Neighborhood Hoops

From my walk around the neighborhood this evening.

Rocky Horror Makeup

Halfpipe

Fallen Leaves

My day off today had me in quite a mood. I've been thinking a lot about humankind as fallen from nature (bleak I know)--that our everyday betrayals of the natural environment really take a toll on one's own spiritual well being; in addition to, but not separate from, the broader ecological well being of the planet. (I told you I was in a mood). On my short walk today, with just a few blinks of twilight left, and a 50mm, I took some portraits of fallen leaves that perfectly described my feeling.
After having some quality interactions with friends and experiencing some warmth and humanity, the feeling dissipated (go figure). Although I think this desolate feeling has at least something to do with living in this "ultra-super-duper modern age" (you heard it here first), I'm for certain that its also a symptom of the psychological disorder known as doing-too-many-errands-on-your-dayoff.

Comic Convention

Hells Bells

This had to have been one of the most rockingest concert's I've ever been too. I hardly knew whether to head bang or photograph, so I did both. You can see more of these here.

Serving

I love photography's "wow cool" effect of freezing and decontextualizing visual elements that might not otherwise pull a second glance. Steam for instance or smoke, reflections, liquid, air-borne objects--all can move from mundane to magical rendered still, 2D and boxed in. Of course this magic all too quickly becomes (already is) cliche. But my point is, the "wow cool" effect is damned cool anyway, and its a compliment to the camera (albeit maybe not the totality of grubby shutter bugging operators*) that its such a cliche making machine.

* Myself included of course. And although its sometimes disturbing to see hoards of people shielded from an actual view by cell phones and digicams, I still love a culture transfixed by a crude mimesis.