Silly.
So busy. So hurting from riding (sliding?) face first down the Bedford Ave. Still jumped in a car headed for "the beach". No regrets. My Gramps told me to go do shit while I still could.
Wait.
Wave.
Run.
August 12, 2008
August 02, 2008
Busy...
Living in New York is tiring with all its goings ons and it's been a kind of busy and kind of shitty few weeks. Here's some pictures. Lots more where these came from, but not a lot of words, time or blogging right now.
080731.
July 04, 2008
water. falls.
i know that the "authorities" tell me not to blog in such a personal way. but whatever, heres some stuff. today is a very important personal day. and like other july 3/4's before, i can't sleep. so here's some pics from last week. my friend took me to see Japanther and the waterfalls that Olafur Eliasson made in New York.
Incredible. I also crashed my bike, had my Blackberry stole and tore up my knee. But all is well and I'm back in touch. So send me a txt with your phone number and I'll call you back or maybe next week I'll be back on the BB and send you a txt back. Honestly, at this moment, I miss everyone. Wishing the best to you.
-N.
PS. an EDIT, before I get to my images. we should all read this: http://bernardavishai.blogspot.com/2008/07/dream-palace-of-arabs.html
(I know, too many and too below par, but I'm too tired to edit this any more...)
I went to visit my Grandparents and see my niece and my sister. I miss them all terribly.
Clouds. Since I just hung out with them and didn't take any pictures. Except of the clouds on the way there.
And when I saw that they had the checkbook out for John McCain. I still love them.
The sun was setting over the nabe where I live. But I don't live in that high-rise.
That's the Williamsburg bridge.
These people were in love and not paying attention to the waterfall under the Brooklyn Bridge.
This waterfall was in front of an old building and a new building.
Brooklyn Bridge. With waterfall. And flag.
Take a picture. Brooklyn Bridge.
Financial District.
Liberty. 2008.
Statue. Sucky picture. 2008.
Japanther crowd. (1) 2008.
Japanther crowd. (2) 2008.
Two pints of Jameson later, I made it back to my bed in Brooklyn. 5am, on the Fourth of July, I'm still awake and wondering.
April 27, 2008
Oz
Sat on the runway at Chicago O'Hare for a couple hours the other night. We pulled on to the runway for take-off, but shut down and sat through a huge thunderstorm. I was on the way home from visiting my amazing Grandparents in Atlanta. We went to a production of The Wizard of Oz put on by—and at—the Roswell, GA senior center. It was amazing how much fun and how free of vanity the actors were. Bravo to living life and having fun.
Sunrise at LGA.
Almost taking off from ORD.
Storm at ORD.
April 17, 2008
Awesome Speech
Thanks to the Daily Show I know that OUR President said to the Pope, "Awesome speech." Brilliant and insightful response dude.
Over breakfast I read a fabulous, subtle, ironic and smart profile of Errol Morris in GQ Magazine. "Fog of War" is among my favorite films—I've got high hopes for his new movie "Standard Operating Procedure".
I like Shay Williams too.
I'm in the process of photo editing some stuff from the winter. Here are some faces from one night at the X-Games.
People get in your way a lot at events. So I shot enough action to make a story, then went on to the people around me.
Other photographers, like Jay Michelfelder (who's website is apparently down.)
And legendary action photog Scott Markewitz.
Skier TJ Schiller, in the crowd due to a knee injury.
Blogger, comedian, skier and fellow dislocator of hips John Symms (Napa Bombs FTW!)
Peter Olenick still giving some high fives with his Empire Gloves, despite being a little bummed about his run.
Colby James West.
April 14, 2008
One after another.
There are a lot of fucking good photographers out there. 297 of them amassed, one photograph apiece, at ilikethesephotos.com by Rob Haggart who used to be the Photo Director at Men's Health and Outside Magazines and now does a bunch of stuff including the blog A Photo Editor. (And yes, I have a shot buried in there somewhere. Thanks to Ally and Katrina for that one!)
