Kind of the beginning of a sad movie, or one where the hero comes from humble beginnings to a new life.
I don’t know where I get these ideas. Don’t really know.
This one started out as a regular, normal sunset kind of a shot, but just moved over into something a lot more interesting, I think as I worked on it. I always have other images or scenes from movies in mind when I do these photos and for this one I thought it looked like a scene in a movie were everything had changed for the characters and nothing would ever be the same again. Don’t know what that means.
OK, OK, go back to the modesty and you will probably be able to guess what I will say next. I’ve taken hundreds upon hundreds of these photos. Hundreds and they never come out the way I want them to, never. This one I started the treatment and I wanted an extremely rich b&w to make it look old and expensive. The secret? This is the Tealux in Cambridge. Not that old, but hey, the photo magic, sometimes it will carry you away…
All the elements lined up in this one. All of them. It was like the photography gods smiled on me the day I took this photo. The light was perfect, the pose was perfect, everything was perfect. All I had to do was click the shutter.
I love the warmth sepia brings to portraits, how it makes everything that much more cozy. This was shot on film, the old technology I used prior to the whole transition to the comforts of the Canon XSI.
Also, as a note to the photography nerds out there, this was shot on Kodak CN 400 speed film. It is a really great film, because not only can it be developed C41, that is at your local CVS, but also you can run it through and get b&w and you can run it through and get a lovely sepia. Whatever kind of mood you are in tonight.
This was kind of interesting. If you are a fan of the blog, and I know there are 8-10 people who visit this place regularly, you will know I shot a series of photos of cherry blossoms in 2001. Color infrared film, the works.
Now this photo is from the day I shot the cherry blossoms. This young man was sitting behind me on the train to the National Mall to photograph the cherry blossoms. Him and his friend started asking me if I was a photographer and since I had this behemoth camera around my neck at the time, hey, well, I guess so. I actually prefer person who takes pictures. Photographer to me is Henri Cartier Bresson or Helmut Newton.
Anyway, he asked me to take his photo. Yes, there is blurriness, but mind you at the time I had 100 speed color slide film in my camera. That’s not the diva of the film world, but let’s say near there. No flash on this one, because I didn’t believe in at the time. And there you have this image. I love the look on the guy’s face.
That was a lot of writing for one photo. I’ll never do it again.
Yup, it is that time of year again, where I go on a treasure hunt through my archive. My 8,000 photo archive to rediscover hidden gems. Behold (and don’t let the rays blind you too much):
God, how I love this institution. On my second trip to Florida last year (may I add second in my life) my friend and I went to have an extremely pleasant brunch at the Waffle House. Lots of waffles, coffee, other sundry things. Grand total for this food fest — $16. For two people. Including tax and tip.
As an aside, a Florida native told me that the Waffle House is frequently turned into the Waffle Ho, which I would stand by the Waffle House day and night to see.
In New York, I pay $16 for a small salad with a random piece of overcooked chicken thrown in.
Florida, me and and my multiple cameras are coming to invade. Invade.
I took this at Santa day a couple of months ago and couldn’t decide then what to do with it. Do I like it or don’t I like it:
I mean it has my trademark sort of vintage feel to it, but they aren’t facing me, and I think that would have made it a better photo. I kinda came across it and wanted to know what you, my viewing public thinks of it.