I’ve been post­ing a lot to face­book late­ly.  It’s easy.  And it has a way of draw­ing me back in despite cavok.com being my pre­ferred method of com­mu­ni­ca­tion.  I have a post com­ing up about my time in Har­lan, Ken­tucky, and the time I spent with my good friend J.D. Napier there. I had the incred­i­ble for­tune to meet J.D. after get­ting myself com­plete­ly lost on my first trip to Har­lan.   More on that lat­er, but for now a quick shot of us togeth­er with the Giant Blacksmith’s Anvil J.D. has con­struct­ed right there on site.

J.D. Napier and Jordan with the world's biggest anvil?

J.D. Napier and Jor­dan with the world’s biggest anvil?

 

For now though, I’d like to record a few thoughts from today’s trip toward Chicago while they’re still fresh in my mind.  Parts of this are pulled from a face­book post, and I’ve added a few things in too..

A chilly start in Harlan, KY

A chilly start in Har­lan, KY

Had an incred­i­ble day out on the move today. Leav­ing Har­lan this morn­ing, fog coat­ed the fall coloured forest on Pine moun­tain, and filled the Hol­lows beneath. The air was frigid and numbed my face as it flowed over ThirstyGirl’s wind­shield. Rid­ing over the gen­tly curv­ing moun­tain roads, I expe­ri­enced a moment of pure joy that I’ve not felt in decades. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I yelled whoops of pure elate­ment in to my hel­met visor. I’d set a cam­era up on the motor­cy­cle fend­er to cap­ture that sec­tion of the ride, but it end­ed up not record­ing so you’ll have to take my word that it was one of the most incred­i­bly beau­ti­ful sce­nes I’ve encoun­tered in my life­time.

Martins Fork, Harlan KY in the early morning

Mar­tins Fork, Har­lan KY in the ear­ly morn­ing

Head­ed for Chicago, I had the incred­i­ble for­tune to catch up with some incred­i­ble peo­ple. First a cof­fee and an ever so short vis­it with my good friend Jeff Ross in Bar­bourville.

Jordan and Jeff at The Ugly Mug

Jor­dan and Jeff at The Ugly Mug

And anoth­er stop for lunch with an awe­some dude, Chase Sat­ter­white in Lex­ing­ton. (Oops, we should have grabbed a pho­to too..) It was fan­tas­tic to catch up with both of you guys, and I appre­ci­ate your tak­ing the time out for a vis­it today. That was icing on the cake.

Bed­ded down in Lafayet­te, Indi­ana and man­aged to get the last room in the hotel.. The Pres­i­den­tial Suite. Oh yeaaahh… The only thing this room is miss­ing is a spe­cial some­one to share it with. Given the epic nature of today’s trip, I’ll con­cede this isn’t a total neces­si­ty!

I feel as though I do lead a charmed life, but it’s been a long time since I’ve been able to tru­ly appre­ci­ate it. I’m filled with grat­i­tude for every­thing that I’ve expe­ri­enced today and lead­ing up to today.

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Thirsty­Girl and I took a break and head­ed for the coast. I had to see the ocean for at least a lit­tle bit… Our prox­im­i­ty to the oft-dis­cussed-in-motor­cy­cle-cir­cles “Tail of the Drag­on” ride on US 129 made it a log­i­cal start to the trip. The drag­on is well known around the­se parts, and is pop­u­lar with both auto and motor­cy­cling enthu­si­asts. There is much lore sur­round­ing the (report­ed) 318 curves on this 11 mile stretch of road, most of it sur­round­ing the num­ber of deaths this year (appar­ent­ly 8 already in 2012, but I don’t believe this to be accu­rate..).

See­ing this, I knew we were in for an incred­i­ble ride..

Road sign: Truck Advisory. US 129 South. Switchback curves ahead. Consider alternate routeRoad sign: Truck Advisory. Switchback curves ahead. Consider alternate route (US 129 South)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I man­aged to get some video upload­ed.. This is a fair­ly high-speed ver­sion of the footage I shot from the front of the bike.  It’s pret­ty shaky due to some vibra­tion prob­lems I hadn’t antic­i­pat­ed and the real­ly twisty-turny stuff starts about 2:40..  Don’t feel bad about fast-for­ward­ing.. Hope you enjoy..

