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History books, WWII aviation
Like our English teachers taught us in the beginning, to write about a subject, you've got to know it. For my aviation work with WWII veterans and aircraft, the better I can understand the history, the better my photos will be.

10 Tips to Improve Your Aviation Photography

We see them every day overhead, and they always make us look up and ponder. Airplanes are a romantic concept because of the faraway places to which they can take us, and because of the amazing feat of flight itself! The fact that airplanes travel so quickly is something we all connect with. From an artistic point of view, their shape and design are very appealing. These are all factors that have driven me to get as involved with aviation photography as I am with wildlife.

Editor's Note: This is a guest blog post by Moose Peterson

Unless You’re an Alien, You’re All About Color

We humans looooove color! All you have to do is walk down the aisle of your local supermarket, and you can see how important color is to us humans. We’re pretty color-conscious—even if we’re not consciously thinking about it. If you’re into “visually communicating,” an eloquent way of saying “taking photographs,” then you need to be tuned into colors. And just for the record, black and white are colors. You shoot in color—but do you think in color? Do you consciously use it, manipulate it, and make it an important element in your photo, like that little thing called light?

Editor's Note: This is a guest blog post by Moose Peterson.

How I Built My Camera System: Moose Peterson

A long time ago, I wrote an article entitled Bag of Confidence, and ever since, many have turned to me with their equipment questions. I would love to profess that I was smart enough to have just the right camera gear from the get go, but such is not the case. Like so many in the field, having the right camera gear was a trial-by-error methodology for much of the beginning of my photography career. I was asked to write this piece in the hope that you might learn from my mistakes, and build on my successes. So here’s how my camera bag has in it what it does today.

The Art of Travel

I was in the midst of traveling home from my seventh crossing of the country in as many weeks this year, when my frequent-flier program proudly reminded my tired butt that I’d already flown 38K miles in 2012. I am very fortunate that I get to travel, shoot and teach as much as I do. I am a confirmed road warrior, being on the road about six months out of every year. It goes with the job title: Photographer.

Summer is typically when most photographers tend to hit the road for either their vacation, or that long anticipated trip to some exciting and exotic locale. Traveling by air—in particular, traveling with camera gear—can add a layer of stress that can prevent many from hopping onto a plane and going,altogether. I think I can take care of that for you.

There is a definite art to travel; getting your gear to your destination safely with minimal stress makesyour photography just that much better once you arrive. Much of it centers on common sense, and the rest is simply insider tricks gleaned from traveling way too much. But don’t fear; it’s something everyone can master the first time out, so let’s get traveling!

Editor's Note: This is a guest blog post from Moose Peterson.

Photography: It Is—and Isn’t—About the Gear

I'd been saving for months and months, which seemed like a lifetime, and I didn’t even have a driver’s license yet. I’d given my savings to my dad to pick it up early that day. I sat in class, and the clock seemed to be going in reverse. I had a volleyball tournament after school, but I hoped my dad would show up before the whistle. The match started, then the second game, and then the third, yet I didn’t see him. Then, in the fourth game I saw him come in with a brown paper bag, and take a seat next to Sharon. That just killed me—not sitting next to Sharon—but knowing that in that bag was basically my life's savings. Wouldn’t you know it? We tied up the match and went into overtime. That I was spiking with all my might goes without saying. Finally, with the last serve, an ace, the match was over, and before anything else, I ran over to the bleachers. He handed me the paper bag with a big smile. I opened it, and inside I saw that brand new Minolta 200 f4 lens I’d been saving so long for. I was in love!

Editor's Note: This is a guest blog post from Moose Peterson

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