On a historical note, and more important to me in my personal growth, there was a very interesting profileof Robert Frank in Vanity Fair last month, although I read it today due to travel schedules. I'm looking forward to teh re-issue of his book The Americans in May.
I've got a little rant about sentimentality stewing in my brain, but in the meantime, check out these two videos.
Part of "Pull My Daisy" film by Robert Frank.
Part of Robert Frank's documentary about the Rolling Stones "Cocksucker Blues".
April 08, 2008
Stock-Home
A last post before I go home. Hanging in Stockholm for a couple of days. Some pictures.
With the contest done, Hatveit and Candide kicked it on the mini ramp while Blake Jorgenson—an amazing photographer with a new gallery in Whistler—enjoys a cold one in beautiful Åre. 
Jersey Mike and Peter in the elevator.
Stockholm.
People.
Shapes.
Had a dance party with Shay WIll and Colby West last night for Colby's birthday. Party Shay was in effect all week long.
Stockholm building that looks like a diner.
Colby and the beginnings of spring.
Söt . Or maybe Gullig. My Swedska is kind of weak.
This is the rest of the crew, they went home today. They ate McDonald's yesterday and we all went to TGI Friday's for dinner. Horrible.
April 06, 2008
Wow.
Last 48 hours are a full blur.
I wrote this at sometime during the evening:
At some point yesterday evening, while it was still light out, it snowed in Are Sweden. I was working on my slide show for the Jon Olsson SuperSession ski/photo/video contest, so despite not sleeping since 8 am yesterday, I didn't notice until after sunrise today. I'm currently writing this blog at 6 AM here in Sweden as my show exports. I had an hour of panic while Final Cut stopped working, a huge learning curve as I'd never used Final Cut before noon yesterday, tragedy as part of our crew came home from the bar with the news that their close friend Wallace from Aspen had died while snowboarding. Fuck, that will overwhelm my general artistic dissatisfaction and make me happy to just be creating something—I'm so happy and wired right now.
All that was a part of the craziness. And after a two hour nap I spent the whole day alternately telling myself all was fine and stressing about better shots I left out of the show and all the other technical difficulties. Damian, Colby and I grabbed an early dinner, where I basically laughed my ass off at two of the best dudes I know, then we were driven to the show. On stage, in front of so many people I was getting ready to be super nervous when I was told our show was first. It played before I could even stress. Then, shit all the other shows went off. Lots of comedy (Peter and Colby especially) and a really fucking well done movie courtesy of Simon, Riley and Blake. A long drawn out judging left me super nervous, but in the end, our team—Sammy Carlson, Dom Janiszewski, and myself—we're judged at the top.
I'll say again that this contest is so amazing because I just wanted to do a great job and push everyone else to do their best. I would have been happy finishing last since I tried my hardest. Anyway, I'm delirious and haven't slept and am not going to edit this. Here is my slideshow and portion of the Team Sammy presentation.
Thanks again to everyone here! I mean it, everyone. Peter and Colby and the boys are giving me a tour of Stockholm for the next two nights, but I can't wait to get home to Brooklyn either. Peace. -Nate.
March 17, 2008
BBC quote and rant.
Before I walked out the door, turned left, and came to this diner where I'm currently sitting and eating breakfast, I heard a quick snippet on BBC radio. I don't know what the actual subject was, but here's the gist of the part I heard: "We're entering an age where anyone can publish anything. And because of that it is intrinsically now our job to edit after the act of publishing." [I don't know why I put that in quotes since its not an exact quote, but whatever I can't html enough to make it stand apart any other way and you get the point now, don't you?]
Which makes me think that we're dismissing an entire industry—a whole profession: editors in all mediums. And now what you and I are faced with is the responsibility to face our growing RSS feeds and the spouting bloggers who we've decided to listen to, and edit each and every step we take through the world. And this task is A) not my primary skill set B) not something I'm getting paid for and C) taking away from the time available for me to do the following things: 1) sleep 2) create my own un-edited content and 3) go do things with my friends and family.