If you can’t watch, or per­haps can’t wait ’till the end, this is what I found at the end of my ride up the hill: Ooops.

Busted!

Around the cor­ner from my impromp­tu stop was the Deal’s Gap store which is real­ly the tail of the tail of the drag­on, they’ve got a motel, gas sta­tion and a whole pile of sou­venirs and tchotchkes to prove  you’ve been there!

Beyond Deal’s gap, I took a break from US 129 and head­ed down High­way 82 along the spec­tac­u­lar­ly beau­ti­ful shores of Cheoah Lake. I can say with­out a doubt that this stretch of high­way was even more enjoy­able than the first sec­tion of the day. The curves were equal­ly hair-pinned and bendy, but the dri­ve was just a bit more relaxed with­out the onslaught of oncom­ing traf­fic wan­der­ing across into my lane..

At some point along its length, 28 joins up with High­way 107 and con­tin­ued to inspire awe (at least on my part)..   I shot this pho­to around 5:30 PM,  just over the South Car­oli­na bor­der.

Highway 28 and 107 in South Carolina: Road, motorcycle mirror and open road

High­way 28 and 107 in South Car­oli­na

It was get­ting near­ly time to shut down for the night, but I had a few more hours of road to get behind me to keep mov­ing east..   For some rea­son every turn I made to head in the right direc­tion head­ed me back toward Atlanta..   The most detailed Rand McNal­ly maps I could find failed to list the pletho­ra of actu­al high­ways that line this coun­tryside, sig­nif­i­cant­ly adding to the con­fus­ing nav­i­ga­tion sce­nar­io..  Oh, iPhone maps, yeah, they’re much more con­fus­ing. I digress, but it’s pos­si­ble you’ll hear a rant about them lat­er.

Fun­ny thing with North­ern Geor­gia, in stark con­trast to the beau­ti­ful lit­tle farms that line East Ten­nessee roads, the coun­tryside here was real­ly bar­ren.  Devoid of hous­es, farms, cities and real­ly any pop­u­la­tion at all.. I final­ly found my way to the small town of Lavo­nia GA and bed­ded down for the night.

The next day of trav­el took me through more of north­ern Geor­gia and South­west­ern South Car­oli­na.  (I know this gets con­fus­ing, have a look at the map and stick with me!). I took the oppor­tu­ni­ty to stop and take a walk through a Civil-War era Con­fed­er­ate ceme­tery in McCormick SC.  For those of you who haven’t had the oppor­tu­ni­ty to wan­der through old-coun­try grave­yards, I’d high­ly rec­om­mend the expe­ri­ence.   His­to­ry comes alive when you start see­ing cru­cial his­tor­i­cal dates etched in stone. The thing that struck me was how long peo­ple were liv­ing back in the late 17 and ear­ly 1800’s.. Sev­er­al of the stones I read were peo­ple that lived well into their 80’s and 90’s, and that’s through the US Civil War!  Who­ev­er says we’re liv­ing longer today might want to recheck their stats. ;)

Robert Bayless Dean, PVT CO E 13 BATT, SC Infantry, Confederate States Army, Apr 3, 1837, Feb 18, 1905

Robert Bay­less Dean, PVT CO E 13 BATT, SC Infantry, Con­fed­er­ate States Army, Apr 3, 1837, Feb 18, 1905

Lewis Bozeman, Died May 2, 1859, about 88 years old

Lewis Boze­man, Died May 2, 1859, about 88 years old

Elizabeth T. Dean, consort of, Thomas Dean, Born April 8th 1795, Died, October 10th, 1865, Aged 70 years, six months, and 2 days

Eliz­a­beth T. Dean, con­sort of, Thomas Dean, Born April 8th 1795, Died, Octo­ber 10th, 1865, Aged 70 years, six months, and 2 days

Confederate Cross

The whole after­noon took me through some pret­ty eco­nom­i­cal­ly depressed areas..  I saw very lit­tle in the way of indus­try, com­merce, or any oth­er viable form of income save a bit of farm­ing..

