Paul’s Shadow at Craters of Moon

Written by Paul on February 24th, 2010

To explore with my mind, eyes and camera keeps me vigorous and appreciating life being lived. 

For years I have been fascinated with my shadows and my 18 mm full-frame “fisheye” camera lens.  

The lens gives the photographs wide 140-degree coverage and is most effective with an elemernt or two in the foreground to guide the viewer through the photograph.

"Paul at Craters of the Moon" © 1997 by Paul F. Moloney

I make photographs wherever I go using my shadow as a principal element. One of the most intriguing was my 1997 self-portrait at Craters of Moon National Monument in south-central Idaho (U.S. Hwys 26-93 about 20 miles southwest of Arco).  

Three black elements — my elongated shadow, the rectangular shadow in the upper left created by a cloud, and the sky produced by the 25 red filter — are the centers of interest and give the picture impact

The tubular lava flow formed the terraced landscape with the high angle sun hitting it from the left.  This enhanced depth, dimension.  The interplay of diagonal compositional lines develops the movement, action I initially imagined.

Each time I view “Paul at Craters of the Moon National Monument” I see and feel new excitement.  What about you? 

 

Fleeting Moment

Written by Paul on February 10th, 2010

 

"Mt. Blanca, Colorado" © 2010 by Paul F. Moloney

 

Nature provides spectacular fleeting moments, and I am grateful to be alert and can capture such a moment on film. This happened a couple weekends ago.

I had been experimenting with Rollei 820 Infrared film and had switched to another camera with an 180 mm lens with a 25 red filter and Kodak T-max 100 film when … 

Sierra Blanca at the east portal to Colorado’s San Luis Valley peeked its primary peak, Mt. Blanca, through a shroud of blustery clouds. The red filter intensified the contrast by darkening the sky to almost black and whitening the clouds and snow.

I was on the San Luis Valley  floor, about 6500 feet below Mt. Blanca’s crest. I shot two frames at F/11 and 1/250, and the moment vanished. 

The dramatic situation is indelible and brought my attention to a Branch Rickey quote when his Brooklyn Dodgers won the 1955 World Series over the New York Yankees:  “Luck is the residue of preparation.”

Let’s continuously look out or search for opportunities, and of course, prepare for them.

 

Death Comes to Fosston, Colorado

Written by Paul on January 25th, 2010

"Fosston, Colorado, Water Tower" © 1977 by Paul F. Moloney

 

Thirty-three years ago in May fellow Greeley, Colo., Tribune reporter Lynn Heinze wrote about Fosston’s only remaining structure, a long abandoned tower that housed the indoor plumbing’s water supply to H. W. Foss’ home.    

His story fascinated me. In August 1977 my Aims Community College photo student Kathy Fiolkoski and I photographed the tower that brought us visual nostalgia. Wind finally took its toll, and I returned to the vanishing community just off Colorado Hwy 392 between Cornish and Briggsdale in northeastern Weld County. 

It was terribly sad, for the tower was flattened. I returned this past summer  en route to Keota, another vanishing northern Colorado community, and found only crumbling concrete foundations and a withering tree — certainly not photogenic.  

So, I am reproducing my November 25, 1977 column for those unfamiliar with the Fosston landscape in 1977 and its history:  “The historic Foss home at Fosston is dead, a victim of weather and vandals. 

Heavy winds in August 1977 blew over the tower with the skeleton flattened to the ground.

The tragedy of the Foss tower is that “vandals weakened the structure to the point that it couldn’t withstand the wind,” Fosston area farmer Tom Tabor said in explaining the end of the building.

“I shall be forever thankful that I made several pictures of the tower last May (1977).  I approached it from every angle I could think of, including an ‘ant’s eye view’ of it using my extreme wide-angle ‘fisheye’ lens.

"Fosston Taken with Wide-Angle 'Fisheye' Lens" © 1977 by Paul F. Moloney

 

“The Foss home was built in 1909. It was a seven-room building with a tower at the south end.  Atop the tower was a water tank. Water flowed down, enabling the Fosses to have indoor plumbing, the first indoor plumbing in Weld County.

