My Backyard Stories Continue

I just had the most interesting, disgusting, surprising yet expected reminder of the ugly hate some people carry around in their hearts.  We have this sign in the front yard of the house where Deb’s parents used to live.

.... Neighbors – No matter where you are from, we're glad you're our

The house has been sold so we had a yard sale today to jettison a bunch of junk. After a little while an elderly lady pulls up to check things out.  As I walk up to her she asks, “Is this your sign?”  I say, “Yes.  It is.”  She says, “You don’t know what you’re asking.”  To which I say, “I’m not asking you to do anything.  I am just telling you how I feel.”  Then I added, “These are some of the most beautiful people I have ever met.”  With some feeling, she says, “They are murderers.”  I quietly replied, “Americans are muderers too.”  Surprisingly, but not really, she says, “But this is America!”  At this point I’m pretty sure I’m not going to win a popularity contests with this lady and I think to myself, “Does she even HEAR what she is saying?”  Then, she adds, “I hope they move in next door to you.”  To which I calmly say, “I have had them living in my house.”  She says, “Then keep them.”  As she walked off she says, “You need to open your eyes.” I kindly said back to her, “As do you, dear.”

I know there are those who fear foreigners coming to the United States and some of them (like the woman I encountered) ape the hate and misinformation being stuffed down their throats.  I cannot change their hate, but maybe I can show them what it means to accept and appreciate others.  I admit it, I got a little perturbed with her ignorance and prejudice.  But, after I cooled off, I decided I need to pray for her.  Not just for her, but for me too.  She needs to see humans as humans and I need to see her and her ilk as humans who need a good example.

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Digital Media Presence

Today I am reflecting on my Facebook presence as a photojournalist. I hate it. I join various photo groups and most of them turn up idiots who can not follow the news and stay-at-home moms with nothing better to do than pester other photogs.  I will keep trying though.  I have become a contributor to Getty Images and I need to follow up on that a little more.  That makes me happy for sure.  There are a couple of new groups I have asked to join and we’ll just see how that works out.  I also began using Instagram.  That’s actually pretty interesting and fun.  I guess my biggest wonder about all this digital jazz is, how worthwhile is it?

In the past, I have toyed with the thought of going back to school to learn how to utilize this crazy internet.  There was an ad on FB for getting an MA in Digital Media at Concordia College, NY.  Does anyone know anything about these folks?  I’m in the middle of a chat session right now with an “Enrollment Specialist”.  Waiting for them to ask me to sign up with my credit card…  Ha! They said they were at the Portland, OR campus and the only way for me to communicate with the NY campus is either by phone or email.  I don’t want to talk on the phone and I already tried an email and that got bounced back.  So far, not very impressive…

If anyone has any thoughts regarding learning more about utilizing the digital maze I’d love to hear from you.

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Grit And Guts – The New Face Of Female

“At Getty Images we have seen a rise in the popularity of images depicting women who care less about how they look and more about what they can do, a visual trend we are calling ‘Gritty Woman’” – Rebecca Swift, Director of Creative Insight, Getty Images ( via HuffPostUK)

Grit And Guts – The New Face Of Female

According to a recent survey by Sport England, a third of women still worry about what people think of their appearance and ability when they exercise. At a time where we’re seeing women as world leaders, this is a worrying statistic. 📷: Nick David


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The Man on the Bed: The Story Behind a Viral…

“Whenever I feel or will feel any kind of despair or surrender to [life’s] problems and obstacles,” Eid says, “I will always [recall] the image of Abu Omar smoking his pipe while sitting on his rubble covered broken bed and listening to his favorite music.” Eid says (via TIME)

The Man on the Bed: The Story Behind a Viral…

It’s a haunting counterpart to the typical scenes from this brutal war, Photographer Joseph Eid-AFP/Getty Images captures Aleppo, the man and his pipe, listening to his record player.


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Pondering A Question

I was just watching a show where the character makes this comment, “…at a certain point I realized there’s a huge difference between what we work for and what we live for.”  Now I am wondering, pondering, what is the difference?  My initial thoughts tell me that they should be one and the same.  Is that possible?  Can they be the same, or must they be different?  Can they be the same thing viewed and pursued from a different place?  Do they become two different things all together when we lose ourself in ourselves or do we only delude ourselves (am I deluding my own self) by thinking up a contrivance to convince myself that these are two wonderful things blended together?  I dunno…  Need to think about it some more I guess.

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Back In The High Life?