Building for Rent: Bracknell's - This BUILDING may FALL but the QUALITY of our MERCHANDISE - WILL NEVER -

Build­ing for Rent: Bracknell’s — This BUILDING may FALL but the QUALITY of our MERCHANDISEWILL NEVER -

Often, I’d come across vir­tu­al ghost towns that looked recent­ly-pros­per­ous. It was simul­ta­ne­ous­ly sur­re­al and sad­den­ing. Cross­ing the state line between South Car­oli­na and Augus­ta GA was per­haps the most stark con­trast between have and have-not..  After a half day of pass­ing run-down farms and desert­ed towns, the sub­urbs of Augus­ta were incred­i­bly posh and well devel­oped..

Augus­ta itself has seen bet­ter days..   Both of my cam­eras had given up the ghost by the time I got there, but I man­aged to catch a few shots of the Augus­ta Pow­der Works build­ings where much of the Con­fed­er­ate gun­pow­der and muni­tions were made dur­ing the Civil War.  Much of the area around the pow­der works was incred­i­bly depressed and as I rode around I couldn’t help but think that it deserved much more explo­ration and time with a cam­era and an open ear.

ThirstyGirl at the Augusta Powder Works

Thirsty­Girl at the Augus­ta Pow­der Works (Now a cot­ton com­pa­ny)

Push­ing on, and after one more speed­ing tick­et (a lit­tle more than a hand-slap this time) I final­ly made it in to Savan­nah and got set­tled for a few days of wan­der­ing..  That, in the next post. This one is already get­ting toooo long. Read Part 2 here if you’d like to con­tin­ue!

 

– If you haven’t read it yet, you can click this link for part 1 of this post! –

Savan­nah Geor­gia turned out to be an incred­i­bly beau­ti­ful city to just walk around for  a few days (the old His­toric Dis­trict was at least!)..  Savan­nah res­i­dents seem to take great pride in the many treed squares and beau­ti­ful archi­tec­ture that fills the old dis­trict and they’re well worth an after­noon to wan­der through, or just to sit down and watch oth­ers do the same.  Those inter­est­ed in high-end antiques will delight in the pletho­ra of shops cater­ing to those with a pen­chant for ancient his­to­ry and/or mon­ey to burn.  Sad­ly, most of the books I found in the stores I vis­it­ed were writ­ten in Swedish or Ger­man lan­guage, nei­ther of which were par­tic­u­lar­ly use­ful to me.

Savannah Harbour Diptych

Scat­tered about the same dis­trict are numer­ous build­ings belong­ing to the Savan­nah Col­lege of Art and Design (SCAD) an art school with a pret­ty great sto­ry. If you spend any amount of time in the area, you’ll undoubt­ed­ly come across the pletho­ra of art stu­dents going about their dai­ly lives.  Owing to the sheer num­ber of of art­sy-types, I couldn’t help the con­tin­u­ous loop of Lydia the Tat­tooed Lady play­ing in my head as I wan­dered about town. :)

The night-life in Savan­nah is plen­ti­ful and full of choice.  One of my favourites by far is the Bay Street Blues, a good, hon­est bar with freak­in-fan­tas­tic music!

I’m told there was a lot of real­ly great food to eat in town, and I did man­age to have a few good meals but with the way my tim­ing worked out a few snacks seemed to do me well for most of my two days here..  Paula Dean’s restau­rant did come rec­om­mend­ed, and indeed it’s pop­u­lar (so pop­u­lar in fact that it spans three floors and sports a wait­ing list).  Ms. Dean is well known for her south­ern cook­ing, and indeed the buf­fet sup­per her estab­lish­ment served was pret­ty tasty, the ser­vice and din­ing expe­ri­ence left a lot to be desired.

