13 March, 2007
Gone Missing
Just did the sync, address book is gone. Oh well. I have two more copies, four actually, now that I think about it, but is that enough?
Gone Missing
Just did the sync, address book is gone. Oh well. I have two more copies, four actually, now that I think about it, but is that enough?
09 March, 2007
It's Official
Okay, it's official. I set my mom up with her own blog. Yes, her own blog. I'm not sure if any of us are truly prepared for what this means, but we are about to find out.
It Needed To Be Said
Okay, a friend calls me, says she knows the photo-editor at a large, national kids magazine who saw my work and liked it. “Send her something,” my friend said. “I told her you would.”
So, I grab a nearby promo card, head to my database to address the card only to notice I don’t have a listing for this particular person.
So, I go online, search for “editorial offices,” and hit send. Nothing.
So, I go to the magazines site. Nothing. No address, no phone, no fax, nothing.
At the far edge of the page a “contact,” button. “Ah-HA,” I think to myself.
What do I get? The dreaded, black hole, template page. “Please send us your message, and include your email and question,” the page stated.
What it should have said was, “Go through these meaningless motions and the only thing you can be SURE of is that we will never respond in any way, shape or form.”
This is why these places have these templates from Hell in the first place. There is nobody there to take your message. There is nobody to follow up, follow through or care about what you could possibly want. UNLESS, the GREAT UNLESS, you have something they NEED.
Then, suddenly, a strange thing happens. Suddenly you might get a call, or an email. “Hey, we heard you have such and such.”
You respond, “Well, I sent my message via your template from Hell, but strangely enough, I never got a response.”
“OH,” they will say. “That is so very surprising.” And then here it comes…”Why don’t you send it to this OTHER email address.”
Let me decipher this. This means, “Why don’t you send it to this REAL address.”
People, my fellow citizens, my fellow taxpayers, are we not yet beyond this?
As you all probably know, this is a very common strategy amongst those who feel they are either very important, or that they would get too overloaded by “people” trying to communicate with them.
Ladies and gentlemen, I am a wedding and kids portrait photographer. Let me repeat that. I am a wedding and kids portrait photographer. I get A LOT of calls, emails, etc. I would put my call/email load up against a magazine photo-editor any day of the week.
And you know what. It’s not that bad. My numbers and addresses are all over the place. And, the best part is what comes of unexpected calls and emails. I look at this as contributions, humans interacting with other humans. Partnerships are formed, friends are made, plans are hatched.
So, my dear photo-editor friends, it’s okay, open up and enjoy the rest of the world. We won’t bite. I promise.
So, I grab a nearby promo card, head to my database to address the card only to notice I don’t have a listing for this particular person.
So, I go online, search for “editorial offices,” and hit send. Nothing.
So, I go to the magazines site. Nothing. No address, no phone, no fax, nothing.
At the far edge of the page a “contact,” button. “Ah-HA,” I think to myself.
What do I get? The dreaded, black hole, template page. “Please send us your message, and include your email and question,” the page stated.
What it should have said was, “Go through these meaningless motions and the only thing you can be SURE of is that we will never respond in any way, shape or form.”
This is why these places have these templates from Hell in the first place. There is nobody there to take your message. There is nobody to follow up, follow through or care about what you could possibly want. UNLESS, the GREAT UNLESS, you have something they NEED.
Then, suddenly, a strange thing happens. Suddenly you might get a call, or an email. “Hey, we heard you have such and such.”
You respond, “Well, I sent my message via your template from Hell, but strangely enough, I never got a response.”
“OH,” they will say. “That is so very surprising.” And then here it comes…”Why don’t you send it to this OTHER email address.”
Let me decipher this. This means, “Why don’t you send it to this REAL address.”
People, my fellow citizens, my fellow taxpayers, are we not yet beyond this?
As you all probably know, this is a very common strategy amongst those who feel they are either very important, or that they would get too overloaded by “people” trying to communicate with them.
Ladies and gentlemen, I am a wedding and kids portrait photographer. Let me repeat that. I am a wedding and kids portrait photographer. I get A LOT of calls, emails, etc. I would put my call/email load up against a magazine photo-editor any day of the week.
And you know what. It’s not that bad. My numbers and addresses are all over the place. And, the best part is what comes of unexpected calls and emails. I look at this as contributions, humans interacting with other humans. Partnerships are formed, friends are made, plans are hatched.
So, my dear photo-editor friends, it’s okay, open up and enjoy the rest of the world. We won’t bite. I promise.
08 March, 2007
02 March, 2007
26 February, 2007
Green
Why does it take celebrities to make green issues cool?
I don't think it does. Perhaps it takes celebrities in Los Angeles to make green issues cool. But at the moment I'm in Santa Fe, and green issues just seem to be issues here. Passive solar, water reclamation, hybrids, etc, just seem to be common sense issues and less about "being green." But, then again, you are talking small town, or small city, verses 18 million megacity. What turns faster the yacht or the dingy?
Al Gore won for his docu movie regarding global warming. Haven't seen it yet, but will, and hear it is fantastic. I was more sure of him winning for this than old Marty winning for the Departed.
