Headliners

I headed up to Louisville last night to shoot a rock concert that a few of my friends were going to, and it was a really go0d experience. I know photos of guys eating microphones are way overdone according to Dave Labelle, but if anything it was a really good exercise for me. And by exercise I mean physicaly and mental, running around trying not to get body slammed is almost as hard as following the constantly changing light, and finding a peak moment in light, or in light that isnt so red it burns out all the detail. I’m definitely way better at exposing for the highlights after those few hours. Heres a few frames..

 

 

 

 I also realized I desperatly need to clean my lens. Rock on Lexington.

A time for everything.

*Blogger Note* I previously did not give credit where credit was due to my dear friend Elliott who knew I was having a bad day and  that if he took me out to the farm to shoot things in the snow it would get my mind of things for a while. And he was right, it worked. Thank you Elliott, I dont know what I would do with out you.*

I’m sorry If you’ve been coming to my site only to see the same photos for the past week straight. I was on a vacation from life, and didn’t have much time to post.

My grandfather passed away last week, a complete surprise; he wasn’t sick at all. Needless to say this suddenly altered my plans for the week, and sent me into an unwelcome week long vacation from life as I know it. I spent a lot of time thinking, sitting, accepting well wishes from distant family members I barely remember. As I stood by his grave with the -6 degree wind chapping my tear stained face I thought about how I’d feel if someone were taking pictures of me; and for a second it really rocked my world. At first I thought it would make me angry. I understood all those people that have yelled at me to get out of their face in various moments of my brief attempt at learning this career. But then I looked down at the already wilting carnation the funeral director had pulled from the casket arrangement and handed to me. Flowers wilt. mine didn’t even make it through the hour drive home. Photos; they last forever. Grief is part of the beauty of life and if we cannot appreciate the saddest moments then we will never understand the happy ones. To document that; its necessary.

On a lighter note, my week has been intertwined with rather happy moments. I had a great day taking pictures in the snow, and spent a weekend surrounded by camera nerds like myself at KNPA. Overall, UK kids did pretty well in the contest. Listening to the judging was insane and I definitly learned a lot.

Heres a few photos from my snow day just so you dont think I dropped my camera off a bridge or something.

MLK Day

The Parade on monday for MLK day really impressed me. So many people gathered together chanting and singing, and I just couldnt believe that all my life I had never known Martin Luther King day was such a big holiday.

This picture is a little odd. Im not so sure why I like it.

Mighty Elliott up high.

With the last one I had more of an idea I was trying to convey.   Something about Martin Luther King being the looming prescence in all of this.

UK loses to UT

I wont bore you with action photos, these are just a few quirky ones I shot.

Pure luck getting her eyes in between the hands, I cant lie.

I’m not sure if you got the memo, but UK womens basketball players have basketball heads now… haha.

A day in Paris

Today I went on an adventure to Paris with Ed and Elliott, no plane involved. We went to Paris Kentucky and shot some stills, Ed shot some video. We had a grand time crawling under buildings, freezing to death, and we met some people who build slats out of recycled wood next to an abandoned seed factory. Hopefully we will have a multimedia piece about it coming soon, but until then, here are a few frames from today.