I try to be as pos­i­tive as pos­si­ble on this site, but my next stop at Hilton Head Island was, well, fright­en­ing (in a chil­dren of the corn sor­ta way).  I will say, that on my way out to Hilton Head, I man­aged to find a farmer’s mar­ket and food-fair in the small town of Bluffton SC.  Also found here was the posh­est choco­late chip cook­ie I’ve ever eat­en.  I mean, seri­ous­ly, who puts whipped cream on a cook­ie? Idun­no, but every­body should!

Posh Cookie in Bluffton, SC

So, yeah, Hilton Head Island. One of the odd­est (and odd­ly uncom­fort­able) places I’ve vis­it­ed in a long time.  As I drove the long park­way out to the island, I passed per­fect­ly man­i­cured medi­ans that led me to believe I’d head­ed into sub­ur­ban hell.   This was only the begin­ning.  Hilton Head, it turns out, is FULL of time-share con­dos and plan­ta­tion resorts..  I stopped in to a “tourist infor­ma­tion” cen­ter look­ing for a bed and break­fast or hostel with no luck.  Turns out that it was actu­al­ly a time­share sales office. Ergh.. I have to be fair though, the gal there was nice enough to send me to one place that did have hotel rooms too, and gave me some rec­om­men­da­tions for food and drink that night. I was still pret­ty exhaust­ed from an epic night out in Savan­nah, and called it quits after search­ing in vain for a place to eat some­thing healthy.  In the process, I learned that the plan­ta­tions (there are many) on Hilton Head have all banned motor­cy­cles from the prop­er­ty.  All motor­cy­cles. Huh?  Must be that only bad peo­ple ride motor­cy­cles.. Or some­thing..

Look­ing for that meal, I only man­aged to find a bar that sold food.  As I wait­ed for my burg­er (the health­i­est thing I could find), I came to the hor­ri­ble real­iza­tion that I was in some real­ly awful ’80’s sum­mer-par­ty-movie..  Real­ly. Awful.   Though my hotel was peace­ful, I was hap­py to get out of there in the morn­ing..

Head­ing north again, toward North Car­oli­na, I hap­pened across Cry­ba­bies Tav­ern (as I was search­ing for food again) in Beau­fort, SC. (not to be con­fused with Beau­fort, NC… One is pro­nounced Be-U-fort, the oth­er BO-fort to mit­i­gate any chance of mis­tak­en iden­ti­ty.. )

Cry­ba­bies is pos­si­bly the BEST lit­tle dive-bar I’ve ever had the plea­sure of drink­ing in. The bar­tender was awe­some, and the patrons were just good, hon­est, unpre­ten­tious, and hos­pitable. This place is well worth stop­ping in if you ever hap­pen to find your­self in Beau­fort (SC). High­light? The base­ball bat behind the bar. Win!

Crybabies Tavern, Beaufort SCThreat deterrence: Crybabies Tavern, Beaufort SC

Interior photo: Crybabies Tavern, Beaufort SC

I made my way up to Charleston North Car­oli­na, the site of the first shot in the US Civil War and home to the high­est den­si­ty of beau­ti­ful and fit peo­ple I’ve seen in the Unit­ed States of Amer­i­ca.  Yowza!   Take your ten, add about twelve and you’ve got your­self a good aver­age for Charleston.  In all seri­ous­ness, I did see an incred­i­bly high pro­por­tion of healthy-weight peo­ple here, in com­par­isoon to many of the oth­er places I’ve down in the US.  I’m not sure how the demo­graph­ics play in to this but suf­fice it to say, if you’re look­ing to find an active and fit pop­u­la­tion, this’d be a good place to start look­ing!

In Charleston, I stayed in a dorm room at the Not­so Hostel which turned out to be a refresh­ing change from the hotels I’d been stay­ing in.  I got a chance to min­gle with prop­er trav­el­ers and even some rel­a­tive locals dur­ing my two day stay.. The bagels and Nutel­la for break­fast were an unex­pect­ed bonus too!  All in all, def­i­nite­ly a worth­while place to stay.

