I took the family to NoDa (North Davidson area in uptown Charlotte) to check out The Dugg Dugg and to prepare a lighting set up for the Friday night gallery opening.
Isaiah loves railroad tracks so as we were waiting for our friend Iris to show up, we went Big Rock Hunting at the tracks.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
This Might Be My Favorite
This photo that I took in Kenya of a little girl holding another little girl is one of my favorite photos of all time. Today. I just can't bring myself to pick one. Or even five.
Taking Matt Lockett's suggestion, two weeks ago I submitted a series of five photos to the 50th Annual Communication Arts Photography Review. It's a pretty big deal, and highly sought after by photographers and designers. Kind of like the Oscars, or jellybeans.
Oddly, this photo wasn't one that I submitted.
Taking Matt Lockett's suggestion, two weeks ago I submitted a series of five photos to the 50th Annual Communication Arts Photography Review. It's a pretty big deal, and highly sought after by photographers and designers. Kind of like the Oscars, or jellybeans.
Oddly, this photo wasn't one that I submitted.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Kinda Cheesy
Yeah, a little campy, but who cares, it has good colors.
This is a photo of Jerry Crane taking off of the Chesapeake Bay beach at sunset.
This is a photo of Jerry Crane taking off of the Chesapeake Bay beach at sunset.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Lee Worley
Lee Worley is an amazing live performance and studio drummer who is currently the studio manager at Bright City Studios in Fort Mill, SC.
This is a photo I took of Lee for a drumstick sponsorship package he's trying to secure.
I think it was Eric Hurtgen who told me, "If you can't do it with a 50mm, then..." and he wrapped it up with something brilliant, but I don't remember the rest.
This is a photo I took of Lee for a drumstick sponsorship package he's trying to secure.
I think it was Eric Hurtgen who told me, "If you can't do it with a 50mm, then..." and he wrapped it up with something brilliant, but I don't remember the rest.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Rhonda, Like The Pants
This is my dear friend Rhonda. She is an intercessory missionary with ZHOP, but her roots go deep into the heart of Bound4LIFE and TheCause.
I've been designing her newsletter, and today we snapped a couple quick photos to insert into the March issue. This is one of them.
If you ever get to meet her, consider yourself lucky. And then, ask her about the "Pants" thing. It's good.
I've been designing her newsletter, and today we snapped a couple quick photos to insert into the March issue. This is one of them.
If you ever get to meet her, consider yourself lucky. And then, ask her about the "Pants" thing. It's good.
Story Time with Abuelita
My mom likes to be called "Abuelita" by her grandkids. It's spanish for "Grandmother", but my 2-year-old son Isaiah calls her "Alita".
When we stayed at my parent's house this last Saturday night, my mom gave Isaiah a book, and he proceeded to read it to her.
He was pointing and saying the names of all the animals he knew the names of in the book, and describing the many things he could imagine them possibly doing.
I took this photo using the built-in flash on my Nikon D80, reflected to the ceiling using a small mirror that was laying around in my sister's room.
When we stayed at my parent's house this last Saturday night, my mom gave Isaiah a book, and he proceeded to read it to her.
He was pointing and saying the names of all the animals he knew the names of in the book, and describing the many things he could imagine them possibly doing.
I took this photo using the built-in flash on my Nikon D80, reflected to the ceiling using a small mirror that was laying around in my sister's room.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
A Note to Amy
On March 22nd, 2008, Amy Hope Crane went to Heaven.
On March 22nd, 2009, the Crane family reflected.
The look back wasn't at the tragedy, and it was not a time to look back and celebrate Amy's life; the Crane family gathered to take one more step of grief, but they took that step together in love. On a lonely, cold, and windy beach in Virginia, right as the sun was ducking behind the Chesapeake Bay, Amy's siblings and parents read notes and shared thoughts of her. Staying warm was merely a side-effect of huddling close. No shoulder was without an arm around it, and no cheek was without a tear as various words of comfort were read from various cards.
There is no conclusion, and there is no end, there is only the next step. I say that with expectation, not with despair, because I know that though the journey may be long, I will see Amy again.
It's no mistake that Amy's middle name is Hope.
