“We are no brewers. We are monks. We brew beer to be able to afford being monks.”
Read Leo’s most excellent post.
[via Jon Moss]
Santa Monica, California. No doubt this tall glass of IPA is all about the old Piagetian conservation idea that a given amount of liquid will remain constant no matter the shape of the container. The taller the glass, the more arrested development types like me will think we’re getting more than a typical glass of beer.
Piaget’s task included showing a child two beakers, one tall and thin, the other short and fat. The tall and thin would be empty; the short full. He would pour water from the short to the tall, asking the child if the quantity of water was the same. In accordance with Piaget’s ideas, the children replied ‘there is more’, because the appearance of the tall made it look as if it were bigger. This concluded that Piaget was correct, and the children did not have the ability to conserve. In his words, ‘children who are unable to conserve believe a perceptual change means a quantitative change.’
He furthered the conclusion to suggest that this confusion was born from a pre-operational child’s inability to understand the notion of reversibility; the ability to see the reversal of a physical transformation as well as the transformation itself. These ideas were used to create the ‘Principle of Invariance’.
On the other hand, even though I may be stuck in a stage that prevents me from seeing "reversibility," I have proven many a time in my younger years that if I drink enough beer I can most easily (and unpleasantly) reverse that beer drinking, moving the beer from a tall thin container (me) to a wide flat container (the floor) all the while knowing that the same amount of beer existed in both places.
Los Angeles, California. There was some nice light and bokeh behind my glass of Sierra at the Getty Restaurant so the camera had to come out.
While I enjoy the ambiance in that restaurant I got the sense that it’s not doing all that well; unlike other dinner’s we’ve had there, the room was far from full. Still, it’s a wonderful place to have dinner watching the sun go down with light streaming in through glassware, camera at the ready.
Our Macworld group went to lunch and hey, people started ordering beer and the restaurant had one of my all-time fav beers: Widmer Hefeweizen, a Portland, Oregon micro-brew that we can’t get on tap back here in Connecticut, so what the heck.
I can see it now: Carlos will be world famous for shooting Vincent in shopping carts (continuing until Vincent is 24), Gary for shooting his dish rack daily for years, Mamen for the 1000 moods and faces of Aisha, and I’ll be infamous as the guy who shot beer, drank it, and then dropped his camera into the bay. I’ll receive a “less than Darwin Award” and maybe they’ll write a play (Lawnchair Larry).
All of the food and the people in our group were so photogenic and I was sitting at the head of the table so one would think… but, after emptying this bottle, the only thing I could think of to shoot was… the bottle.
My friend Ketan said “I’ll have what he’s having” and ended up not liking the black and tan (he’s more of a Kingfisher guy) so this was for me after I finished mine.
As you can see by the focus of this image, it was not a good idea for me to help out here. No, I wasn’t driving.
Shot during a lull in the conversation, or, more accurately, while I gathered my composure after a second black and tan.
This picture did not turn out quite the way I wanted. The woman sitting across from me at the restaurant had on a bright blouse and I thought the orange blur would look interesting behind the green wine bottle. Problem was that I lost track of focus and and with an apeture of 1.4 only the shoulder of the wine bottle is close to focused (even that’s off a bit I think). No, I did not empty the wine bottle, I don’t drink wine… I’m a beer drinker…
I was trying for Guiness rings without the Guiness. Not bad for a Yank me thinks.
Here’s a tip: bring your camera to all dinner parties. When the conversation gets boring or weird or folks start speaking a language you do not know, shoot away.
Dinner tables are full of great subject matter not to mention candid shots of the dinner guests.
I got to JFK early enough to grab a beer and start reading the manual on the 300D, AKA Digital Rebel. Quite a bit of beer later, I started playing with ISO which led to this beer shot, slightly out of focus as I was.
In London now and on my way to Nice. Maybe Nice will be nice… sorry, I can’t resist.