With the onset of mug­gy, rainy weath­er a few days before, I’d been on the move to try and find nice weath­er. The prospects looked kin­da dim for find­ing sun any­where in North Car­oli­na, so I made the best of it and head­ed down to Fort Sumpter, the site of the events that real­ly kicked off the Civil War. It may not look like much now, but in its day, Sumpter’s walls were three sto­ries tall, and it boast­ed an officer’s quar­ters that were fit for a gen­tle­man, com­plete with mar­ble fire­places, canopy beds and par­quet floors.. Unfor­tu­nate­ly for the occu­pants, it was designed to with­stand attack from the ocean with 50′ mason­ry walls and posi­tions for some 130 guns most of which weren’t actu­al­ly installed yet. Oh, and the Con­fed­er­ate attack just hap­pened to come from the land-side.  It fell, and the war was on..

Fort Sumpter NC

Fort Sumpter NC

Undaunt­ed, but grow­ing weary of the poor, driz­zly weath­er envelop­ing the east coast, I made the deci­sion to head inland and get away from the rain.  I start­ed the five hour dri­ve in a down­pour and end­ed up in Asheville NC in near freez­ing tem­per­a­tures..  As I dragged my weary and weath­er-numb body into a restau­rant for a cup of cof­fee and a min­ute to regroup, a local cop men­tioned to me that it was sup­posed to snow that evening.   Crrrap!   I’m down here to avoid the snow, not find it!

Luck­i­ly, that pre­dic­tion turned out to be false, and I’d found one of my favourite hos­tels of all time, Sweet Peas.  If you’ve ever won­dered how to run a hostel right, this is the place to see. Upon check-in, you’re pro­vid­ed with a tow­el, face cloth, and a Sweet Peas stick­er.. Noth­ing like a lit­tle free adver­tis­ing!   The build­ing is super-clean, beau­ti­ful­ly designed, and well equipped.  I opt­ed for a pri­vate room because I had a whole pile of gear to sort out, but there are open four bed dorms and semi-pri­vate “pods” avail­able as well.  The beds were rea­son­ably com­fort­able and linens were pro­vid­ed on all beds–Nice!

Asheville itself is an incred­i­ble town (city?) full of ran­dom art at every turn and this alone puts me in a hap­py place.    Top that off with a daz­zling selec­tion of phe­nom­e­nal food, and a laid-back but super­cool nightlife, Uni­ver­si­ty of North Car­oli­na and a con­cert hall that fea­tures the likes of (Cal­gary native) Leslie Feist  and you’ve got a hel­lufva hol­i­day des­ti­na­tion, and I can imag­ine, a pret­ty great place to go to school!

Chicken Lane artwork, Asheville, SC

Ashville, NC Back Alley

Creative Addressing: Asheville, NC

Piano Garden: Asheville, NC

And even a lit­tle left­over from our afraid-of-the-Rus­sians days..

Cold War Remenants: Asheville, NC

The trip back to Ten­nessee to meet Chris­tian­ne is next on my update list, and was rel­a­tive­ly unevent­ful except that one time I stood Thirsty­Girl on her back tyre try­ing to merge back onto the inter­state..

Ooops.

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I’ve had the tremen­dous plea­sure of work­ing with an incred­i­ble bunch of peo­ple on a project in Saskatchewan over the last nine or ten months and though the win­ter was bru­tal­ly cold, and just plain mis­er­able on the open prairie, work­ing with good peo­ple made it pass quick­ly.

As the spring end­ed and the begin­ning of sum­mer drilling sea­son began, I start­ed to real­ly enjoy my dri­ve out to Kinder­s­ley. As much as we poke fun at Saskatchewan for being flat and bor­ing, it’s actu­al­ly quite beau­ti­ful once the fields begin to turn green and the rain reju­ve­nates the myr­i­ad of ponds and sloughs that pep­per the coun­tryside and accen­tu­ates the superb sun­ris­es and sets with some tru­ly awe inspir­ing reflec­tions.