“Fosston, which was on the Union Pacific spur railroad, thrived until 1921. The Foss tower began withering away. The tower, age 68, inevitably fell to the wind in August 1977.

“Tribune farm reporter Lynn Heinze in November 1972 did a photo feature on the Foss home and tower.

“In reviewing his pictures, I found that in the last five years the effects of weather and vandals were ravaging.  Lynn had a picture of the tower’s pinnacle, and it was still plumb in 1972.  In May 1977 it leaned heavily to the east.

“Heinze wrote: “ ‘What started out as a routine photo trip ended as quite an adventure. I was driving along the dirt road (WCR 392) which connected Cornish and Briggsdale when I came upon what I thought was an old mill of some sort.

“ ‘It was quite a challenge for a photo buff, an area very beautiful in its own humble way.  As I began to shoot away, I couldn’t help but wonder what purpose the structure had actually served’.”

“Heinze searched for someone in the Fosston area to interview about the building.  He talked to author Mrs. Dorothy Bolin.

“ ‘… Mrs. Bolin grew up in the area, knew the people, saw the building and was able to tell me a brief history of the town which once prospered at the site.

“ ‘The structure which I had photographed was the remains of the very fashionable and modern home of the Foss family. The home, built in 1909, was the first in the area to be equipped with indoor plumbing. The structure I believed to be a mill was actually the water tower which provided needed pressure for the plumbing system.

“ ‘The Foss home had seven rooms in the main structure with three ‘utility rooms’ in the tower.  Mrs. Bolin told me the home was quite stylish and beautifully landscaped.

“ ‘… At its peak, Fosston had about 25 residents. It became so prosperous that it rated a railroad depot agent to look after things.

“ ‘The town and the mercantile business prospered until about 1921 when fire destroyed the store building.  By this time, the elder Foss no longer operated the store himself, and the man who had leased the store disappeared after the fire.

“ ‘The home was occupied until the early 1940s when property was sold to a man from the Loveland area.

“ ‘As fitting memorial to a grand home, the house, barn and other buildings were dismantled and rebuilt as a new home on a site near Loveland.

“ ‘Today (November 1972) only the old water tower stands.  Proudly its weathered face oversees the townsite of Fosston.

“ ‘But the water tower, which once symbolized a new era, today (1972) symbolizes a dream which has passed into the night’,” Heinze concluded. “Unfortunately, now there is no symbol at all.”

For more history read “Then Fosston Story” section of “Three Coins:  Cornish, Osgood and Fosston,” by Dorothy Bolin, copyright 1980.

Also, “Homesteading the Dryland:  A History of Northeast Weld County, Colorado,” Bud Wells, editor, copyright 1986 by Curtis Media Corporation.

Both publications are at the Greeley Museum.

 

German POW Returns to U.S.

Written by Paul on January 5th, 2010

 

"Fritz Hellenschmidt Visits POW Camp Site" © 1976 by Paul F. Moloney

German soldier Fritz Hellenschmidt was on the Russian front in World War II when it became clear that he and his company would be captured.  Hellenschmidt broke into a two-mile run for the United States front to escape.

“I was afraid the Russians would take no prisoners,” he said. He barely made it and surrendered to the U.S. Army, which sent him to the German POW Camp 202, 8.3 miles on US Hwy 34 west of Greeley. He was there from 1944 to 1946.

On work detail he was in a vehicle that wondered off the highway in Rocky Mountain Park and in the accident he severely injured his kidneys, a condition that plagued him the rest of his life.

During recovery at Fitzsimons Hospital, Denver, he met Mabel Ellis who was in a group that sang for the people hospitalized. They became friends and corresponded for years after the war.  

He wanted to return to Colorado from his Stuttgart, Germany, home and did that in 1976.  Hellenschmidt made a trip to Denver to visit Mabel and the Paul Moloneys met him at a Denver South Broadway Camera Club meeting.