I can't believe I just added to this whole shit show. Although I did get to drink a delicious cup of coffee whilst crafting this rant. And by the way, this is, in one more serendipitous coincidence for my week, the 100th post I've added to my blog. I wanted it to be special and meaningful, but it apparently is just going to be cynical and self-referential.
Back to MY core competency; here's some pics from the other day in Greenpoint and Williamsburg:
Guernsey. 080315.
McCarren. 080315.
Parking. 080315.
Expressway. 080315.
Stop. 080315.
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn.
March 12, 2008
The Blow
So, I was in Vermont last week for part one of a feature story for Powder Magazine. It rained, it snowed (kind of), it iced over, it blew (in every possible way). I did have approximately 1.7 fun runs on my shredding board and 3 orders of mozzarella sticks. And on the way home I was doing over 90 MPH when I passed a State Trooper, but he pulled over the guy behind me. So I guess I am the luckiest man alive.
Untitled #1. (DT) 080307.
Untitled #2. (Run) 080307.
Untitled #3. (Lift) 080307.
Untitled #4. (Driving in Rain) 080307.
March 05, 2008
I Heard Every Sound.
Nightmares kept waking me and last night I heard every sound in the city so unsettled I realized I would either find sleep with the light of the overcast day or I could go on walk about. So headphones and coffee and camera accompanied me to Coney Island.
Amusing interview to read here with The Gutter Twins, who you might want to listen to if...Well, just listen to it so I don't tell that sordid story in a public form. "All my dreams stroll by unclothed." Awesome.
Untitled #1. (Q Train) 080305.
Untitled #2. (Sheepshead) 080305.
Untitled #3. (Windy Beach) 080305.
Untitled #4. (Amusement Park and Project) 080305.
Untitled #5. (Stars) 080305.
Untitled #6. (Cyclone) 080305.
February 26, 2008
Breckenridge.
I'm just finishing a trip back to my former stomping ground of Breckenridge, Colorado. Weather didn't cooperate for action photography, so I just went off on a little tangent of moments of thought and creation. I'll post some dance party pics later for you dirty fuckers out there too.
Breckenridge Resort.
Reservoir.
Parking Lot.
February 13, 2008
Snow that didn't last 24 hours.
Dope snow storm last night and a good show too. Foals kicked ass, then overnight the rain kicked the snow's ass and dismissed it into memories and pictures. I'm off to Michigan, where its so cold the snow may never leave, to shoot some photos. Keep it real, world.
Prints.
Removal.
Surfacing.
La Esquina.
Trees.
Dude from The Teeth lost his shoe.
One song = worth 10,000 pictures.
February 08, 2008
Riders.
Last night people were snowboarding in Union Square. I bolted right out of there though, so I can only imagine how radical shit got. Instead, we hid at a place called Coffee Shop, where we drank beer and I caught up with the K2 boys were introduced to a heroin addict who asked, "Any of you want to fuck?" after she clumsily tried to steal one of their phones. I hear that one of them threw up on his brand new New York Nike Dunks later in the night. But I sent it off to the Shut Skateboards party for a while. Then we ended up riding bulls, just 'cause we could, which left me with a cut-up bloody finger. Good to see nights out in NY didn't change while I was out west.
Amanda getting ready.
I got tossed. Photo by Mike.
January 22, 2008
The Road from NY to CO.
Twitter is like a mini-insta-blog. I like it aside from the fact I only have one real friend on there. It certainly kept me awake and amused on my drive from Brooklyn to Breckenridge last week. And I really like the unfiltered updates from journalists following the Presidential candidates.
