Our DTLA Photowalk began at Union Station and brought us through Chinatown, towards Disney Hall and the Broad, and finally towards the Grand Central Market.
Ah Venice, you never disappoint. We had some new faces on the walk and it’s always interesting to head into a walk without knowing how many people are going to turn up. This LA walk was a slower pace than I’m used to and I think I was able to see more by taking my time.
Hollywood Walk of Fame is always an interesting place to shoot. Here are some images from our January 19 Photowalk on Hollywood Boulevard.
Life unfolds. In every moment, in every direction. Usually it’s just business as usual, but there’s plenty happening around the periphery that’s just.. weird.
Santa Barbara just after a long night of heavy rains. Spectacular light. Partially diffused, with excellent clarity and visibility. After a week laid out with the flu I was dying to get out of the house and into world for a little while at least.
Saturday, December 29.
Our last photowalk of the year! Santa Monica and Venice Beach Boardwalk from Golden Hour through Sunset and into early evening.
Sunday, December 16.
Venice Beach rarely disappoints, and if you have the light, the crowd, and the energy for a long walk, you’ll get some great images.
Friday, December 1.
This is one of my favorite LA Photowalks. Park somewhere near Ocean Ave, Santa Monica Place. Head towards the Pier, grab a hot dog. Why not?
Stupid bird kept moving his head! There were a lot of variables to keep track of. There was heavy wind and the woman’s hair was blowing all over the place. Also, the pelican was moving its head all over the place and when a pelican is looking sideways, you have a shot. When a pelican is looking away or directly at you its narrow head disappears into its neck and you lose your shot.
Well, this was a first for me. I was photographing pelicans, fishermen, and tourists (in that order) on the Fourth of July weekend in Santa Barbara, when I stumbled upon a boat crash about to happen, caught the entire incident as it unfolded, and became an unwitting witness in the ensuing civil case.
2017 was a very busy year. Photography is not my main gig and I was heavily focused last year on growing certain aspects of my business to run themselves a bit more independently which should afford me some more free time to do things like run around the world making photographs.
I love shooting in Santa Barbara. I truly do. And yet, there’s not a whole lot going on here outside of retail shopping and watersports. I’ve reached the point where my close friends are starting to make fun of me over my every growing — and very respectable — library of California Brown Pelican images. They’re great, but it does get old shooting in your backyard everyday. Once you’ve covered all of the landmarks and monuments you really do start to pine for something outside of the norm.
As a steadfast and general rule, I do not shoot the homeless. While some people can pull this off very well, much of what I’ve seen is largely exploitative or just a cheap-and-easy shot. The only times I have gone *there* is when I see an opportunity to serve a larger narrative. This time was different.
This is the 10th post in a series chronicling my photography project through Spain, France, Poland, & Prague. Sandra the Firedancer. This woman brought it.
This is the 9th post in a series chronicling my photography project through Spain, France, Poland, & Czech Republic. Prague. Oh man..
What can I possibly say about Prague. This was my second time in this incredible city. This first post will focus on the Charles Bridge and the River Vltava.
This is the 8th post in a series chronicling my photography project through Spain, France, Poland, & Czech Republic. I particularly fell in love with Kraków when I first visited the city in 2001, freshly engaged to Pausha and abroad for the first time in my life. Where the subject of Poland was concerned I was fascinated, and still am.
The ruins of Ogrodzieniec Castle, Poland: This is the 7th post in a series chronicling my photography project through Spain, France, Poland, & Czech Republic.
This is the sixth post in a series chronicling my photography project through Spain, France, Poland, & Czech Republic. Oświęcim, Poland – A Trip into Auschwitz.
This is the fifth post in a series chronicling my photography project through Spain, France, Poland, & Czech Republic. Katowice, a city with a dirty history cleans up its act.
This is the fourth post in a series chronicling my photography project through Spain, France, Poland, & Czech Republic. We popped into France for Dinner.
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