Posts Tagged ‘floating’
What ever caused the demise of the full service gas station? Apparently, the oil crisis of the 1970s marked the beginning of the end of full service gas stations. Oil companies figured that people wanted to pump their own gas to save a few pennies. Soon the attendants, who would walk up to your rolled-down window and ask, “leaded or unleaded?” then wash your windows and check your oil while your gas was getting pumped, were no longer needed. Feeling nostalgic? It’s illegal to pump your own gas in Oregon or New Jersey so you can experience the luxury of full service in both of those states.
Flashback: When I was eight years old, I used to think the word “motor” meant addiction. I clearly recall sitting in a passenger seat when my dad drove to the gas station and seeing signs that read “No Smoking. Stop your motor.”
Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the reverent in the right – right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.
It’s the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine. R.E.M.
Here’s a sneak peek of last weekend’s photo shoot. Much like my upside down picture of Kash, this is an example of photoshop-free levitation photography. There is no trickery here.
Model: Ben Kirsch
The month of October for me was bookended by two entirely different photography workshops. A few weeks ago I posted about the Eddie Adams Workshop, a photojournalism mecca where reality, observation, timeliness and documentation are essential. The polar opposite would then be an emphasis on creation, illusion, and trickery. And, for that, I chose to attend a one-day levitation workshop in Los Angeles with Natalie and Brooke.
Levitation is not a new subject for me; but levitation without jumping? Movement in low, all natural light? Definitely new. And definitely inspiring. The experience reminded me of my college days as a print journalism major who realized too late that I would have fit in much better as a creative writing or radio/tv/film major. One of the highlights of college was definitely the insane amount of hours I spent with three RTVF majors recreating the depths of Dante’s Inferno for a multimedia journey through hell.
Truth or fiction? I appreciate both sides of the coin as far as photography goes. Neither (when good) is easy. They both require patience, vision, and a skill for storytelling. The primary lesson I learned from both workshops is that when the photographer feels something, it will come out in the pictures. In New York, I felt like someone socked me in the emotional gut almost the entire time that I was shooting pictures of a man who simply and clearly wants to die. And while the image above was not created wholly in camera, it wasn’t until l actually felt discombobulated looking at it that I sensed it was heading where I wanted it to go.
What do you think? Do you feel anything when you look at it?
As much as I love my live/jump loft, it’s just not quite big enough for dance photography. So it was a lot of fun this past Saturday to rent a bigger space for half a day. It’s hard to believe that the last time I did this was almost a year ago.
Pulling together a shoot in just seven days was challenging. I was on the prowl for capoeristas because I noticed that I had no upside down movement in my 52 Project. And, for the first time, I put an ad on craigslist to find dancers. The response was small but rich.
Superstar Kash “pHlauZ” Gaines showed up with half of his closet for wardrobe changes. He and his friend Daniel “Silver” Fiamingo also came with a list of b-boy moves and freezes to run through for me. This was move #3 on their list, and I caught it on the first try.
Upside down? Check!