I'm in Boulder, shot some beautiful girls and their hair today, then off to Aspen for the X Games madness. Here's my twittering across America and a couple pictures. See you soon. -Nate.
how to pack for driving there flying back? shite, i'm gonna have too much stuff. 06:20 PM January 15, 2008 from web
Last stop gimme coffee. Odo 48214. Headed west. 09:52 AM January 16, 2008 from txt
Nj smells. 10:43 AM January 16, 2008 from txt
Wnyc is static. Cue ipod. 11:02 AM January 16, 2008 from txt
Mnts of NJ r butiful. Snowy :) 11:10 AM January 16, 2008 from txt
Penn- why does every "salad" have meat in it? 12:49 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Pack of turkeys eating by I80. R they social animals? 01:34 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Sign: wlcome to penns wilds. - scary. 01:35 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Skip to the end? I wish. 02:20 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
6 hrs. Ohio. Into the setting sun. 04:09 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
How many hrs of my life spent listening to NPR? 05:02 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Wow. Ohio t-pike is ex-citing! 05:24 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Sandwich, starbux, gas. Thinking about 100 things I need to do once I stop for night. Odo 48698. 06:14 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Goodbye intilectual elitism, hello midwestern clasic rock. Good love is hard to find. 06:29 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Holy Toledo. 07:30 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Ohio tolls: obvs not payin for road repairs. 07:56 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
@Slickbyrd-i know very little bout myself so this should be useful. 08:06 PM January 16, 2008 from txt in reply to Slickbyrd
Indiana: how should we fill the empty spaces where we used to talk? Jedi mind trick and the radio plays floyd. 08:31 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Advertisment for 3 level indoor archery range with leagues"where archery comes alive"!!!! 08:52 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Too much coffee to be stuck in traffic. But I'm goal oriented, getting through chicago in spite of it. 10:38 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Boredom sets in. Thought: will itunes reward me w a new gossip girl tonight? 10:43 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
NY ezpass works in illinois. Wish I new that b4 5 min in toll line. 11:02 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
Solo, ipod, camera. Couple photo stops. Stopping @ next crappy chain hotel I find. 11:32 PM January 16, 2008 from txt
On the road. Late night photos, days inn. Snowing just a little bit. Grey day. 08:47 AM January 17, 2008 from txt
I want to see a dead head sticker on a caddilac today. 09:31 AM January 17, 2008 from txt
at the largest truck stop in the world. full on iowa white out. google map says 12:30 to go. 10:45 AM January 17, 2008 from web
Lincoln reagan hoover: very presidential this stretch of i80. 11:44 AM January 17, 2008 from txt
Blue sky, fresh snow, farm houses-iowa's beautiful. 11:59 AM January 17, 2008 from txt
Iowa ext 187, brooklyn. I had to stop. Gas, windshield fluid, coffee, softbatch cookies. 12:47 PM January 17, 2008 from txt
google directions: next turn 475 mi, 6:35. Ugh. 01:49 PM January 17, 2008 from txt
I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you. about 24 hours ago from txt
Car napped. Cpuncil bluffs. Looking gforward to human interaction. about 22 hours ago from txt
And everything I make is trite and cheap and a waste of paint of tape of time. (Delayed response, but I'm in omaha.) about 22 hours ago from txt
Nebraska- zero clouds. about 20 hours ago from txt
Npr: same person invented hula hoop and frisbee. Died. about 20 hours ago from txt
Shooting star! Straight down i80. about 18 hours ago from txt
Montanita, ftw. Mountain time zone. about 17 hours ago from txt
Colorful Colorado. about 17 hours ago from txt
last stop for gas $ . about 17 hours ago from txt
Written in lights: "eat beef". Smell of manure in the air. about 16 hours ago from txt
When I was 13 went to summer camp for nerds and ended up w a girlfriend from Sterling CO. Dismal in so many ways. about 16 hours ago from txt
Which withdrawal is worse: Twitter or Caffeine? Caf is making me twittery. about 16 hours ago from txt
Northeast colorado filled with terrible smells. about 15 hours ago from txt
Denver...almost home. Thinking about all the stuff I'm missing in NY though. Too much world to love. about 14 hours ago from txt
Eisenhower tunnel. Elevation 11013. about 14 hours ago from txt
Fin. ODO 50055. So much snow. Last 10 mi white nuckles. And to all a goodnight. :) about 13 hours ago from txt
Lou dobbs on the COLBERT REPOOOOORT! Amazing as any mock tv show ever was done. I cannot support Colbert enough.correcto. about 11 hours ago from txt
Coffee and bagel at my breakfast spot of 8 years. Colder than...well, lots of stuff. 35 minutes ago from web
10 minutes into the drive.
