You heard me right - they changed the name. What was once the Wild Animal Park is now the San Diego Zoo's Safari Park. These kind of changes always baffle me. There's nothing wrong with the previous title and it's how everyone knows the place. But a chat about branding should take place somewhere off this blog, where I have chosen for my business name ... my name.
Anyway, the park is still really awesome, name change or no. I remembered it from my childhood as being way better than the zoo, and it still pretty much is. Aside from the normal animal exhibits, you also get to ride around in a tram and look at the animals in their "natural habitat" doing animaly things and suchlike. The best photo stuff happened at the lion area, so I'll show you that first.
Mama lion decided to get up close and personal. Naturally, there is a thick plastic wall between us. These were shot with the 85, cropped sensor.
There are lots of different animals at the park. Like these fine examples.
My dad looks like this basically all the time. My brother only looks like this maybe 25% of the time.
I really enjoy photographing birds. They always seem to be simultaneously startled, inquisitive and annoyed. "What?" they continuously seem to be asking. Anthropomorphizing animals is one of my greatest sins.
Do you want to talk for a minute about zoo photography? A quick google search will get you lots of opinions from experts, but here's some stuff I've learned. First, you need a long lens. I keep the 35 strapped on my cropped sensor (which makes it very close to 50mm or "normal") probably 95% of the time. But at the zoo, I ditch that in favor of the 85. Why not my "kit" 55-200? Because at that 200mm, wide open is 5.6, which is almost never enough light to make a crisp shot. A motion-blurred tight image is worse than a wider sharp image, hands down.
Second, most of the animals are not doing anything interesting. Yeah, I said it. Those zebra way off in the distance milling about? Boring. The cheetah taking a nap behind that rock? Lame. The zoo is a big place and there's no way to get a good shot of every animal. Hold your clicks for an animal close to the glass or edge of his enclosure and wait for him to do something awesome.
After that, as far as I can tell, shooting in the zoo is just like trying to do portraiture, only you can't give any direction to the animals and most of them don't give a hoot (get it?) about you in the first place. Go for the one awesome shot and you won't have to process a million far-off elephants. Oh, and don't use flash on the animals. That's just not right.
Finally, they may not be the most technically brilliant photos, but my little siblings are just so cute.
The man I married one year ago today is goofy
and sexy
and patient
and loving
and happy
and goes along with 95% of my ridiculous and not-so-ridiculous outing suggestions
and makes these crazy faces when he brushes his teeth
and challenges me
and believes in me in a way that no one else does.
To my brilliant, kind, generous, thoughtful, caring, dorky, outgoing, responsible, loving husband:
Thank you for understanding me better than anyone in the whole world and not using that to your advantage, but instead to make me happy in a million tiny ways and lots of big ways, too. Thank you for being who you are, and not any of the infinite ways that you could be instead. Thank you for being stubborn and for not being as stubborn as me. Thank you for liking my cooking, or at least for eating everything, even if you don't always like it. Thank you for going along with all my nutso ideas and being open-minded. Thank you for all the hugs and the butches. Thank you for the limitless honesty.
And thank you for a great year. The future's looking pretty awesome.