I’ve been getting excited about some new things that have come my way lately and it has gotten me thinking that I may be actually getting back in the photo biz as a career!  That thought has me TOTALLY STOKED!  I won’t get into all the “timeless” details here… yet.  While I was working on a photo project I was listening to Pandora when a cool Steve Winwood song came on, “Back In The High Life”.  I looked up the lyrics and I’ll be if it does not describe where I’m at with my photography to a tee.  Check it out:

It used to seem to me
That my life ran on too fast
And I had to take it slowly
Just to make the good parts last

But when you’re born to run
It’s so hard to just slow down
So don’t be surprised to see me
Back in that bright part of town

I’ll be back in the high life again
All the doors I closed one time
Will open up again
I’ll be back in the high life again
All the eyes that watched me once
Will smile and take me in

And I’ll drink and dance with one hand free
Let the world back into me
And oh I’ll be a sight to see
Back in the high life again

Girl you used to be the best
To make life be life to me
And I hope that you’re still out there
And you’re like you used to be

We’ll have ourselves a time
And we’ll dance till the morning sun
And we’ll let the good times come in
And we won’t stop till we’re done

We’ll be back in the high life again
All the doors I closed one time
Will open up again
We’ll be back in the high life again
All the eyes that watched us once
Will smile and take us in

And we’ll drink and dance with one hand free
And have the world so easily
And oh we’ll be a sight to see
Back in the high life again

High life
High life
In the high life again

We’ll be back in the high life again
All the doors I closed one time
Will open up again
We’ll be back in the high life again
All the eyes that watched us once
Will smile and take us in

And we’ll drink and dance with one hand free
And have the world so easily
And oh we’ll be a sight to see
Back in the high life again

High life
Back in the high life
Oh, we’ll be back

It seems even more fitting that this song came out of the 80s, when I left photojournalism, when I closed the door as a career.  Now…  I’m opening that door again.  I feel like I can see the light behind the door opening up again, back to my first career love, that lovely lady.  Back in the high life.

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Some old news that has never been said before.

I know, I know…  I need to post more oftener than this!  I’m not making any promises here, but I will try, OK?

I have been keeping as busy as I can doing photography work (that four letter word… photography is not really work for me) and still keep my 8-5, M-F job.  Sometimes my wife is a photo widow because of it.

I took pictures of the Ultimate Big Sky Sectional finals in April Big Sky Sectionals

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And the Boise Ultimate Scene Youth (BUSY) championships in May BUSY Championships 5.18.15 and BUSY Championships 5.19.15

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After these I did some freelance work for a guy who has a couple kids that play lacrosse.  Made a little extra cash there.

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Last week my daughter, Hannah, asked me to take some shots of her sporting a new look.  Those images are here Hannah

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But the thing that is prompting me the most to write a blog post is what I did last night.  I have been going through a lot of my old images and found some that I realized have never been shown outside of my house or school.  These images are 20 some 30+ years old and I have really been enjoying revisiting them and putting them in a new gallery on my website.  I won’t include all the details about them here, but I did put captions of some of them.  So here’s the link to that Old News

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There is one image in this gallery though that is over 40 years old (1974 or 1975) .  When I first began shooting for the Fullerton Daily News Tribune I was given a Yashika Mat twin lens reflex camera and a gargantuan potato-masher Singer flash.  I think the battery pack for that beast was about 10 pounds all by itself.  One night I was shooting a basketball game and as is often the case there was a loose ball that everyone was scrambling for.  The only thing was that they were all scrambling towards me.  Being the light footed dodger I RAN away.  But as I fled the scene I turned my camera towards the action and got off one shot. (Which in those days was about all you could shoot anyway.  Motor drives and any-frames-per-second were way out of my league.)  With the flash and hand winding the film I was lucky to shoot more than one frame per minute.  When I got back to the paper and processed the film I was really excited that I got a good clean shot of that moment.  The managing editor, Al Hewitt, wanted me to enter it in a news photo contest, but I was not a member of any clubs so that never happened.  What did happen is that this was one of the images that first helped me realize I really like shooting pictures and maybe I’m pretty good at it too. Shooting styles, techniques and equipment have changed a lot since then and you can see the differences pretty clearly.  But, for a 19 year old kid, this was pretty heady stuff.  I did not fully pursue being a news photographer until 1984 when I was newly married and had some influences to finish getting my degree. But I do consider the beginning of my photo journey to be 1974 when I began working at the Fullerton Daily News Tribune.  This is like one of those times that Doc “Moonlight” Graham talks about in Field Of Dreams. “It was like being this close to your dreams and then watch them brush past you like a stranger in a crowd. At the time you don’t think much of it. You know we just don’t recognize the most significant moments of our lives while they are happening. Back then I thought well, there will be other days. I didn’t realize that was the only day.”  I was fortunate to realize that I had a second chance at being a news shooter.  I hope to find a new opportunity again.

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Enjoy!

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