Sometimes the best color is black and white
OK, I know this is supposed to be all about color, but winter at the beach really calls for black and white.
I’m working on a post about printing great 4-color black and white on an offset press. You need a cooperative printer and a few extra skills, but it can be done. Check back here soon.


Visions of the Apocolypse
While in Las Vegas at Photoshop World, I joined a busload of other photographers on a trip to the Neon Boneyard. Quite surreal. Old rusty signs from the Frank Sinatra glory days of Sin City. Someone had the visionary idea that these icons of American excess and fun should be preserved. Hence, the Neon Boneyard.
I felt like a Lilliputian walking among the signs. When they are installed on buildings or poles 60 feet in the air, you don’t realize how big they are. In mothball storage on the ground at the Boneyard, they’re huge.
Here are a few of my favorite images from that shoot. My approach was to try and restore some of the life to the signs. Here they were, dowdy and rusty, gathered together in a heap in the desert sun, not fulfilling their founding mission in life: to light up the night and beckon people in. The least I could do was to restore some dignity to these aging matinee idols.
So, what does this have to do with CMYK 2.0? It’s a reminder (to myself) of why I spend the time getting the color right.



Blogging from the beach
So, the cool thing about THIS post is that I’m at the beach with nothing more than a beer and an iPhone. There really is coming the time when the desktop computer will be a niche tool used for heavy lifting like graphic and video editing. But for the stuff we do everyday, like email, taking and organizing family photos, and even watching TV; the handheld device is all we need.
When you allow yourself to stop and reflect on all this stuff, it really does become amazing.
CMYK Community Board forum closes (… bummer …)

The CMYK Community Board is taking an indefinite break. Our user-to-user forum succumbed to the realities of life in cyberspace. In plain english, that means that the snotty, sun-deprived subculture of social misfits known as hackers and spammers have made life less wonderful for those of us who have good intentions.
The fact is that for every one legitimate user who registered for the forum, there were 300+ illegitimate spambot registrations. The administrative overhead required to winnow out the junk was more than I was able to deal with. After all, I got into this business to take pictures, not to manage misguided teenagers.
The CMYK 2.0 movement is by definition collaborative; communication between users is the key to success. Sadly, we all lose here because the user-to-user forum format is, by it’s very nature, collaborative. But the spirit of the movement will transcend the spit-in-the-eye that is spam. I’ll be keeping the blog going, alive and up-to-date with the latest news and adventures from the field of CMYK and color in general.
Perhaps sometime in the future, when the CMYK 2.0 movement grows from a one-man operation into a fully-staffed multi-national corporation, we may try to revive the forum. But for now, just go out and shoot more pictures, design more stuff, and print beautiful color.
Neon Dreams in Vegas
Going to Photoshop World in Las Vegas? Enter the Peachpit Neon in Your Neighborhood contest and win an opportunity to join me and some other Peachpit authors on the bus for an EARLY MORNING photo safari to the Neon Museum Boneyard. It’s a collection of 150 retired, but classic neon signs from the hey-day of old Las Vegas. Think: hulking pieces of metal with wild shapes and wilder paint jobs - a perfect place to shoot some awesome images. Bring your flash!
But first, you’ve got to win a spot on the bus. To enter, click on the Peachpit link above and follow the directions. Basically, it’s a great excuse to go out in your own home town and shoot some cool photos of neon. Post them to the contest’s Flickr page (at the contest site) and see how it goes. Good luck!!
Here’s my image from the other side of the country - New Jersey (my old stomping grounds). It hollered out at me as I cruised by it on Route 22 in Springfield. Had to stop and turn around. How can you pass up a gimme like that? Yeah, we all need a little charm and comfort.

See you in Vegas…