as a matter of fact

 would have been a hall of fame night to break out a pin-hole camera, something I haven't deigned to do since high school.

magenta moon

friendly reminder the show is up at Nationale until mid-August I think.  Check it out!  LIGHT YEARS.
This roll is reversal film and it's so damned RICH.  I don't know why.  Just a magical sunset that night I guess.

wrought iron

wrought iron I think it's called.  It's what'll drive my family apart to hear P tell it ha ha ha.  I'm a big fan and she detests it.


Wilson NC

Photographically speaking, I'm probably ready to tackle the next town over.  Wilson is enchanting, visually, in a violent spiking graph.  Intense but quick.  On the other hand, I still don't know where the bar is in town (other than Buffalo Wild Wings) so finding that would certainly stoke my interest, probably.


blue Wilson

They say it's hard to get blue to register on film.  Often you'll see b&w shooters using a yellow filter to accentuate it.  Something about the color spectrum and the temperature of color, or something.  None of that matters when it's Carolina blue though.

South side

There are railroad tracks and they are a demarcation.  It is nuts how real it is.  It's also nuts how many cultures our country is home to.


 Something along these lines

hell of a monument

the only things that matter don't matter



Going to Wilson as a relatively laid back white guy who grew up in the whitest place on earth is really something!  It is really something else altogether!  It is downright nuts!

paddle adventure

On one of the last days of vacation P and I went for a kayak ride, each in our own boat.  P can really paddle I'll tell you.  We took off from FIL's marsh and dock using his boats.  I found a bottle floating in his marsh and retrieved it.  I think that Arthur had recently passed through, forcing us inland as the eye of the storm passed directly over-head overnight at the beach.  I collected the bottle and was applauded by a few on-lookers on what appeared to be a very dreamy gazebo type dock outside their trailer, in the trailer park.  We boated out to a deserted island.  Neither of us got swamped en-route by passing wake-board caliber boats or hotshots otherwise.  There was very little beach there on the island-- just a few feet wide, then there was some marsh land on the other side.  Beach as berm (or berm as beach, really).  The marsh was quite scuzzy; still water; but the beach was pristine on the sound side.  We picked up some trash and checked out the shells (to be a jeweler on such a beach would really be something) and weighed the merits of skinny dipping in the middle of the day.  Just then a huge boat blasting music full of drunk red fat rednecks blasted upon the beach, cigarette butts spewing over-board and smells wafting.  I crafted a joke in my mind about being sea-blocked in my quest to skinny dip in the middle of the day.  But red-necks will always have the last laugh.


5th of July

The Lowe's Foods Shopping Center in Morehead City North Carolina is not Doing Too Well, Economically Speaking, as All the Development is Out on the Highway, Kind of Exactly like what Happened in Wilson, NC, and Hundreds of other Cities and Towns

Front of the roll.  I've seen elsewhere that that is a popular tag for posts.  Shame I never thought of it.  Too late now!

Update: Or not!

baby's birthday party

well heck, Boy and Baby's birthday party.  Combo parties for all for ever.  Baby didn't stuff cake into her face.  She is very delicate.  The cake was also gluten free.  Boy ate his about as neatly as he eats anything.  There was a good turnout.  We greatly appreciated everyones company.


P thought going to our 9 year college reunion would be a good idea and it was.  The campus is still unbelievable.  The class that graduated a year ahead of us was pretty fun.  It was hotter than Africa the day of, with shade a hot commodity.  The salmon bake was ill-timed.  I settled for a burger, re-heated. The drink tickets were plentiful.  We parked up by Ponderosa Hall, which I remembered for some reason.  We used to skateboard from the top of the campus to the bottom, and that was good fun back then.  We walked along that route for a while.  Then we barged the Manor House.
There was live music, but they mercifully took a break right when we got there.  I don't recall if they ever started back up or not.  There were lots of activities.  I almost got babies face painted to be a kitten, but the drink tickets weren't flowing that freely.  There was a mini-water gun fight.  I was loading up at this little pool and spied a Marine Corps tattoo on the gentleman opposite me filling up. He knew the best way to re-fill water-pistols (hold it under water and pull the trigger like you're surrounded by hostiles).  I tried being his ally in the fight.  Just don't mess with Marines when there are any class of pistols involved is a pretty good mantra.  There was a photo-booth. Baby and I did one solo, then the whole family for one.  It was digital trash but fun nonetheless.
I hope that lots of my old chums come out next year for our 10 year reunion but won't be too heartbroken if no one does.  Enough people are getting married these days that you see folks often enough, seems like, biannually at the least.  P and I are also discussing a possible brief east-coast residency, which would put us in the same time zone as some hall of fame caliber people (Obama, Jay Z, Rudy Giuliani, etc), probably freeing up the opportunity to scoff and make an excuse and skip the whole thing altogether while simultaneously (spelled that right on the first go, booyeah!) planning a short weekend in the city, whichever one. The only professor I miss is now a professor emeritus (retired), but he taught B&W photography so that's like teaching latin, almost.  Right?  I forgot to invite him to my photo show.  He had come to the previous one.  Dangit.  Well no matter because it was a color show, and that's passing passion for either of us.


faulkner neon

This is one version.  I was able to get the 6x6 loaded with some slide film and get this shot-- it was a little more difficult than I had imagined because of spacial constraints (as always right?).  So this is like a sneak peak of the inevitable poor exposure to come!

Edit: Referring to this past adventure!

Southern Lights



I have got to get me one of those Guggenhein Fellowships, right? Would love to see everyone there Friday!