Vie

A quick post to share one of my favorite shoots this term. I was lucky enough to be able to stop by a friend's sun-soaked restaurant and grab a few frames for my photojournalism class. (Vie, on the waterfront... take someone special, go on Sunday, and order a champagne cocktail and the to die for French onion soup.)

Close to the end of a term where I've been over-committed and under-prepared all excruciatingly short eight weeks, it's nice to look back through shots like this and realize why I'm doing it at all.

a look back

Is it effective to start a new blog with a retrospective of sorts? I feel as though this term was the best for me so far, photographically. Therefore, I think it's a good place to set the tone for what's next - stylistically, work ethic, and creatively speaking. It is interesting that this has been the term where I have done more personal shooting than I had probably since I started seriously pursuing photography, and I think it did wonders for me. I have far too many photographs for one post alone, so I will probably end up splitting this tiny retrospective of sorts between a few different days.

Something about this particular shoot was all kinds of wonderful. After being seriously convinced that this location was one I had made up in the figments of my imagination or perhaps in a surreal dream for about a year, we stumbled upon these train-tracks-to-nowhere and I got some of my favorite portraiture to date. We are definitely going back.

These odd little weeds were a source of great amusement; we couldn't quite figure out what they were, they explode on impact (sometimes) and they're so tall. I mean, I know I'm on the shorter side, but look at those things.