Bulb Photography

Bulb

According to Wiki:

Bulb, is a shutter speed setting on cameras that allows for long exposure times under the direct control of the photographer. With this setting, the shutter stays open as long as the shutter release button remains depressed. The term bulb is a reference to old-style pneumatically actuated shutters; squeezing an air bulb would open the shutter and releasing the bulb would close it. 

Nowadays the bulb is an electric switch and can be completely wireless too. My big gun, my Canon 5D has a bulb setting and I have recently purchased a corded remote trigger for it. The above photo is an initial experiment. The streak of white light is from a car’s headlights. Notice though that the street lights are overexposed. For bulb photography to work best, you need a dark environment.

Living in metropolitan Saint Louis, I live at the bottom of a light well that might as well be a black hole for all the stars that I can see from my house. But opportunity is knocking later this summer. While I’m on vacation in the UP of Michigan, I’ll be close by some truly dark skies. The above map show the Lake Superior shoreline in the vicinity of Sault Ste. Marie, MI. Anne’s beach front cabin is just within the orange ring surrounding the Soo.

Studying this map, I was surprised to see how deeply that the cabin had slipped within the light well surrounding the Soo. I can remember my midnight sojourns of yesterdays to the outhouse. If you didn’t turn on the porch light or bring a flashlight, then you were going to walk into a tree. More recently, even after the advent of modern conveniences, one sometimes avails themselves of the biffy. Flashlights are no longer required, even with the vegetation no longer being trampled upon so regularly.

I am contemplating an astronomical expedition. I’ll drive west on Lake Superior Shoreline Road also-know-as the Curly Lewis Highway. Maybe camp the night at Bay View Campground, but that only gets me to the blue ring. There is a nice site at the turnoff for Naomikong Point. It is up on a dune, but even there is still in the blue ring. A few miles further west is a lakefront turnout, just within the black, with few trees around. I think that that is the place to go.

Ursa Major

The Big Dipper

Anne and I enjoyed an unusual date night on Friday. It started out fairly conventionally, with dinner at Flaco Cocina, in U-City. Afterwards, it sort of digressed from the norm. We went up to the Riverlands, winter home for many water fowl. Our sponsor was the Audubon Society, so we kept the bird motif going. The theme for the evening though was star-gazing, a prurient interest of mine. You can ask the twin-headed Annes about that one.

The astronomy club affiliated with the Science Center had loads of telescopes setup for looking at the heavens. The big hit of the evening was Saturn. You could see it and its rings quite clearly. You could also see Saturn’s moon, Titian. It was further from Saturn than I would have expected a principal moon to be, but so I was told. The weather was perfect and I have not seen Saturn so well since college and that was through the university’s much more expensive telescope. The Science Center guys did alright.

I tried some night photography there. A crescent moon was setting and you might see shots of that in the future. The picture with this post is a long exposure shot, 20 or 30 seconds. The camera was tripod mounted. Looking beyond the seven bright stars one can see fainter red and blue stars. At least I believe that they are real stars. Why they are so distinctly color code is a mystery to me. Look for further experimentation in the future. And no, I do not believe that these red and blue spots are just dust on the lens.

Star Light Star Bright

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Fly me to the Moon
Let me sing among the stars
Let me see what Spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby kiss me
Bart Howard

The first Friday of every month, the James S. McDonnell Planetarium hosts free outdoor stargazing and a planetarium show. Christian, a friend from work, reminded me about these events and Anne and I ended up going tonight. We saw Christian and met his family there. Although the moon was a little too full for good stargazing, the clear Saint Louis skies and balmy temperatures that had topped 70 °F in the afternoon, made this too good an opportunity to miss. Several, large telescopes were erected on the archery field, which fortunately was not in use. I got to see Jupiter and its moons and Anne saw Venus too.

Blue Moon
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue Moon
Lorenz Hart

Everyone trooped into the planetarium next. Gone was the high-backed cushy theater seating of memory. In its place were a few rows of stackable chairs and stacks of floor mats. We should have snagged a couple of floor mats, but elected the chairs instead. The picture of the planetarium projector looks to me like a cross between one of Dr. Who’s Daleks and a Sentinel from “The Matrix”. It took me a while to figure out that the stars in the projector picture are refractions off the many lenses, from the camera’s flash.

Moon river, wider than a mile
I’m crossing you in style some day
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you’re going, I’m going your way
Johnny Mercer

The planetarium speaker had a very soothing voice and we were in the dark for about an hour, so maybe not choosing one of the mats was a good idea. More than a few proto-engineers and proto-scientists fell prey to his discussion of proto-stars. Afterwards, we had Thai satay chicken pizza in the Loop. Dinnertime conversation was a bit lax, what with the two of us, still being lost in space.

Star Light Star bright,
The first star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.