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..

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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!

 

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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!

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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.

Your map for this side-trip:

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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..