Sunday, April 27, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Narcissism at sunset
I was sent on an assignment to go take pictures of a sunset... and while waiting for the perfect sunset colors I took a self portrait. It was gusty on that hilltop.
I watched the sun go down with a complete stranger this evening. A biker stopped at the top of the hill where I was set up.
The sun grew to about the size of a 50 cent piece as it made it's descent in the sky and then saw it drop behind the mountains to the west. I actually saw it move... or the world move I guess. It was a neat experience.
I watched the sun go down with a complete stranger this evening. A biker stopped at the top of the hill where I was set up.
The sun grew to about the size of a 50 cent piece as it made it's descent in the sky and then saw it drop behind the mountains to the west. I actually saw it move... or the world move I guess. It was a neat experience.
Jessica
Friday, April 18, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
InSAMIty
...That's her derby alias.
This shoot was full of happy accidents and nice surprises.
I originally lit this photo to set a mood that fits her derby name. It's kind of a dark mood, by aiming the dynalite up towards her chin... and I took advantage of Sami's happy smiling face. Turns out that this way you can see her eyes and little sparkley glints from her hoop earrings were a very nice surprise. That's InSAMIty!
This shoot was full of happy accidents and nice surprises.
I originally lit this photo to set a mood that fits her derby name. It's kind of a dark mood, by aiming the dynalite up towards her chin... and I took advantage of Sami's happy smiling face. Turns out that this way you can see her eyes and little sparkley glints from her hoop earrings were a very nice surprise. That's InSAMIty!
Jedi Mail
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Off to see the wizzard.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Old favorites.
I took this in the spring of 2006 as part of a portrait project that I did on Los Mesilleros... an elderly group that is at the heart of the small community called Mesilla. They are the last generation to be born in Old Mesilla, NM.
Manuel Biel, “SeƱor Biel” 86, a native of Mesilla is a veteran of World War I
Manuel Biel, “SeƱor Biel” 86, a native of Mesilla is a veteran of World War I
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Fingerprinting baby
Rebecca Craig/The New Mexican
Barbara Vail holds her granddaughter Abigail Honnel, as Officer Bruce Pratz takes her fingerprints to make a child I.D. at the Genovieva Chavez Center on Saturday. Children were able to have their picture taken and printed out with their finger prints part of the program "Kasey Says," developed by the Sandoval County Sheriff's Department to promote reading, safety and alcohol and drug use prevention in elementary schools.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Shoefitti
Shoe flinging or "shoefiti" is the American and Canadian practice of throwing shoes whose shoelaces have been tied together so that they hang from overhead wires such as power lines or telephone cables. Shoe tossing has also been observed in areas of the United States, Canada, Britain, Australia, New Zealand, Argentina, Mexico, Ecuador and Ireland.
In some neighborhoods, shoes tied together and hanging from power lines or tree branches signify that someone has died. The shoes belong to the dead person. The reason they are hanging, legend has it, is that when the dead person's spirit returns, it will walk that high above the ground, that much closer to heaven.
However, sometimes shoefiti is marker for gang territory or a place where drugs are sold.
I took this photo while I was out feature hunting. I saw a pair of cleats hanging from power lines an remembered that I have always thought that it would have made a nice photo. When I came back to the office, I learned that a soccer player from a local high school had been killed in a car accident on I-25. I don't know if these cleats were related to the accident or not.
In some neighborhoods, shoes tied together and hanging from power lines or tree branches signify that someone has died. The shoes belong to the dead person. The reason they are hanging, legend has it, is that when the dead person's spirit returns, it will walk that high above the ground, that much closer to heaven.
However, sometimes shoefiti is marker for gang territory or a place where drugs are sold.
I took this photo while I was out feature hunting. I saw a pair of cleats hanging from power lines an remembered that I have always thought that it would have made a nice photo. When I came back to the office, I learned that a soccer player from a local high school had been killed in a car accident on I-25. I don't know if these cleats were related to the accident or not.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Santa Fe Disco Brawlers: Portrait Time!
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
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