132332015-03-07T22:29:00.001-06:002015-03-07T22:29:23.020-06:00Interesting sightsMy son and I had the pleasure of attending an important banquet function last weekend for his Cub Scouts Troop #168. It is an annual celebration of the group known as the Webelos II moving on to Boy Scouts. Of course, it is a large dog and pony show(sometimes literally), to give the younger scouts something to strive for in the future. Start with a nice chicken and mostaciolli evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-71102394845300288692015-02-02T18:28:00.002-06:002015-02-02T18:28:43.405-06:00CelebrationMany of you have probably seen this pic since I posted it on Facebook this weekend. But, I have been informed that not everybody is on Facebook (Shocker!) and that I should repost the shot on my blog. So, here it is. The backstory to the pic is my son and I were coming home from attending an overnight sleepover at the Museum of Science and Industry with the Cub Scouts. All the evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-90385752699246132562015-01-28T22:50:00.001-06:002015-01-28T22:51:06.512-06:00The thrill of victory and the agony of defeatWe've all seen it. Years ago for anyone anywhere close to my age, we all saw the agony of defeat every Saturday afternoon as the opening of the Wide World of Sports. Gruesome, but, like a good train wreck, hard to turn away from. That may be why I so look forward each year to the Norge Ski Jump held here in the area. 110th year of the event. In Olympic years it plays a bigevilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-25141490819736433452015-01-24T20:42:00.001-06:002015-01-24T20:44:07.947-06:00Introducing "The Destroyer"Yep, that is his name. Today was the start of league play for my son for basketball. As he came out of the tunnel, each kid's name was announced. And he was, to our surprise, called out as Derek "The Destroyer" Zelazoski. Even more surprisingly, our last name was pronounced properly. Unfortunately, league play started with a loss, but it was a good game (the other team had a evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-68561908830748812462015-01-23T22:09:00.002-06:002015-01-23T22:09:52.695-06:00Going to the chapel...As many of you know, I made my way to Arizona in September to visit a friend and goof around with my camera in a different environment. Little did I know it was to be a pilgrimage as well. One of the areas we explored was Sedona. And, as well as being a beautiful place with all its red rock, it evidently can lead to a religious experience. We found this cool historic evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-6798337464375240792014-12-23T23:03:00.002-06:002014-12-23T23:03:26.496-06:00Red Sector AI often use song titles to title my posts. Of course, I try to make it something people know and then I make sure it fits the picture being posted. I veered a little tonight. The title of the post is from a song by Rush that was on one of their albums in the mid 80's. I know some of my readers picked up on it and even more are saying to themselves, "Oh yeah, I remember evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-36947843148845237452014-12-12T19:34:00.001-06:002014-12-12T19:34:06.418-06:00What's Black and White.......and red all over?Riddle for the day- see the title of this post. Aw come on. This is the oldest riddle in the book. I'm not sure what the real answer is either. But here it is a black crow sitting in a snowy field in front of a big red barn. Talk about your contrasting colors.
evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-49652477765279458232014-12-05T20:07:00.004-06:002014-12-05T20:07:56.197-06:00Holiday ExpressBeing the lucky guy that I am, my son indulges me in my favorite pasttime........sometimes. Coming back from our holiday up nort', I asked if he minded if we hit some backroads on the way back to Illinois to see if I could find any shots to take with my camera. And he obliged. We were about to finish and get back on the main road when I hear that whistle blowing and saw it evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-41232278332345010602014-11-30T20:01:00.002-06:002014-11-30T20:01:39.168-06:00Off the beaten pathTraveling some of the backroads of Northern Wisconsin, it never ceases to amaze me some of the structures you find. A turn down a gravel road and a few more zig zags brought me to this dwelling. While obviously not lived in at the time, if ever, the area around it was nicely kept up with a little bridge going over a ditch and the remains of what was a little swingset. The bridgeevilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-45965653352080510682014-11-19T21:15:00.001-06:002014-11-19T21:15:04.758-06:00What did I do?Out West, at almost any time of the day, I noticed, you could look around you, and in some direction or another you would find an incredible cloud bank. This would happen several times a day and it would kind of just creep up on you. Here is a shot of just one of the many cloud banks we saw. Even more impressive when you have a mountain or something in front of you and you come aroundevilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-58025893510894611822014-11-15T20:46:00.002-06:002014-11-15T20:46:45.697-06:00We've Got A JumperGrowing up in Northern Wisconsin, there was a local river spot where, as kids, we would hang out some in the summer. One of the highlights was the crazy guys and gals who would jump from a set of rocks down into a small pool of water. It was a 40 foot leap of faith. Trust me, it looked much higher standing at the top of those rocks. I experienced it. And each year 99.6% of the evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-65417730471625705082014-11-12T20:53:00.001-06:002014-11-12T20:53:54.626-06:00May I have this dance?Haven't been to a high school varsity football game in many years. While on vacation in Arizona, I had a chance to go to one due to my buddy's hometown team was playing in the area we happened to be that night. Sounded like a good way to soak up the local vibe. And it was. And we got to witness his teams running back score like 6 or maybe even 7 touchdowns while enroute toevilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-66736007762044039112014-11-10T18:25:00.001-06:002014-11-10T18:26:58.288-06:00Deer Arizona,They aren't actually deer, but saying "Elk Arizona", doesn't work. Some of the Arizona wildlife sneaking through the woods. They were pretty skittish during my time there; it was hunting season for them. Might have seen a nice bull with them, but I think we saw him in the back of someone's truck earlier in the day.
evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-85901804687488440892014-11-07T19:49:00.002-06:002014-11-07T19:49:30.561-06:00Morning has brokenAnd when it breaks over the ridges of the Grand Canyon, it really breaks. In my limited travels, I don't know if I've ever seen a better place to witness the dawning of new day, as I'm sure the guy in the picture believes also. He was probably thinking that same thing,..... or planning a jump to end it all. I'll go with the first option.
evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-50293115653915772662014-11-02T08:50:00.001-06:002014-11-02T08:52:36.625-06:00Sharp eye developmentOne of my memories as a kid growing up in Northern Wisconsin is my dad being able to pick out a deer moving through the woods while we are driving down the road at 50+ miles an hour. I'm sure those abilities came with him being a deer hunter, boredom while driving the miles of countryside roads, and just a natural development of looking for wildlife. Back in the day, you HAD to look evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-43990144266436593932014-10-27T21:42:00.001-05:002014-10-27T21:42:57.764-05:00Rollin' InA beautiful sunset over the Grand Canyon with the fog rollin' in to the canyon.
evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-45406730693127199192014-10-20T21:41:00.002-05:002014-10-20T21:41:45.899-05:00IsolatedNot much to say here but while walking down one of the sides of the canyon, I looked up to see this lone Yucca. With very little greenery around and sunset approaching, it stood out like a lake in the desert.
evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-89111759247571255222014-10-18T23:06:00.001-05:002014-10-18T23:07:29.332-05:00OverwhelmedWe got our first look of the big hole in the ground near sunset. Here was my first view and shot of the canyon. So big. So beautiful. So overwhelming.
evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-54816865768649975172014-10-17T23:50:00.000-05:002014-10-17T23:50:14.563-05:00Fields of GoldSo, we were driving in the higher elevations of Arizona and as we come out of a forested area we noticed to our left a sight that as a "photographer" made me scream "STOP" to my friend and driver, Brian. At first, I think, he thought we were about to hit something or run off the edge of a mountain, but he eventually realized why I was in a panic to stop the car. You see, usually when evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-62161351991961112182014-10-15T20:14:00.000-05:002014-10-15T20:17:02.188-05:00Where's Hoss and Little JoeYou would think if you heard the terms "Ponderosa Pines" you would see Pa, or Little Joe, or Hoss hanging around. (Maybe I'm dating myself). But, I didn't see any of them. The pines, though, were quite magnificent. Most of the mountains of Northern Arizona are covered with them. I'm sure the ones I was seeing or had access to were not necessarily virgin pines. Even evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-71213882748567627102014-10-14T21:25:00.001-05:002014-10-14T21:25:57.811-05:00Well, I'm standing on a corner, in Winslow, Arizona....................Not exactly Winslow. More like just outside of Phoenix. Finally, yes, finally, I am trying to go through my pics of my trip to Arizona last month. Never have I went so long between taking shots and reviewing them, but, hey, life is busy right now. I don't know how the pros get through it all when they have deadlines.
Last month, I made the cross country trip to the evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-91449220100997846302014-09-06T18:24:00.001-05:002014-09-06T18:24:35.824-05:00Soccer StudToday was the first game of the new soccer season for my son, Derek. New season, new team, new coach, new teammates, and a new role on the team. Last year, his first, he was mainly a defensive player, and that was mainly because there were two other kids that were scoring machines. He likes defense, but if they ain't kicking it towards you, it can get a little boring. He worked evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-31308172405559260892014-08-24T17:15:00.001-05:002014-08-24T17:20:03.674-05:00The World is a StageOne of my favorite things to photograph are concert events. These days are great for this with the advent of festivals and bands continuing their music careers with touring smaller venues later in their careers. For awhile, the person carrying a camera was considered the enemy and often times was banished to the back of the crowd or their equipment confiscated while the show was on if not evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-85553012594886793302014-07-31T00:25:00.001-05:002014-07-31T00:27:08.108-05:00High Lake is more like Fire LakeSpent a great week up north last week camping with my boy. Didn't do alot of photography with my good camera, did more with my phone. But, I did manage to grab a few shots. Here is one of a secluded lake near where we were camping. The nice thing about High lake is you can get nice sunset pictures of it while the lake we were camping on is more of a sunrise lake. This was evilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006311343654735.post-25937373656753213892014-06-01T21:10:00.002-05:002014-06-01T21:10:37.142-05:00Dance, Dance, Dance the Night AwayAnother year of dance classes for my daughter, and another 3 hour dance recital. Whew!! That's alot of dancing. I got tired just sitting and watching. It was a great event, though. And I must add, my daughter was flawless on stage. She had the moves and she also sported the biggest smile of all during her performance. Below are some pics that show her in actionevilbearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12159853382822248380noreply@blogger.com1