Since Mabel did not drive, we volunteered to take Hellenschmidt wherever he wanted to go in the region.  We drove to Rocky Mountain National Park where he pointed out the location of the accident.  

Then we drove to Greeley, Colo., for him to see what was left the prison camp at the Windsor intersection (Colorado Hwy 257 spur and US 34).

In the Hellenschmidt picture’s background is the area in which his quarters were located, and he’s sitting on one of the foundation stones. 

He died about four years after returning to America.

                                                                   – From ”Friends and Celebrities”

About the picture: 

I made this portrait with my 18 mm full frame “fisheye” lens which aptly described the location though it created the curving background.  Only two pillars with historical plaques remain, and the land is used for farming by the Rick Hertzke family.

 

May Christmas Be Merry & 2010 Bountiful

Written by Paul on December 23rd, 2009

 

"Mom's Christmas Gift 1959 © 1959 by Paul F. Moloney

 

This is the season that I get out the Moloney Family Album and treasure a spontaneous portrait I made of my mother, Casilda S. Moloney, when she opened her gift, “Lives of the Saints,” by Rev. Hugo Hoever, 1955, from her seven children on Christmas eve 1959.  

Christmas was a time for devotion and love for her family and friends. The thrill she vividly expressed in receiving the book was simply wonderful for us all.  

She read it cover-to-cover then during the rest of her life she often reread the various saints’ biographies. She died in 1964 at age 74.

I was in my early formative years of photography and my craftsmanship was elementary. I used a flash attached to the camera and got a black shadow to her left.  

A couple years ago, 2007, I went to my electronic “darkroom” — the computer — and cloned out the shadow. This technically altered the picture, of course. I now describe this as a “photo illustration” so readers will understand that it is altered.

I felt I retained the integrity of Mom’s expression which was the important element and the technical alteration enhanced her excitement. I am exercising my artistic license. And may this portrait convey my heartfelt holiday wishes.

 

Luck of the Irish — Well, American Photogs

Written by Paul on December 3rd, 2009

These pre-digital pictures were rare because they were manually synchronized. At the time we figured the odds of this occuring were a billion-to-one.

"Space Age Football"   © 1970 Paul F. Moloney

"Space Age Football" © 1970 Paul F. Moloney

 ”Space Age Football” was made in 1970 with fellow Greeley, Colo., Tribune photographer Wiley Smith across the field from me with a medium format camera equipped with an electronic flash. I photographed existing light with a 35 mm camera.

Smith triggered his camera a millesecond ahead of me and created a virtually unexposed area between the action and Smith on my film. The circle of confusion, upper right, was exposed to my film.

A circle of confusion is a circular spot on a film, resulting from the degree to which a pencil of light reflected from the field of view is focused in front of or behind the film, or from aberration of the lens, or from both.

In 1964 Jim McNabney photographed with a camera equipped with electronic flash, and I shot existing light with my 35 mm. This time the synchronization was perfect creating three circles of confusion coming off the ball at a Colorado State High School basketball tournament game at Denver.

It’s been 39 years since the unique football picture, and I’ve not reached a billion pictures. The likelihood of these unique photographs unknowingly occurring again is nil with digital photography becoming the tool of the 21st century. But a pair of photographers may get a surprise like McNabney, Smith and Moloney?

"Space Age Basketball"   © 1964 By Paul F. Moloney

"Space Age Basketball" © 1964 By Paul F. Moloney

 

Colorado National Monument Revisited

Written by Paul on November 17th, 2009

 

Geological Fingers" © 2009 by Paul F. Moloney

"Geological Fingers" © 2009 by Paul F. Moloney

My photographic life is becoming a revisit of  Western America with my cameras, and it is invigorating.  In October my family and I leisurely drove through Colorado National Monument between Fruita and Grand Junction on the Western Slope.  

 

On Sunday afternoon the light was mundane, but Monday morning we enjoyed a field day of picture making.  The highlight and shadow relationships were graphic, full of depth perception that makes photography wonderful.  Colorado National Monumental was picturesque and memorable.

