Showing posts with label good friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label good friday. Show all posts

Friday, April 15, 2022

Today Is Good Friday...



...the start of Easter weekend...when Christians the world over celebrate the death and resurrection of Christ.

For most folks Easter's a yawn, just a day to indulge the kids with candy, stuffed animals, and maybe an Easter egg hunt...



...weather permitting, of course.

Nothing wrong with celebrating and having some fun; we used to when the kids were little.

In those days we usually had some month left over at the end of the money, but we always tried to scrape enough together for their Easter baskets.

And why not?

They were kids, and we wanted to make it fun for them.

But as the Apostle Paul wrote, "When I was a child I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man I put away childish things." (I Corinthians 13:11)

Rightly so, especially on Easter, because this day above all others has eternal consequences.

On Good Friday, while Jesus hung on Calvary's cross, the wrath of God burned on him for three hours as he paid the awful price for our sins.

Isaiah wrote, "Surely He hath borne our griefs and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem Him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.

"But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon Him, and with His stripes we are healed." (Isaiah 53:4,5)

The resurrection is proof God accepted His sacrifice...



...so we can have peace with our Creator and eternal life in heaven with Him.

God's done all the heavy lifting here, so what's your part in this?

Simple: <trust Him>

Happy Resurrection Weekend.


Behold the magic of waiting:


If you're of a certain age you recognize the above as a Polaroid picture, and unlike today's digital photography that's truly instant, taking pictures with a Polaroid camera involves some wait time...



...for that wonderful analog chemical reaction to percolate awhile as it cooks up an amazing picture right there in front of your beady little eyes.

The irony, of course, is that back in the day when Polaroid cameras were first introduced - think 1948 and the Polaroid Land Camera Model 95 - they were hailed as "instant photography".

No waiting!  Instant pictures!


Compared to the normal process of taking an entire roll of film, then removing it from the camera, packing it up and sending it away for development - something that could easily take a week or more - a Polaroid picture was indeed "instant".

And the Polaroids of old did develop more quickly than these Polaroid redux pictures do.

Whatever the chemical mixture was back then - now banned - it was much faster.

Within a few short minutes you saw your handiwork appear like a phantom emerging from the mist until voila!



Your masterpiece metamorphosed into vibrant reality right there in your sweaty mitts.

Today it's more like 10 or 15 minutes, and they actually continue their chemical process for quite awhile after that.

So...given the wait, the cost, the quality compared to ultra hi-res digital photos...is it worth it?



Sorry...didn't mean to insult your intelligence with such a dumb question.

Obviously it's worth it.

All you have to do is take one look at the camera that produces those pictures:



What?  You don't think that looks like a camera?

How about now?


Yeah...that flat rectangle was the original Transformer, an engineering and photographic marvel that - with a pull of the hand - miraculously morphed into the coolest camera ever invented:



The Polaroid SX-70, introduced in 1972.

A decade later it was out of production, but thanks to the Impossible Project in 2013, now succeeded by the rebirth of much improved Polaroid film, these classic cameras live again.



The SX-70 film is quite sensitive to over exposure, so it takes some experimentation with the light / dark adjustment to get it right.

Polaroid recommends setting the light/dark dial a third of the way toward darken:


That, however, is just a recommendation and each camera is a little different, so it can take awhile to find the sweet spot on your particular SX-70.

After more than my share of failures...



...I'm now finding success with this camera.

Indoors the camera actually adjusts to lower light conditions by using a slower shutter speed - a bit unnerving the first time you press the shutter button and experience this long pause before the film ejects.



Never fear, as long as you didn't punch the button, but firmly pressed and held it a moment, the film will eject...just be sure you hold the camera steady during the pause to reduce blurring.



Indoors at night requires a flash attachment and the results are variable.

If you're photographing something up close, it tends to highlight/wash out that person or object while most of the background fades to black.



If you're not taking a closeup it seems to work a little better...


...though I probably should have had the light/dark dial a click more toward darken.

Those last two were taken with a vintage NOS SX-70 flash bar, though Polaroid does sell an electronic one.

Bottom line, your best pictures will happen when there's lots of natural daylight, either inside or outside, and I absolutely love the rich, soft, creamy colors you get with the SX-70 film.



This camera is so cool it should have been a mid century modern marvel, but missed that era by 7 years or so.