I don't think it does. Perhaps it takes celebrities in Los Angeles to make green issues cool. But at the moment I'm in Santa Fe, and green issues just seem to be issues here. Passive solar, water reclamation, hybrids, etc, just seem to be common sense issues and less about "being green." But, then again, you are talking small town, or small city, verses 18 million megacity. What turns faster the yacht or the dingy?
Al Gore won for his docu movie regarding global warming. Haven't seen it yet, but will, and hear it is fantastic. I was more sure of him winning for this than old Marty winning for the Departed.
25 February, 2007
Place to Place
The Phoenix wedding is complete, and thanks to bride and groom for making it very enjoyable. Maybe 15 rolls of 120 Tri-x, some digital files. Film is ready to be shipped, and files are backup up waiting for me to descend upon them till my tweaking heart's content.
Now, however, I'm in Santa Fe on other business. The air is crisp, the peaks with snow. More later.
Now, however, I'm in Santa Fe on other business. The air is crisp, the peaks with snow. More later.
23 February, 2007
Time to Rethink?
As I leave for a shoot, driving my hybrid car, bag containing two digital camera bodies, one laptop, I wonder,"hmmmm."
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19 February, 2007
Message to All Photographers
Okay, this goes to all photographers, but especially to digital people, just as a reminder.
Read David Hurn's "On Being a Photographer." Read the chapter on making contact sheets. Fantastic.
"One of the photographer's greatest pleasures is to look back on ten-year-old contact sheets." "The images provide an open door and total recall to the pleasure (and pains) of the past."
Read David Hurn's "On Being a Photographer." Read the chapter on making contact sheets. Fantastic.
"One of the photographer's greatest pleasures is to look back on ten-year-old contact sheets." "The images provide an open door and total recall to the pleasure (and pains) of the past."
More Gang Stuff
Someone has asked for a little more detail on my experience with gang violence. So, in short, here it is.
In 1994 my cousin Tom was shot and killed by two Los Angeles gang members who were, at that time, living in Denver. My cousin was returning home from a baseball game, and these two guys, who had left a trail of destruction throughout the city, decided they would rob someone, steal their car, etc.
The details of what happened are long and cowardly, but the short of it is that my cousin was shot twice and died on the scene.
It was a big story in Denver at the time, front page of both papers, covered in Court TV, etc.
I had never witnessed a criminal trial, which was sickly fascinating, as well as being very educational.
I have had other experiences as well. I did a long-term photo essay on a young, 4th Street Brothas(Austin,TX) gang member who was attempting to turn pro as a boxer and escape the gang life. He didn’t make it. During this story I was in a full-on machine gun shootout, during a little league game, which was my introduction to gang life.
I also spent a month, on and off, with the Austin Anti-Gang Unit of the APD. This was my final project in a photo class. I was clueless, but managed a few interesting images. More importantly, I learned how gang life is a part of the DNA of cities such as Austin.
And finally, just a sidenote, a tidbit if you will. While living in LA, I heard gunfire at night, many times, even wrote about it, which is the first posting on this blog if you want to go back(Half Awake to My LA), and was at home when a drive by shooting happened in front of our building. This is a block from Beverly Hills by the way. I grabbed my gear, ran outside to see a car smashed into a telephone pole, and a friend of mine with eyes like saucers saying, “I saw the entire thing.”
In 1994 my cousin Tom was shot and killed by two Los Angeles gang members who were, at that time, living in Denver. My cousin was returning home from a baseball game, and these two guys, who had left a trail of destruction throughout the city, decided they would rob someone, steal their car, etc.
The details of what happened are long and cowardly, but the short of it is that my cousin was shot twice and died on the scene.
It was a big story in Denver at the time, front page of both papers, covered in Court TV, etc.
I had never witnessed a criminal trial, which was sickly fascinating, as well as being very educational.
I have had other experiences as well. I did a long-term photo essay on a young, 4th Street Brothas(Austin,TX) gang member who was attempting to turn pro as a boxer and escape the gang life. He didn’t make it. During this story I was in a full-on machine gun shootout, during a little league game, which was my introduction to gang life.
I also spent a month, on and off, with the Austin Anti-Gang Unit of the APD. This was my final project in a photo class. I was clueless, but managed a few interesting images. More importantly, I learned how gang life is a part of the DNA of cities such as Austin.
And finally, just a sidenote, a tidbit if you will. While living in LA, I heard gunfire at night, many times, even wrote about it, which is the first posting on this blog if you want to go back(Half Awake to My LA), and was at home when a drive by shooting happened in front of our building. This is a block from Beverly Hills by the way. I grabbed my gear, ran outside to see a car smashed into a telephone pole, and a friend of mine with eyes like saucers saying, “I saw the entire thing.”
17 February, 2007
Yesterday
Yesterday I was interviewed on the BBC. Gang violence, and my experience with it. You might be saying, "You?" "The guy who lives on the Newport line? What, a gang of urban, yacht captains angry over you taking the best parking space at Starbucks?
No. I wish. A long story.