"LIght and Form"   © 2009 by Paul F. Moloney

"LIght and Form" © 2009 by Paul F. Moloney

 

Son Kevin, who is a freelance photographer, was intrigued at Artists’ viewpoint with a balanced rock on an overhang.  He recalled a picture of Colorado pioneer photographer William Henry Jackson with a view camera on top of an overhang, entitled, “In the Rockies, 1873,” and asked me to replicate the picture.

 

"The Adventurer"   2009 by Paul F. Moloney

"The Adventurer" 2009 by Paul F. Moloney

Dramatic 1873 photograph of Colorado pioneer William H.. Jackson

"In the Rockies," dramatic 1873 portrait of Colorado pioneer photographer William H. Jackson.

 

A gust of wind hit us and I, being only 118 lb. almost toppled over.  Kevin, a larger man, was unfazed.  When he came off the balanced rock, the family was relieved.

 

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The Great Blue Heron in Flight

Written by Paul on October 28th, 2009

 

"Born Free"   © 1973 by Paul F. Moloney

"Born Free" © 1973 by Paul F. Moloney

I went to work for the Greeley, Colorado, Tribune as sports editor in November 1956, and Editor Floyd E. Merrill told me: “You’re also the sports photographer.”  

 

I went to my apartment frustrated, for I knew little about photography.  Dad, A.I. Moloney, had advised me, “Always fill the job description.”  So I did, and the next spring, 1957, Mr. Merrill awakened me about 6 a.m. on a Sunday morning.

 

My mentor asked, “Would you like to go with me to photograph the Great Blue Heron at Fossil Creek reservoir?”  I promptly said, “Yes.”

 

This opportunity was an intensification of Mr. Merrill’s teaching me to photograph action.  “Be calm and observant and react as the hunter,” Mr. Merrill repeatedly advised.

 

We went together a couple more times, and, of course, my pictures left considerable to be desired.

 

But I was hooked.

 

I’ve really enjoyed this magnificent bird in flight.  I’ve continued observing the Fossil Creek Great Blue Herons for years. The times I went were just after the spring hatch and the parent birds were feeding the young.  I watched them land and take off through the viewfinder.  What a spectacle.

 

“Born Free” was made in 1973.

 

The rookery is a couple miles north and west of the I-25 and U.S. 34 intersection between Greeley, Loveland and Fort Collins..

 

Prairie Life Tough

Written by Paul on October 24th, 2009

 

"Keota Church & Water Tower -- 1976"   © 1976 by Paul F. Moloney

"Keota Church & Water Tower, 1976" © 1976 by Paul F. Moloney

 

"Keota Church & Water Tower -- 2009"   © 2009 by Paul F. Moloney

"Keota Church & Water Tower, 2009" © 2009 by Paul F. Moloney

 

The Pawnee Grasslands of northeastern Colorado with its ranches, wheat crops and clouds is special for me, especially in the late afternoon.  Bret Jenkins, a Greeley photographer, and I spent an afternoon recently photographing at Keota, now virtually a ghost town.

 

Bret had never been there, and one of the last times I photographed the town’s landscape and artifacts was in September 1976.  That’s 33 years ago, and when I returned home I compared those vintage pictures with those I took on this Sept. 30 outing.

 

A lot of wonderful history is visually vanishing, and I’ve promised myself to oblige longtime Keota resident Betty Bivens “to take only pictures.”

 

Ironically “Keota” is an Indian name meaning, “the fire has gone out,” so let’s enable the town to be remembered through our documentary and art works.  May they be many.

 

Betty resided for 57 years in Keota which was established in 1880 by siblings Mary and Eva Beardsley.  They sold it to the Lincoln Land and Cattle Co. in 1888, the year the Keota school district was created. In 1893 it had eight pupils then in 1893 just three.  

 

Students later were transferred to Grover, Briggsdale or New Raymer schools. The school building was torn down in the 1950s, Betty Bivens recalled.

