Every once in a while, maybe once a year-ish a group of us (Fabio Governato, Ian Obermuller, Chloe Scheffe, and I, sometimes more) who went to school together take a photography trip to some stunning location just to get some new shots, escape, and have a bit of fun. Last year it was ‘the desert’ aka Eastern Washington and this year, the Painted Hills. How magnificent they were! I talked about this trip a bit in my last post, specifically that wooden sign. Go back and read it, if you’re curious.
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Sasquatch 2012 on Film
Mad confusion greeted me as I wandered into a sea of half-dressed, face-painted, inebriated, happy people. It was an ordeal to locate Reed Juenger among those faces but I did eventually, with relief. He led me to the back of the dance tent (the Banana Shack) where an exclusive, magical wristband allowed me through guarded gates. Having never previously been to Sasquatch or a music festival of any kind, I had no idea what this tent was going to look like. Let me tell you, it was huge. Had I not previously slain my nerves, praise Jesus (not kidding) then my knees might’ve given out at that point and there were several moments after that in which I could’ve slumped into a pile on the floor. I’m told it’s rare at a festival to have 35 minutes to set up and sound check but we did. Before long, they finished the sound check, ran off stage and promptly ran back on again to begin the set. I thought maybe I was going to get to check the mic I was sharing with Tom Eddy (who’s much louder than me) but alas, time was up. I never saw the crowd filter in so I took a peek through the curtains covering the side stage to investigate. Eesh. However, the only thing that welled up in my little heart was pride for the guys. They’d earned this and were living a dream.
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A Needle in Space
Enough with my clever/not-so-clever titles already. I ventured for the first time since living in this state all of my life (and within proximity to Seattle for eight years) to the space needle this last weekend with Chloe and a Norwegian friend. Let’s be fair, the lovely foreigner was the only reason we actually went but I’m glad we did. What beautiful lands we live in! And how easily we forget.
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Life on Film Lately — East Coast Edition
In mid April, the twin and I popped over to NY to attend SVA’s accepted student’s day, reacquaint ourselves with the beautiful melee, and meet up with some friendly talent. We stayed at a sweet little place in Manhattan near Madison Square Park. The noise kept me up and I found myself in a number of cold sweats due to the heat and humidity more than a few times but awoke slowly the first morning by a more pleasant sort of bustle. Below our window, a flea market had appeared from the wasteland that was a parking lot. We adventured through Chelsea and Midtown, took the subway and traversed Central Park. We sought good food and fell in love with the city just a little bit more. When we met Taylor and Tom with Grant, we saw Brooklyn and took a little boat back over to Williamsburg. On the water we could see the statue in the distance, it was a lovely little jaunt! I struck out on my own just once and loved the experience. New York is only daunting on the surface but with enough time and a spirit for adventure, it really is quite friendly and exciting.
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Life on Film Lately — West Coast Edition
Frames from shoots and meet-ups with various lovely people in various cities. All of these people are amazing. I’m privileged to know and call many of them dear friends. Check out what they do. Please.
I say ‘West Coast Edition’ because there’s an east coast post of more fantastic people coming soon. Currently gathering those frames in NYC.
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