Self explanatory.
Day's Inn 1. 12:15 am.
Day's Inn 2. 12:40 am.
Day's Inn 3. 6:00 am.
Brooklyn, Iowa 1.
Brooklyn, Iowa 2.
Into the sun, Nebraska.
Roadside, Nebraska 1.
Roadside, Nebraska 2.
January 12, 2008
Links to read and a picture of Erich.
Not having a good weekend here in NY, but I'm happier to be here than having PTSD from killing people or getting buried.
Colorado:
East Vail Avalanche.
Last week's East Vail Avalanche.
Another.
No one in it.
Canada:
Lucky photographer, good friends.
Seriously, I'm sick of this shit.
My apologies for the cynical bitter post—here's what I'm working on right now to make myself not feel quite as shitty.
Erich Dummer. Gaper Day 2007.
January 06, 2008
New Years Eve
Blah, blah, blah. 2008. Yay!
Jonathan put his sunglasses on, which meant we were ready to go.
We took a bad self timer picture.
Mush and Des drank at some girl's house, only I forget her name.
I bailed and met friends in dumbo.
People were happy.
We looked at Manhattan from the roof.
Brett and Ange were our hosts (thanks!)
There were lots of people on all the roofs.
Hey! Gimme that back.
Some dude fell down. And that about sums it up.
December 24, 2007
Vermont.
My friends took me to Vermont for a day of snowboarding which reminded me that I have fun slashing the edges of any trail. Good weather, good friends, some coffee and some food and back to Brooklyn.
Stratton, VT.
Pizza.
A 6-Pack lift has room for me to not sit next to them.
Mike's Way.
Pop Rox, taste the explosion!
Mike and Super Dave discussing why Super is taking a package of aforementioned Pop Rocks and putting them on his bedside table. I jest not. Oh, and yes, Mike is drinking Pop Rocks mixed with water.
Mike waiting outside the place with the frosted Santa Klaus sugar cookie that powered my drive all the way back to Brooklyn. So glad it was open.
And after a few sunny days in Colorado, I can't help but share this picture of a sunny winter day on the East Coast.
December 20, 2007
quick picture show.
I wanted to write a quick story about going back to Breckenridge, but I've got too many things going on. So you get the pictures now and a story in a few days. Check it.
First stop, top of the T-Bar, elevation: zero oxygen.
Ryan.
Lifts.
JJ Thomas times two.
Sunrise solo mission.
Destination: Coffee. Thanks Jo!
Call me Curt—lets have fun in New York.
Contest. (Kevin Pearce I think, but too lazy to look.)
Keir Dillon.
Shaun White. The Crying Tomato? I don’t know him, seems like a nice guy to me.
Madison.
December 11, 2007
Welp, see you soon.
I'm coming to Colorado and I want to hang out, say hi, drink coffee, go snowboarding, talk about books and art and music and (despite the link I'm about to write about) take some pictures. So, call me. I'll be in Boulder after noon and in Breckenridge by happy hour. Ok, awesome, now I'll hope my flights aren't cancelled since there's a big ass storm on the way and its already raining in Brooklyn.
So, this kid is gnarly. Very courageous in his editing and willingness to get to another side of the story. Even if his work is hidden by the layers of editing involved in mainstream American media. Here's the link, be aware, it's got some disturbing and violent images. Conscientious Blog Conversation with Peter Van Agtmael
Thought provoking work and interview. One quote, but the rest of the article is worth your time.