Sadly, that drops it solidly into the 1970s, the dumbest decade on record:

Jimmy Carter, pet rocks, disco, polyester leisure suits, the Chevy Chevette, my first marriage...

The 70's owe the world an apology for pretty much everything EXCEPT the Polaroid SX-70 camera.

(And my oldest son...he was born in the 70's, so we'll carve out an exception for him.

(Um...and my co-worker Larry, also born in the 70's; and come to think of it, the Atari was kind of cool, and I did like Jaws; and Star Wars wasn't bad...)

Ok, forget all that.

The point is, you want to be one of the cool kids, right?


Of course you do, so get your hands on one of these classic SX-70 cameras, buy some Polaroid film and start making some instant memories.



And now I see we've arrived at the terminus of another blog entry...



...well, not that terminus...that one's in Australia where the fascists locked down the citizenry per instructions from Dr. Fraud himself, Anthony Fauci.

Either way, it is that time again, so you better lock it up...



later, mcm fans...

Friday, April 2, 2021

Tough Week...

 

...but we soldier on.

What else can we do?

As my oldest son said the other day, "This really hurts, but Ryan's not coming back."

True enough, and it reminds me of what King David said when the child he had with Bathsheba died.


And that is true; we can't bring Ryan back, no matter how much we fast and weep over this loss.

We shall, however, join him when our time comes and we go the way of all flesh.

Until then I will always remember my little almond eyed boy...


...laughing and playing with his brothers.


Though at 6'5" and 270 pounds he grew to be a formidable presence...


...yet he retained a quick wit and a love for his family.



And while there is great comfort knowing Ryan trusted Christ as his Savior when he was a little boy, there is still a very heavy sorrow blanketing all of life right now.

Of course I’m stricken by memories of my failures...those times he needed compassion more than discipline and mercy rather than judgment.

But even if I’m not, he’s past all that now.

As I told a friend, I know Ryan is happy and whole.

He wouldn’t trade his new life in heaven for his old, pain filled earthly existence.

But getting my heart to feel what my head knows is my current dilemma.

I'll spare you a descent into the maudlin sentimentality of a grieving father.

Suffice to say this one's going to hurt for a while.


And so, in the "stiff upper lip" department, we continue on with the daily routines of life.

These include mundane details, like replacing a defective GE dishwasher with a used one made by Bosch...


...and selling the Giganta-fridge we removed from our kitchen...


...when we replaced it with Phil...



...such is the warp and woof of our quotidian existence, I suppose.


In the evenings we continue mining entertainment nuggets from foreign lands.

Having marched through Foyle's War, we then made our rounds with Dr. Finlay, the Scottish TV series based on characters created by A.J. Cronin...


...and starring David Rintoul as the good doctor.


It also features that great Scottish character actor Ian Bannen...

(be sure to see him in Waking Ned Devine)

...as Dr. Cameron...and who, as expected, steals every scene he's in.

Set in the post-war years in Tannochbrae, this is a lovely series that aired 4 years, from 1993 through 1996.

Unlike American TV, they felt no need to tie up every show with a neat little bow, choosing instead to leave the details as they often are in life...messy and uncertain at times.

The final episode, about their snowbound Hogmanay celebration, is a touching and fitting farewell to the series.

Definitely recommended.

We're now investigating selected seasons of Poirot...

David Suchet as Hercule Poirot

...the long running British series about Agatha Christie's quirky but brilliant detective.

In the visual delights department, every episode features an abundance of elegant 1930's art deco architecture and design.  Love that era.

With good acting based on great writing and high production values you can't go wrong.

God Save The Queen, y'all.


A few parting shots as you drift toward the exit...

beautiful daffodils decorating the early spring landscape


decent smoke, love the name and the box is cool


mr. groundhog makes his debut



tulips just in time for Easter



the bright promise of a new day



On this Good Friday, as we prepare to celebrate Easter and the resurrection of Christ, I am especially thankful for God's promise of eternal life.

Previously, heaven was a distant dream, an ethereal theological truth based on the teachings of Jesus:

"In My Father’s house are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.

"And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself; that where I am, there you may be also."   

- John 14:2-3

Today heaven is no longer a philosophical abstraction; it's my joyful expectation.

Someone special lives there now, and I long to see him again.


later, mcm fans.