No. I wish. A long story.
15 February, 2007
The Box
Okay, this might sound cheesy, but I do find it very comforting, for some reason, just to have a black and white paper box around. As I sit here, across the room, on a set of rolling file cabinets, is a box of Ilford, 11x14, fiber-base, glossy paper.
And this coming from a guy who worked at Kodak for four years. On top of the box, more prints from recent darkroom time. There is just something fantastic about this box, this paper, and I have no real explanation.
In addition to this, I called the lab in LA, had them send back all my film and contact sheets from recent shoots. So, I have another box of paper now.
My work comes back, contacts, negatives, in sleeves and boxes and envelopes. I love it. Again, maybe nothing special, but to me, there is nothing better.
And this coming from a guy who worked at Kodak for four years. On top of the box, more prints from recent darkroom time. There is just something fantastic about this box, this paper, and I have no real explanation.
In addition to this, I called the lab in LA, had them send back all my film and contact sheets from recent shoots. So, I have another box of paper now.
My work comes back, contacts, negatives, in sleeves and boxes and envelopes. I love it. Again, maybe nothing special, but to me, there is nothing better.
12 February, 2007
09 February, 2007
One Giant Step Backwards
For the first time in nearly fifteen years I have invaded the darkroom to make silver-based, black and white prints. It was GRAND. My first print was terrible, exposure was off, dust spots, etc, but watching that print emerge from the chemical bath was like discovering photography for the first time.
In an hour and a half I made three good prints, one portrait and two documentary shots, all 11x14, on Ilford, warm-tone, glossy fiber-base paper. I used the negative holder with filed edges that gave me a nice, thick, black border on all four sides.
Before I left the house I broke a hanger into two pieces, cut up a business card in varying sizes and shapes, then poked the end of the hanger into the small pieces. What was I doing? Making dodging tools! Just like I did in the good old days. I felt like an alchemist, and strangely, everything came back to me as if I had never stopped printing.
I felt like I was really making something, crafting it from scratch, and I realized I was now going to be spending a lot more time in the dark.
In an hour and a half I made three good prints, one portrait and two documentary shots, all 11x14, on Ilford, warm-tone, glossy fiber-base paper. I used the negative holder with filed edges that gave me a nice, thick, black border on all four sides.
Before I left the house I broke a hanger into two pieces, cut up a business card in varying sizes and shapes, then poked the end of the hanger into the small pieces. What was I doing? Making dodging tools! Just like I did in the good old days. I felt like an alchemist, and strangely, everything came back to me as if I had never stopped printing.
I felt like I was really making something, crafting it from scratch, and I realized I was now going to be spending a lot more time in the dark.
ANS
There are three channels full-time, "news coverage" of Anna Nicole Smith's death. Not to take anything away from her, but I have not seen coverage like this of, of anything in recent memory. Iraq, Afghanistan, forget it, a backseat at best at this point.
Yes, yes, we are all glitter and Hollywood, but the reality is these channels are seemingly using the death to sell their own coverage.
This is nothing new. News channel love blood and guts, and they have been using it to sell for years, but like everything else, it is getting more and more overdone.
Just remember, "If it bleeds, it leads."
Yes, yes, we are all glitter and Hollywood, but the reality is these channels are seemingly using the death to sell their own coverage.
This is nothing new. News channel love blood and guts, and they have been using it to sell for years, but like everything else, it is getting more and more overdone.
Just remember, "If it bleeds, it leads."
02 February, 2007
The Heat is On
The results of the great United Nations report on Global Warming are in, and the message seems to be fairly clear. Humans. Once again our species seems to have made a negative contribution, and continues to do so.
However, I don’t this conclusion was much of a surprise. There has been much resistance, from certain groups, about the validity of global warming, but I think the number of resistors is dwindling.
As humans we do many grand things, many of which are positive, but at the same time there is no doubt we pollute. Travel the world, swim in the ocean, peer over Orange County at dusk and it is very evident we leave a residue on the land and sea.
What scares me in regards to the report is the idea, “Well, nothing I can do about it.” Where and how this even came to print, to be, is beyond me, and I can already see this being used as the crutch for us to, once again, pass the buck.
As Americans, we have the luxury of being able to help. We have the time and resources to say, “Okay, I’m going to change.”
The luxury of today, DVD players and leather seats, will be replaced, eventually, with the luxury of just breathing.
However, I don’t this conclusion was much of a surprise. There has been much resistance, from certain groups, about the validity of global warming, but I think the number of resistors is dwindling.
As humans we do many grand things, many of which are positive, but at the same time there is no doubt we pollute. Travel the world, swim in the ocean, peer over Orange County at dusk and it is very evident we leave a residue on the land and sea.
What scares me in regards to the report is the idea, “Well, nothing I can do about it.” Where and how this even came to print, to be, is beyond me, and I can already see this being used as the crutch for us to, once again, pass the buck.
As Americans, we have the luxury of being able to help. We have the time and resources to say, “Okay, I’m going to change.”
The luxury of today, DVD players and leather seats, will be replaced, eventually, with the luxury of just breathing.
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