Greg Molyneux Photography

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  • Generations Duet

    Generations Duet

    Guitarist Sahara Moon and harmonica player Gordon Woolley play a duet.
    Generations Duet — 100mm | f/1.4 | ISO 100 | EXP 1/160

    Last Saturday I took part in Fun(d) the Foundation. For the second year running and with Weather NJ playing host, volunteers cobbled together a fundraising soirée. The proceeds will benefit Long Beach Island Foundation of the Arts and Sciences. The evening featured a curated buffet of local fare provided by several local eateries. It was a robust spread anchored by scallops fresh off the boat. (Shout-out to Dan Molyneux for the killer recipe.) Many thanks to all who donated sponsorship, art, food, time, and patronage. The evening would not have happened without your support.

    Once I was able to break away from the grill I manned my station as photographer. A rather poor performance on my part left me flustered at the grill plates for the better half of the evening. If you loathed the chicken satay you have me to thank. Eager to move on dot org from my cooking failure I was glad to take up the camera. Even though I am lost when photographing people.

    By this point everyone was well sated and back to imbibing spirited beverages. The audience fell quiet before the young and talented Sahara Moon. This singer-songwriter of a most excellent folksy bent has carved out a well deserved reputation. Sahara Moon is ours, south Jersey, and we are all the better for it. She took to the stage and plucked skillful covers and soulful originals, crooning the night away. It set an ideal stage to a subdued and classy evening.

    As the night drew to a close and Sahara was about to set down her Martin Guitar, Gordon Woolley shocked us all. With superb showmanship he bound to the stage and thus produced a harmonica from his pocket. With perfect timing, two strangers book ending two generations worked a sublime duet. The only thing that called into question the spontaneity of the moment was how well the two performers merged. It was as though they had rehearsed this little number several times beforehand. Swept away, the crowd swooned. It was the perfect finish to a wonderful night—all grills aside.

  • Tend Your Craft

    Tend Your Craft

    Black and white photograph of Jeff Ruemeli working a soda kiln.
    Tend Your Craft — 35mm | f/1.4 | ISO 160 | EXP 1/30

    So this is how pots are made—or fired, anyway. Last night I dropped on by the old yacht club—Long Beach Island Foundation (not a yacht club). Ceramics lead guy and all around bearded fellow, Jeff Ruemeli, was working the soda kiln with an eager assistant whom I do not know well enough to use her name without permission. Over the next few hours I watched the taring of scales; encountered esoteric recipes as ingredients were weighed, measured, and mixed. Saw water boil—with my own eyes! Even listened to some Journey. Then there were (was?) the burritos. Not the edible kind which was a real bummer since I was hungry enough to eat a fist. Apparently after you mix all the powdered chemical ingredients with the boiling water you lump them out onto old newspaper and wrap them like burritos. Cool enough from a learning perspective; hardly satisfactory from a hunger perspective.

    Once these machinations were complete I made for my trunk and grabbed my camera—also not edible. Behind LBIF we stood around the soda kiln in almost ritualized fashion. My mind turned to our ancestors from a far distant past. There is something quite literally ancient about pottery. While I don’t know much I do know this—its roots are firmly entrenched in a past long gone, and little has changed throughout the millennia. Was this how it was for Athenian potters? Laboring tirelessly under the yolk of a towering Acropolis and roundly dismissed in their time? Like too many other masters their skill and higher purpose was not recognized until they had long passed on. To the vested Athenian these were mere vessels for keeping grain and wine. Complete myopia beyond functional utility. Historical perspective brings a greater meaning to the here and now where three people who have never been in your kitchen found themselves on Long Beach Island honoring proud traditions born of misunderstood beginnings.

    Back in the present and on my way home I stopped for Taco Bell.

  • Circular Motion

    Circular Motion

    Low key square format black and white photo of a circular form sculpture.
    Circular Motion — 35mm | f/1.4 | ISO 100 | EXP 1/3200

    Circular motion will be something of a recurring theme as we spiral toward the 2016 Labor Day Weekend along U.S. the eastern seaboard. Recently named Tropical Storm Hermine is spooling up in the Gulf of Mexico as she creeps slowly toward the Florida Panhandle. While it’s hardly locked down there’s growing consensus that after initial landfall the storm will look to spin its way up the east coast, potentially wreaking havoc on weekend plans, fresh hairstyles, and coastal communities up and down the seaboard. Prolonged rain, wind, and tidal surge will open the door to disruptive conditions for the foreseeable future. Such is the way of things, the way of the weather.

    Subject to storm surge and flooding is LBI’s own Long Beach Island Foundation—also known as the place I made this photograph. Scattered about the grounds are a litany of visually appealing and thought provoking sculptures. I was particularly drawn to a vertical array of circular forms orderly arranged on a ladder type apparatus. If my memory serves me the whole piece was in the ballpark of three feet wide and nine feet high. I tucked in close with my 35mm lens set wide open at f/1.4 to create a shallow depth of field image that accentuated the form and contrast of the circular disks. This one is all about form fleshed out through light and shadow play.

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  • I’ve Been Searching for a Marsh of Gold

    I’ve Been Searching for a Marsh of Gold

    Golden hour photo from LBIF marsh featuring crepuscular rays.
    I’ve Been Searching for a Marsh of Gold — 35mm | f/5.6 | ISO 100 | EXP 1/800

    Vantage points matter. Not just in photography but in life as well. If we keep looking out at the Candy Land game board of human existence from the same height, the same level, we’re bound to miss out on new perspective and ostensibly new ideas. Our dice roles repeatedly coming up snake eyes and into the Molasses Swamp we sink. Ofttimes the same old thing may may breed new life when seen from a different visual plane. So get out there—look up, look down, get on your hands and knees and climb high to peer out over a sugar-fused world.

    Of course being a south Jersey flatlander the climb high bit is at times wee problematic. Especially if you’re not toting a 30 foot ladder in your back pocket. Enter Long Beach Island and its litany of rooftop decks. But please, no trespassing. More specific to this example is the top deck at the Long Beach Island Foundation of the Arts and Sciences. Flanking the main building to the north is a wing of classrooms, and above said classrooms sits one of many rooftop deck devices. Here one is afforded a primetime view out over the bayside marsh to the west. Romance optional. From this vantage point viewers are treated to an unimpeded view of about 300 yards of pristine salt marsh. From there the marsh bleeds out to the bay—deep breath… ah! Better still is the view off to the distance of both an osprey platform and its subsequent osprey blind—perfect for up close and personal bird watching. (Alas they’re quite small in this photograph, but if you squint hard enough and tap your toes three times you’ll see them. Or you could just click the last two links to see the YouTube videos.)

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