"A few days after finishing my first tour to Iraq, I picked up a copy of a very well known American magazine at the airport in Holland. I was flipping through it absently when I came upon a brutal picture I had taken of the aftermath of a suicide bombing, run across nearly a full page [see photo in article]. I called my parents to tell them the good news and they went out to buy a copy. In the U.S. edition, in place of my picture they found an image of a few helicopters taking off. I was pretty crushed." -Peter Van Agtmael
December 05, 2007
What I did during the war.
During book club, we got off on a political tangent, but someone put us onto another, less divisive tangent. But here's an article
(with a bunch of links) if you'd like an opinion and to learn about Habeas Corpus and Bush's lack of regard one of the fundamentals of our society.
Yeah, and I went to a bunch of movies, concerts, and read a lot of magazines and also went to a photography workshop and spent some time editing a new portfolio and working on a new website and some other stuff. Oh yeah, and there's a story about me in the Powder Magazine photo annual. But that's not my number. If you want to "call me" you can send me an e-mail.
Crowded at Webster Hall times two.
Traffic, from a cab on the Williamsburg Br.
Metal.
This is Valient Thorr .
You shouldn't go see them if you're afraid of having a good time and getting a little sweaty.
Polaroid upstairs at the Bowery Ballroom.
December 02, 2007
Snow.
Lots of happenings, not so much blogging. Beautiful snowy day in New York, and its been a couple of good days for working, watching movies and sipping tea. Feeling lucky.
From a song I listened to yesterday:
"Please don't let what was get in the way of whats next.
Don't forget that whats to come hasn't come yet." -Devendra Banhart
December 2, 2007. Greenpoint.
Sandy, Thanksgiving on the beach.
With two of my favorite people. (And the rest of my family too.)
November 29, 2007
Chelsea.
It's supposed to snow in the city this weekend, but I was out and about in the cold today. I went to about 8 opening receptions at galleries in Chelsea tonight. 4 epic. 4 lame. I took some pictures that are embarrassing when compared to the dope as hell other stuff I saw tonight. Everyone seems to be printing six foot tall amazing Epson prints. Awe inspiring.
The most popular piece of luggage in Greenpoint.
Sunset. (I'm gagging at this, but whatever, ain't it sweet?)
One of the openings I went to was for Pieter Hugo's "THE HYENA & OTHER MEN". If I had a spare $15,000 around, I'd definitely buy one of these prints. Beautiful, huge, amazing. I don't think anyone in New York reads this, but if you're here, go see this in person at Yossi Milo Gallery. Or check out the rest of his work at www.pieterhugo.com.
Alhaji Hassan with Ajasco, Ogere-Remo, Nigeria 2007. By Pieter Hugo.
November 25, 2007
Free.
This story and slide show is amazing. On the subway, in the swimming pool, crying, on the swing. Wow.
November 09, 2007
6 more pictures from Mexico.
Andrew waiting for tacos.
Toe nails.
Margaritas at soccer game.
Soccer.
Pollo.
Sofia.
November 08, 2007
Bags.
Sitting with my back to the wind, bouncing through the waves, exhausted from surfing, sipping a warm beer. That's a moment.
Late night at Tigre's, pinata spilled, meeting people, watching the passing people in the plaza below, drunken birthday kids, friends faces, buzzing head. That's another.
Reading "No Country fro Old Men", Vampire Weekend playing, head racing to keep up, fan blowing in my face. Yet another.
Town.
Mountains.
Waiting.
Motion.
October 14, 2007
Dear friends.
Working lots seems to inspire me to busier life. Long nights, meeting here and there, quiet time by myself, coffee, walks, dancing til dawn, projects, places, dreams. Thats the sum of it all. My internet went down for a couple of days, so I started in on a book I was saving for Mexico. Less than 100 pages in and I'll recommend it now. Go get it, maybe we can start a book club. Tree of Smoke.