Over the past few months I’ve been strug­gling to rekindle my love of pho­tog­ra­phy, some­thing that died a lit­tle when I was doing it full-time and pro­fes­sion­al­ly.. I man­aged to sneak out to catch a few pho­tos at sun­set while work­ing south of Plen­ty. Unde­terred by squadrons of hun­gry mos­qui­toes, I man­aged to get a great walk in just north of the rig and a few pho­tos to share with you..

Seri­ous­ly, I wasn’t kid­ding about those mos­qui­toes..

Farm Equip­ment south of Plen­ty, SK

Mor­ris in the sun.. 

Prairie jet­sam (note, this was NOT from the rig in the next pho­to..)

Savan­nah 441 drilling in the sun­set

In my last post I not­ed that I’ve not had a whole lot of inter­ac­tion with my cam­eras for quite some time, how­ev­er I was for­tu­nate enough to be able to take a few days of time-out and head to Hawaii..   Many of you know, this is real­ly my hap­py place, it’s where I go to get ground­ed and orga­nize my thoughts..  I man­aged to get out a few days with the incred­i­bly tal­ent­ed Eng­lish surf pho­tog­ra­pher Chris Ham (you can see his images here) , and thought I’d share a few of the images from our last day out shoot­ing. Chris was incred­i­bly gen­er­ous in show­ing me some won­der­ful van­tage points and the shar­ing his surf knowl­edge; with his help I’ve cap­tured the­se for you..

Rocky Point Lat and Long

Rocky Point, Hawaii

A girl studies the waves with surf board in hand

Con­tem­pla­tive

Surfer walks in to shore

Surfer walks in to shore

360

360

Observation

Obser­va­tion

Safe return

Safe return

Sunset

Sun­set

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A personal project borne of the CreativeLive sessions mentioned in my last post led to the creation of a monthly project. This month's offering is "Junk Store Superhero" and consisted of a trip to several second-hand stores, and an afternoon shooting photos out and about in the city of Calgary..

Starring in this installment was VonBonbon ("V" for short) and her mild mannered alter-ego Tasha. Makeup by Amanda Cook and hair by Mike Lindee.

I'd been itching to get outside and shoot for a while, and realized very quickly the limits of small flashes again..   Making use of our studio experience in Seattle was helpful, but I did fight a fair bit to balance natural light..  A challenge for sure!

The setup changed for as we moved around, however for the most part I used a single strobe shot into a smallish (40"??) umbrella.   Lenses were a 50mm and 90mm f/1.8's and a 70-200 f/2.8 sat on a D700.

Since this was all an experiment things went right, annnnd..  things went wrong.  Some key takeaways for this shoot:

Long days:

We started in the afternoon and went pretty darn late.  Looking for inspiration for the costume and style in the junk store is great, but significantly increases the length of the day. I'd split the purchasing and shooting up in to two days in the future.

Food:

Food is always appreciated when you're going for anything more than an hour.  I had enough water, powerade, and munchies for us to settle our grumbling tummies.  That was money well spent.

Have a plan:

The plan with this shoot was to have no plan.  This was a bad idea. It made things pretty helter-skelter when we actually got to shooting and reactive rather than proactive when it came to working in specific locations. I feel this shows in the photos.  Having a few specific shots (or at least a solid location) in mind to get started is a much better idea than 'let's see what we can find'

Continuing on with the benefit of a good plan, as the photographer having a clearer idea of what I actually wanted from the shoot would have also made things smoother in that I could have provided better direction.

My model was incredibly patient and willing to take direction, but I (in hindsight) feel like I was relying too much on her to just come up with superhero-ish poses and situations which was a bit unfair.

Tasha did a great job of doing the 'model' thing and the result was most of the images came across more like a fashion shoot than a superhero in a specific situation.  This was not intentional, and the results are pleasing, but not acceptable if we're looking at this from the perspective of a commercial shoot (where, to be fair, we'd have a plan..  See where this is going? :)

Have an assistant

Having an assistant to help out with lights, bags and logistics would have been incredibly helpful..  Mike and Amanda did a great job of lending a hand but unfortunately weren't able to stay 'till the end of the day so I ended up hauling gear and trying to focus on what I wanted to shoot..  I'm not good enough for that to be a 100% slam dunk yet.  Working on it.