On March 22nd, 2009, the Crane family reflected.
The look back wasn't at the tragedy, and it was not a time to look back and celebrate Amy's life; the Crane family gathered to take one more step of grief, but they took that step together in love. On a lonely, cold, and windy beach in Virginia, right as the sun was ducking behind the Chesapeake Bay, Amy's siblings and parents read notes and shared thoughts of her. Staying warm was merely a side-effect of huddling close. No shoulder was without an arm around it, and no cheek was without a tear as various words of comfort were read from various cards.
There is no conclusion, and there is no end, there is only the next step. I say that with expectation, not with despair, because I know that though the journey may be long, I will see Amy again.
It's no mistake that Amy's middle name is Hope.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Zoe and Mike
This is a photo of my little girl, Zoe, with my good friend Mike.
Zoe is giving him the "Despite your bearded face, I approve of you dating my Aunt" look.
Zoe is giving him the "Despite your bearded face, I approve of you dating my Aunt" look.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
I'm Way Behind
I've been really behind on posting to this photoblog, but to make up for it, I'm going to share a link that has a plethora of photos. And some videos as well:
the Organic Visual Facebook Page
the Organic Visual Facebook Page
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Dual Band
This photo was taken while shooting the Facedown40 event at the Supreme Court with Bound4LIFE. I have recently had the pleasure of being a guest contributing author at the Bound4LIFE Blog, talking about the benefits and methods of social networking as it pertains to social justice issues.
One of the things that Bound4LIFE has created on their website is a social network that revolves around their "Life Bands". The Life Band (pictured above), is a simple red wrist band that has the word "LIFE" written in it, and is worn by those who have made a covenant to "Pray, Vote, and Obey". It is an outward symbol that reflects the inward desire to see Abortion ended, and righteousness returned in the hearts of our nation's leaders.
If you spot a Life Band in the wild, you can participate in "Gotcha!", the Bound4LIFE social experiment. Take a picture of said Life Band with your cellphone, email it to gotcha@bound4life.com, include your location in the subject line, and your photo will appear on the Bound4LIFE Gotcha! Map.
One of the things that Bound4LIFE has created on their website is a social network that revolves around their "Life Bands". The Life Band (pictured above), is a simple red wrist band that has the word "LIFE" written in it, and is worn by those who have made a covenant to "Pray, Vote, and Obey". It is an outward symbol that reflects the inward desire to see Abortion ended, and righteousness returned in the hearts of our nation's leaders.
If you spot a Life Band in the wild, you can participate in "Gotcha!", the Bound4LIFE social experiment. Take a picture of said Life Band with your cellphone, email it to gotcha@bound4life.com, include your location in the subject line, and your photo will appear on the Bound4LIFE Gotcha! Map.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Squishy and Pink
This is my daughter Zoyenka (Zoi-yen-kah), but you can call her Zoe.
She is so squishy.
She is so squishy.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Windows
This was taken a while back. I was taking photos of the Bound4LIFE staff in downtown Charlotte, and in one of the alleys I looked up. This is what I saw.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Melting Quickly
We had snow on the ground yesterday.
Saturday forecast calls for 76 degrees and sunny.
I'm so confused.
Saturday forecast calls for 76 degrees and sunny.
I'm so confused.
This Is Africa
This is one of the first photos I snapped in Africa, and probably my favorite out of the thousands that I brought back. When our plane flew into West Kenya, and we landed on the Migori Airstrip, within minutes, we had a swarm of kids welcome us to their land.
I took this photo with my Nikon d50 outfitted with the legendary Nikkor 50mm f/1.8 lens. Looking back, I should have carried the 50mm on the d80 and kept the 15mm on the d50. Well, looking back even further, I would have bought two d700's and gone without food for a couple years.
The photo of these kids just speaks to me about what Africa is. I don't know how to explain it in words, and there's no phonetic replacement for the experience you have when you visit this place. Even this photo, however moving it may be, does not do these boys justice, nor does it hold a candle to the magnificence and beauty of the countryside and it's people. All I know, is that it's hard to look at this picture, and it's equally hard to look away.