The internet is an amazing being, the newest character in every crack of my 21st century life. Here are some pictures of tangible place and time, inspired by the internet and shared with you through that same medium. Enjoy the photos. As for me, it may be Sunday, but as "they" say, once more into the breach dear friends, once more.
West Brooklyn Beach.
Best trees in NY? Perhaps. Thanks to a new friend.
August 30, 2007
Random Links.
This is my buddy Anthony's blog. He's a pro skier and artist and photographer (and I really like his newest post of art photos from his travels...)
Joystick Skiing
This a book by a photographer named Paul Watson and an interview and an article about him. Dude took a crazy important, Pulitzer prize winning photo and its not all such a rosy moment. But he's still winning awards photographing wars and gnarly situations around the world. If I can find it, its gonna be my next book, but they don't have it on Amazon, apparently 'cause he's from Canada (where they kill baby seals...)
Where War Lives
The interview is amazing:
Paul Watson on Fresh Air with Terry Gross
(You can also download the podcast on iTunes.)
The actual photo, very disturbing and graphic image of an American soldier and a mob in the streets of Mogadishu, Somalia. Look with care:
Pulitzer Prize winning Photo Linked on Palm Beach Post
Article tying Paul Watson and the next photographer and their divergent/convergent stories, "Ghost of a Man I never Knew":
Macleans
This is a photo that also won the Pulitzer, but the photographer Kevin Carter took his own life as the years, PTSD and controversy wore him down (Collection of stories about Kevin Carter):
August 20, 2007
Sunday.
After getting home from the Beckham game after midnight and finishing my work around 2, I got up this Sunday morning to do a photo shoot for Goal Magazin - an Austrian Football mag - at 8:30 in the morning in Hoboken. Like most assignments, not enough time, but despite the big victory the night before, the Red Bulls (and my subject, Markus Schopp) had to practice at 10:30 am.
After the shoot I rode my bike into Manhattan, did some taxi dodging across Houston St, and then played some pickup soccer at Pier 40. As it started to rain I rode back across the Williamsburg bridge to Brooklyn, took a shower and headed to the last free concert of the summer in McCarren Park.
The band Ghostland Observatory was playing to a faithful and soggy crowd, and I got to spend some quality time dancing in the rain. Ghostland is awesome, wish I could see them with more friends and less rain. A short tour of some of Williamsburg's finest drinking establishments and home to an Ice Cream sandwich and good night's rest.
One of the 2 dudes who make up Ghostland Ob was wearing a blue satin cape. They're amazing! My pictures? Not so amazing from under the umbrella.
Dance dance revolution.
Kickball in the rain.
May 25, 2007
O'Death picture.
Some photos from a party by my house in Greenpoint. En- Joy. I did.
We are O'Death.
Love is.
Full. Filling.
Hey ladies.
The Whole Shebang.
April 10, 2007
Can-a-duh, archived from MySpace blog...
5 days, 2 blizzards, models throwing up, lost people, cancelled flights, dance clubs with multiple levels, 5 hours and 50 rolls of film, photo shoot done.
Whoa kids, pictures can't even tell the story but my brain aint working so check it out. And next time, we're partying the night AFTER the shoot not the night before. FYI, in bed at 4 AM - Shaun and I were up and ready to go at 7 am, even if the models weren't there till 2 PM.
Huge thanks to Larry and Shaun and Ryan and the ladies and Guillame Brochu and snow and freezing cold Canada.
Quebec City style:
Girls, out of control breaking shit with the lights on:
We're ready, where you at?
More tired and ready to pass out than ever before:
Give me a minute with the menu...
Whoa kids, pictures can't even tell the story but my brain aint working so check it out. And next time, we're partying the night AFTER the shoot not the night before. FYI, in bed at 4 AM - Shaun and I were up and ready to go at 7 am, even if the models weren't there till 2 PM.
Huge thanks to Larry and Shaun and Ryan and the ladies and Guillame Brochu and snow and freezing cold Canada.
