Saturday, September 30, 2006
This is a plane graveyard out in the desert. Another photographer and I are shooting a spread for a couple magazines here next week. This was a preliminary scout. This place seemed to go on forever. It will make for amazing shots at dusk with a strobe and maybe some gels. I really enjoyed the planes from the 70's. The paint schemes should be brought back in full force. I want a truck or a van with a matching speed boat painted that way.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Just got back from a nice long weekend in the biggest of national parks: Wrangell-St. Elias. Specifically, we visited the old mining towns of McCarthy and Kennecott. They basically hauled all of the gear/buildings that you see OVERland during the 1910's. In case you are wondering, yes I believe they were crazy (though they did get rich exploiting the local copper deposits!)
I had the feeling this might be my last view of a summer day out in this area, and next time I saw it, it would be a different season. I enjoy areas where the plains meet the mountains, it has a timeless quality that shows you how small you are.
Monday, September 04, 2006
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Well, it has been a while. A little too long in my mind. I have wanted to put these up right after I took them, which was in July. Gabe, Amber and Jay took me on a trail ride back in the hills. I wrecked . . . a lot. Jay rips. You can't see from the photo, but he is about 10 feet off the ground. Which was pretty sick, cause the take off is a path STRAIGHT up the hill, and you have to be in third gear! He kept bottoming out his shocks.
Friday, September 01, 2006
The color of the sunlight on my kitchen table sudenly turned orange yesterday at about lunch time. I instantly knew it was a fire. I threw my 2 year old son in the car and drove around Sacajawea park with my picturelator.
This Smoke is from the Big Creek fire in Paradise Valley, not the Derby fire in Sweetgrass Co.