 

In the 1890s Keota experienced a bust because of drought then in 1909 a wet period ensued with homesteaders coming from Iowa.

 

Early Keota was a station stop for the Burlington-Missouri Railroad which transported primarily cattle.  Keota was one of the important stops along the railroad which was nicknamed, “Old Prairie Dog Express.” The station was abandoned in 1975 and the track removed.

 

In 1911 A.C. Hammond established the Keota newspaper, the News, and sold out to Clyde Stanley in the fall.  Stanley operated it as a “job shop” — printing plant — until 1973.  

 

Keota lost its incorporation status in 1990.

 

Betty’s husband, Dean, maintained the county gravel roads for over 30 years. He died in 1998, and in 2003 Betty moved to the Cheyenne, Wyo., Care Center.  This Oct. 5 she celebrated her 82nd birthday.

 

Betty worked 7 1/2 years for the Greeley animal shelter and got many animals adopted.  Some she took home with her the 50 miles from Greeley to prepare them for adoption, including the Moloneys’ only dog, Max, a Norwegian Elkhound.

 

The Bivens Keota property is now owned by her son, Rich and his wife Paula of Hillsdale, Wyo.  No Bivens family members reside in Keota now.  The family home sadly burned down three years ago.

 

Keeping Keota alive today are Charles and Theresa Lee and Rich Pedon.  Lee succeeded Dean Bivens as the county roads maintenance man.  In 2000 the Keota census was five, and it still is, Betty said.

 

Betty and Dean were very protective of Keota.  “To avoid vandalism I chased people off and was known as the ‘Keota witch’,” she remarked.”  Recently vandals damaged the grocery-general store-post office’s windows and doors.

 

"Rust Covered Fireplug, Wheel Barrel & Kitchenware"   © 2009 by Paul F. Moloney

"Rust Covered Fireplug, Wheel Barrel & Kitchenware" © 2009 by Paul F. Moloney

 

A Moment with Ansel Adams

Written by Paul on October 9th, 2009

 

"It's for Daddy" © 1976 by Paul F. Moloney

"It's for Daddy" © 1976 by Paul F. Moloney

Ansel Adams, America’s most fanous landscape photographer, was a gracious man.  When 7-year-old Carolyn Koch of Boulder, Colorado, approached him with a copy of his book, Photographs of the Southwest, a smiling Adams asked how she’d  like it signed.  

 

“To Dave,” she responded bashfully, looking slightly up and away from Mr. Adams.

 

“He’s my Daddy.  It’s his Christmas present.”                                                 — From Friends and Celebrities

 

That was December 6, 1976, at Boulder, Colorado’s Printed Page bookstore. People waited at least two hours to meet Mr. Adams and for him to autograph their books — me included.

 

When Ansel Adams arrived he came in through the back room and walked smiling down the aisle to his table. I was in awe. He seemed 7 feet tall and weighed 250+ lbs. When reality hit me he was more like 5 ft 10 or 11 in. tall and weighed about 200 lb.

 

We visited briefly at the session’s end, and I was honored when he signed my book, “For my Photographic Friend, Paul Moloney.    Ansel Adams.     Boulder 12-6-76.”

"A Glint in His Eyes -- Ansel Adams"  © by Paul F. Moloney

"A Glint in His Eyes -- Ansel Adams" © by Paul F. Moloney

I sent contact sheets of my photographs to Mr. Adams.  He replied, “I would like to keep them in my archive if that is alright with you.”  I was honored.

 

He added, “The next time you come to Carmel (California) you must come for a visit.  Just give me a call about a week ahead to make an appointment. I will look forward to seeing you again for a good talk.”

 

In 1983 the time arrived, and I phoned to arrange a meeting, but his secretary said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Moloney, Mr. Adams will be entering the hospital for tests.” He died April 22, 1984 at age 82.  

 

Also a conservationist, Ansel Adams worked tirelessly in promoting the national parks system — particularly Yosemite — with his dramatic red filter photography with the skies richly black and the clouds billowy white.  His landscapes gave me a foundation for my photography.