Quebec City style:
Girls, out of control breaking shit with the lights on:
We're ready, where you at?
More tired and ready to pass out than ever before:
Give me a minute with the menu...
March 20, 2007
Pictures and Parties in Quebec City.
5 days, 2 blizzards, models throwing up, lost people, cancelled flights, dance clubs with multiple levels, 5 hours and 50 rolls of film, photo shoot done.
Whoa kids, pictures can't even tell the story but my brain aint working so check it out. And next time, we're partying the night AFTER the shoot not the night before. FYI, in bed at 4 AM - Shaun and I were up and ready to go at 7 am, even if the models weren't there till 2 PM.
Huge thanks to Larry and Shaun and Ryan and the ladies and Guillame Brochu and snow and freezing cold Canada.
Quebec City style:
Girls, out of control breaking shit with the lights on:
We're ready, where you at?
More tired and ready to pass out than ever before:
Give me a minute with the menu...
Whoa kids, pictures can't even tell the story but my brain aint working so check it out. And next time, we're partying the night AFTER the shoot not the night before. FYI, in bed at 4 AM - Shaun and I were up and ready to go at 7 am, even if the models weren't there till 2 PM.
Huge thanks to Larry and Shaun and Ryan and the ladies and Guillame Brochu and snow and freezing cold Canada.
Quebec City style:
Girls, out of control breaking shit with the lights on:
We're ready, where you at?
More tired and ready to pass out than ever before:
Give me a minute with the menu...
March 05, 2007
More Mexico. People. Archived from MySpace blog.
So you all know, these shots are film, Mamiya 67. The Austria shots have all been on the Canon Elph.
A lot of times I want to immerse myself in a situation, so I don't take my camera out. I did that in Austria last weekend a bit, and I regret not having many pictures on film. In Mexico I didn't take any pictures while my boys from Breckenridge were in town. HUGE mistake in many ways, but in both instances, I just love being in the moment and experiencing what is going on without changing the moment by stopping and taking pictures.
These are people I did take pictures of and I'm pretty freakin' happy about it.
The whole family, Patti, Emily, Jim, Rick and Jean.
Mom and Dad, anniversary pictures.
Niece Emily.
Hands.
Dani and Gabe.
Noah with Ensenada.
Hannah and Noah, two times.
Christiano and the Coco-Loko stand.
Gabe and the Flag.
Canadians. Women. Surfers.
Dani and Ensalada.
Mike Levine and Nate Simpson.
Listening to: The Hold Steady, Boys and Girls in America
A lot of times I want to immerse myself in a situation, so I don't take my camera out. I did that in Austria last weekend a bit, and I regret not having many pictures on film. In Mexico I didn't take any pictures while my boys from Breckenridge were in town. HUGE mistake in many ways, but in both instances, I just love being in the moment and experiencing what is going on without changing the moment by stopping and taking pictures.
These are people I did take pictures of and I'm pretty freakin' happy about it.
The whole family, Patti, Emily, Jim, Rick and Jean.
Mom and Dad, anniversary pictures.
Niece Emily.
Hands.
Dani and Gabe.
Noah with Ensenada.
Hannah and Noah, two times.
Christiano and the Coco-Loko stand.
Gabe and the Flag.
Canadians. Women. Surfers.
Dani and Ensalada.
Mike Levine and Nate Simpson.
Listening to: The Hold Steady, Boys and Girls in America
March 03, 2007
Sayulita Mexico photos, archived from MySpace blog.
I know, it was months ago, but I'm finally getting a few more of these shots from Mexico up here. This is some random stuff from around town.
On the Beach.
The way into town.
These guys were really ambitious about working at 7 am every morning. Who needs an alarm clock?
Hoop. Day and Night.
Town.
Sunset with Fishing.
On the Beach.
The way into town.
These guys were really ambitious about working at 7 am every morning. Who needs an alarm clock?
Hoop. Day and Night.
Town.
Sunset with Fishing.