I took this photo with my Nikon d50 outfitted with the legendary Nikkor 50mm f/1.8 lens. Looking back, I should have carried the 50mm on the d80 and kept the 15mm on the d50. Well, looking back even further, I would have bought two d700's and gone without food for a couple years.
The photo of these kids just speaks to me about what Africa is. I don't know how to explain it in words, and there's no phonetic replacement for the experience you have when you visit this place. Even this photo, however moving it may be, does not do these boys justice, nor does it hold a candle to the magnificence and beauty of the countryside and it's people. All I know, is that it's hard to look at this picture, and it's equally hard to look away.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
In A Mirror Darkly
This is my wife, Heather. She is the love of my life. This photo captures a moment that is rare in our lives: the two of us together, alone.
I wanted to play around with reflections, light, and white balance in this photo that I took last night. Using the flash as the back-light and the spill of it reflecting in the mirror as the key, you can see that Heather's shadow is cast behind her even though there was no light in front of her.
I'm trying to post a new photo every day, but all of that is subject to whether I have time to log in and blog. I'm trying to snap new photos every day as well, but that is subject to a lot of things.
I wanted to play around with reflections, light, and white balance in this photo that I took last night. Using the flash as the back-light and the spill of it reflecting in the mirror as the key, you can see that Heather's shadow is cast behind her even though there was no light in front of her.
I'm trying to post a new photo every day, but all of that is subject to whether I have time to log in and blog. I'm trying to snap new photos every day as well, but that is subject to a lot of things.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Kids + Snow
Snow in Charlotte is a rare thing, and rarely does it last long. Having a layer of white covering the red clay that desperately wants to be grass, made for an interesting commute this morning to Bright City Studios next door. If you thought yellow snow was disgusting, try red clay snow/mud.
This photo was taken with my old, very well made, Nikkor 500mm f8 Mirror Reflex Lens that I got from my father many years ago. I am proud to have been born into a Nikon family, and I am happy that Nikon was kind enough to keep their lens mounts the same through the years. I think, had I been given the chance, I would have chosen Nikon above Canon anyway, but that's like a Capulet saying they wouldn't have wanted to be a Montague if they had the choice.
The girl is our neighbor who was traveling past her house, shovel in hand, to find another hill to conquer. Like a veteran of a great snowball fight, she wears her ruddy cheeks with pride, triumph, and pain. She battles the cold, knowing that she can't possibly win, but certain of the hot cocoa waiting for her when she makes her glorious return.
This photo was taken with my old, very well made, Nikkor 500mm f8 Mirror Reflex Lens that I got from my father many years ago. I am proud to have been born into a Nikon family, and I am happy that Nikon was kind enough to keep their lens mounts the same through the years. I think, had I been given the chance, I would have chosen Nikon above Canon anyway, but that's like a Capulet saying they wouldn't have wanted to be a Montague if they had the choice.
The girl is our neighbor who was traveling past her house, shovel in hand, to find another hill to conquer. Like a veteran of a great snowball fight, she wears her ruddy cheeks with pride, triumph, and pain. She battles the cold, knowing that she can't possibly win, but certain of the hot cocoa waiting for her when she makes her glorious return.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Snow My Goodness
Well, it finally happened. I'm not really surprised that it snowed, I'm more shocked that the weatherman said it would snow, and it did.
People get pretty retarded here in the south when it snows, even if it's a light dusting. Tonight's snow was prefaced with a couple days of rain to get the roads nice and slushy for the Monday morning commute. My guess is that schools had already canceled, and businesses planned to shut down before the first flake hit the ground.
I love me some snow, but I like snow where you can't see the grass beneath it. I guess I'm living in the wrong part of the country to hope for that. I think I'm sounding bitter. Maybe it's because the only working vehicle we have is a motorcycle.
People get pretty retarded here in the south when it snows, even if it's a light dusting. Tonight's snow was prefaced with a couple days of rain to get the roads nice and slushy for the Monday morning commute. My guess is that schools had already canceled, and businesses planned to shut down before the first flake hit the ground.
I love me some snow, but I like snow where you can't see the grass beneath it. I guess I'm living in the wrong part of the country to hope for that. I think I'm sounding bitter. Maybe it's because the only working vehicle we have is a motorcycle.
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