There is no particular theme or idea here, just a bunch of random images pulled from a string of random places and times. I’m not sure what makes ROY’S so iconic. I just know that it is and that I am lucky to have made that little pilgrimage into the desert. Continue reading “Aimlessly Wandering In Search Of Something Lost”
Just a couple of quick shots from Father’s Day in Chicago. The city is a treat even in small bites but it always makes me wish for more time to spend there wandering and watching.
The sun sets, the moon rises, the world keeps spinning around. People keep having the same problems and making the same mistakes. It helps to have clear vision and to look at things from the correct perspective. When we are young we gladly take risks and try new things without much thought but after living for a good while and miraculously dodging many things that would do us great harm, we get a little more cautious and actually worry about things beyond our control. The funny thing is that whatever finally does us in will be something completely unexpected. We spend all our time worrying about the wrong things and ignoring those that will actually harm us. I’ve got no solution, just do the best you can and don’t be foolish. Look around, pay attention, take sound advice but be wary of people trying to sell you something. Dream big and sleep well. Continue reading “Tossing, Turning And Talking In My Sleep”
On Sunday my friend Steve and I met over in Midtown to take some photos loosely based on old television shows about spies and secret agents. Just about everything we work on together is loosely based or loosely made because we never really have a budget for these things, just overactive imaginations. Continue reading “Living a Life of Danger”
This is a sampling of photographs I made for the “Crazy Couture” photo shoot in Peoria, Illinois. These were shot in an old warehouse near the riverfront using an inexpensive studio strobe in a large parabolic umbrella with a diffuser. The fill light is simply ambient light from the large windows. On the shots by the steel door I added a gelled Nikon SB800 as an accent. The most valuable piece of gear I had with me was a borrowed step stool and my assistant who loaned me the step stool. It was around 40 degrees in the warehouse, tougher on models than photographers. No access to power except in the one working bathroom. All our gear works from battery power and the windows provided plenty of cloudy day diffused light to work by. Continue reading “Save The Last Dance For Me”