Two Five of Hana, Hawaii

OK, I tried. One Four is interesting, but I find it limiting. 

. . . perhaps I’m not doing it right, so amo gonna try Two Five Not a Challenge. For this exercise, I will use a photo of Hana, Hawaii.


First up, playing strictly with color adjustments . . . 


Hmm . . . not bad; let me trying bringing out the vegetation:


And now, let me throw the kitchen sink at it . . . 


OK, maybe a bit much . . . Here’s my last color effort.


Frankly, I could take each of those variants and be happy with them.

But, I’m on the hunt for the elusive B&W conversion.


This is a fairly straight B&W conversion. This next one has a bit of a kick.


Still, you won’t see much of a difference beyond a bit of sharpening and some tonal adjustments. Oh, and a hint of a palladium treatment.

Let me head toward bold . . . 


More details, lightening up some of the deep shadows and letting the frame bring out the impact of the piece. Also a bit of a warm tone hinting at processing of old.

This next one makes use of a subtle vignette to bring the eyes back to center focus. 


The sky gets that magical “Hydrogen bomb exploding just beyond the horizon” look.

I think I need to get back to the conservative approach to the conversion.


Not that anyone can tell here, but these are all processed differently. Perhaps someone in the comments will mention it, but if not, don’t be self-conscious about looking at them in a larger format.

You can click them and they will open in a new window or tab sized to 1280pixels in width. Or you can see the full-size photos in the SmugMug Gallery HERE

I’m very tired as I write this, my mind in a bit of a fog, my eyelids heavy with sleep. It’s taking a lot of effort to finish the post and schedule it for publication.

The plan was to write a flash piece, but I’m hitting a wall . . . I wanted to respond to the prompt from Writer’s Unboxed Flash Fiction Contest #5.

Here is the photo prompt:

Photo by Jo Eberhardt

The week got away from me, but I wanted to give it a go for the blog even if I was too late to enter the contest. Here’s what I just wrote, half asleep and all:

Looking up from her chores, she watched the sun rush to meet the horizon. She stopped working and made her way to the archway. Standing a few feet from the ancient stones, she felt the breeze at her back pick up as it did every night at sunset. She watched the rays of the setting sun illuminate the arch. The thermal currents gathered strength,  the breeze turning into a wind pushing as if wanting her to step through the archway. 

The last rays dimming, she whispered her dreams to the outgoing wind. She whispered of hope, of love, of someday finding the courage to step through the archway, overcoming her fear of the unknown. The wind carried her words, turning them into a murmur rushing out through the archway.  

The sun set and the thermal currents subsided to a mere hint of air movement. She turned and walked back to her unfinished chores. 

Her words wafted over the hill and into the valley below, losing their individuality as they merged into a melodious sound rising and falling with each gentle wind gust.

The farmer boy stopped, listened, closing his eyes so as to focus solely on his hearing. He swayed gently as if to match the rise and fall of the melody riding on the wind. He thought it both beautiful and sad.

He opened his eyes and looked up at the hill. Someday he would find the courage to search for the source. He resumed his evening chores. 

~ ~ o o ~ ~

Not sure it meets any of the requirements other than being no more than 250 words.

I’ll probably read it tomorrow and find it severely lacking, and a much better idea will come to me . . . too late, it will be.

For now, to sleep . . . perchance to dream. 

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10 Responses to Two Five of Hana, Hawaii

  1. sandra getgood says:

    I like it. An archway that can only be a doorway if someone goes through it …and two people, both saying “some other time.”


  2. oneowner says:

    This photo looks great in black and white and the third version is the best (for me). The frame is nice but it doesn’t need it.
    The flash isn’t bad, either, especially being written in a sleep deprived state. Maybe that’s your most creative time of day.


    • disperser says:

      That’s one of my saved presets, I think, hence the frame. Rather, because it tends toward a warmer tone, I thought the dark frame would “contain” it a bit . . . that’s my artsy talk. Likely, I added the frame because I felt like it at the time.

      By the way, all of the photos are framed with the “torn paper” border. Not as intrusive as the black frame, but still there.


  3. I LOVE your flash fiction story! OHMYGOSH! It is sigh-worthy! I actually got tears in my eyes.

    I’m weird…but I often look at things/places like that stone archway and think about all the people who have walked there, stood there, etc. I wonder who they were, and if our paths had crossed what might be…???

    On your photos…I love “the bold and the kitchen sink” ones! No, that is NOT the title to a soap opera or a reality show! ;-) :-P

    HUGS!!! :-)


  4. AnnMarie says:

    I clicked on the Hana, Hawaii, link and I’m wondering why you’re not there . . . ?

    After looking at them in SmugMug, the third processed dock color photo (with the light blue hills/mountains) gets my vote. And I also prefer the “light beyond the hills” B&W shot. But they’re all great subject for losing oneself in a dreamy state.

    And speaking of, your cute little flash is very warm and promising. Perhaps you should write more in that pre-sleep state, after your mind puts all those ugly-reality ideas to bed and allows you some natural relief.


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