Request for feedback:

So there ya go.  As always I'm open to feedback on the shots and the commentary above.  How do y'all think this turned out? Where could I make improvements? What would you have done differently? Also... How do the colors look?   I've just dug the color calibrator out and everything grey looks kinda pink now...  :0/

Here are a few of the shots for you to see..

Final Images

Junk Store superhero

Junk Store superhero
Junk Store superhero

Junk Store superhero

Junk Store superhero

 

I announced that I was down at the T&C the oth­er night to see Quentin Red­dy play, but it was a bit too late for peo­ple to come down..  Thanks to those of you who tried though!

Quentin and the guys played a few great sets before I had to leave (an ear­ly morn­ing was loom­ing) but I man­aged to grab a few images while I was there.

Thought I’d share them with you all here as I still don’t have the drom­e­dary com­pa­ny blog up and run­ning (too busy with oth­er projects!).

 

In the begin­ning of Sep­tem­ber I post­ed a note about the youth pho­to ini­tia­tive that I’ll be run­ning in con­junc­tion with the Cal­gary board of edu­ca­tion and the Boys and Girls Club of Cal­gary..

The first few weeks have gone very well, and we’ve man­aged to select approx­i­mate­ly ten stu­dents to com­plete the for-cred­it pro­gram. Dur­ing the last class we dis­cussed some of the cur­rent events that stu­dents felt strong­ly about, and in the end the group agreed to focus on the com­mu­ni­ty of Bow­ness here in Cal­gary, which is an incred­i­bly diverse and (dare I say) unique com­mu­ni­ty. Given said diver­si­ty, this will prove to be an inter­est­ing project as time goes on!

With the help of Jim at The Cam­era Store, we sent requests to sev­er­al cam­era man­u­fac­tur­ers to spon­sor the pro­gram with equip­ment.   Unfor­tu­nate­ly the requests were not met favor­ably and as a result the school will have to pur­chase the cam­eras out­right.  I’d real­ly like to give a plug to The Cam­era Store and par­tic­u­lar­ly Jim for being so sup­port­ive of Boys and Girls Club pro­grams. They’ve helped on a few projects already and their com­mit­ment to help­ing the com­mu­ni­ty should not go unno­ticed!

I’ve sent the stu­dents out with the fol­low­ing home­work and next week (if all goes accord­ing to plan) we should begin to actu­al­ly work with cam­eras..

  • (Cur­rent Events) Bring in 2 arti­cles (or pieces of writ­ing)
    • Be pre­pared to talk about what they mean to you.
  • (Observation)Find two out­side objects and vis­it them on at least four occa­sions in one day: Morn­ing, Mid-Day, Evening (sun­set), Night
  • Record your obser­va­tions
    • Shad­ows
    • Colours
    • Tex­ture
    • Con­trast

Now I’ll have to get myself out to do some home­work too; I must admit, it’s kin­da fun to be back in school! :) 

In respon­se to a request for gallery con­tent I’ll be assem­bling a cou­ple of dif­fer­ent pho­to series’ in the next mon­th or two..  I wel­come com­ments, sug­ges­tions or any oth­er input.

  1. Bel­ly But­tons
    • After an inter­est­ing exer­cise at the Lead­er­ship Cal­gary open­ing retreat, I’d like to explore Bel­ly But­tons, an anatom­i­cal fea­ture that every­body on this earth shares. My inten­tion is to explore the sim­i­lar­i­ties and dif­fer­ences of said BB’s to high­light our com­mon ori­gins.
    • Please send me an email if you’d like your navel fea­tured in this exhibit.
  2. Garbage
    • I was asked to exhibit a series of pho­tographs at a local cafe in Novem­ber and in doing so, I’ve decid­ed to cap­ture some of what we throw away and the places the garbage inevitably ends up..   I’d like to use this to encour­age peo­ple to con­sid­er the impact of their Christ­mas pur­chas­es this year, and in the future.
    • As with the bel­ly-but­tons, if you’d like to take part in this, please let me know..