After sealing their vows at Trinity Episcopal Cathedral, Jerry and Rebecca were whisked away in this lovely machine. We went to the Pittock Mansion for some portraits with the car… I had called ahead to get permission to use the quiet space down by the Tea House. When we were done, their driver and I conspired to take a slightly slower pace to their reception so that we might have a chance to try for this picture… never before have I tried to shoot and drive at the same time. Thanks goodness there were a couple of red lights on the way to Meriwether’s Resaturant!
Getting married? I’d love to talk to you!
1987 was a good year for getting out with my camera. I had taken the gigantic step of giving up my day job at Jake’s Famous Crawfish to make photography a full time thing. I knew it would take some doing to get it going but the transition also gave me new chances to work on my own art. My photographer friend, Don Hamilton, suggested that we head out one afternoon and we found ourselves in an old warehouse on the west end of the Burnside Bridge. It had always caught me because the windows were full of mannequins… piles of them. Inside was a jumble of light and limbs. Some were old, some new… some oddly staged and some, very obviously forgotten. Don and I spent a couple of dusty hours there… lots of film got used that day but this one has been a favorite for a long time. Last I heard, the mannequins were moved to a property in Linnton but I have yet to find it… maybe I should stop and ask sometime.
My apologies in advance to my good friends who actually work with wet plate and some of the lovely older photographic processes… I know that this will just seem wrong. This is another iPhone image… this time it is from Hipstamatic… Tinto 1884 + D-Type Plate. It is not an app for the faint of heart and, so far, there are many subjects that don’t translate well. I will use it sparingly.
I ran it on Instagram the other day and am tickled to report that I have sold a nice print of it… for my old-school friends, you’ll be glad to hear that it is at least on a good, proper paper and will last a long time.
These wonderfully rowdy women are very brave in their everyday skins so I was surprised and touched to see how shy and careful they were of each other on this golden day. The sun finally dipped behind the trees enough to take the two of them out into the blueberries for a private ten minute session… Jordan was able to get Nyki laughing enough to give them a really sweet range of emotional pictures… enough to last them a lifetime.
I love my job! ;0)
Last Spring I posted about being all excited by the addition of an iPhone to my gear bag… I have not been disappointed. Sure, I needed a real phone but I bought it for the camera. There is good photography going on in this very portable genre… if the apps are handled well, art happens. It is something you carry in your pocket and it has changed my already odd habit of looking at the world for things I’d like to keep, maybe to share. It makes me self-assign on a very different level.
The lead image here is a section of the Seattle Music Experience… the Space Needle is off to my right in case you go up there… huge, crazy, beautiful planes of metal designed by Frank O. Gehry.
Opera boy and I took advantage of a recent clear, cold day for a walkabout near Powell’s Books. This one was processed in an app called Decim8 and it is an interesting departure from it’s rather straightforward original… I don’t usually go this far with my images but I am liking this one very much.
This stack of bowls was a display at Rejuvenation Hardware… that place is an absolute candy store for me. I never had the nerve to just wander around with my real camera but with the iPhone, I look like every other shopper there taking notes in the showrooms. ;0)
Opera Boy and I wandered a little further in the cold sun and I found this one… that’s him in the hat.
Anyway, these are a few I felt like putting up today… tomorrow, the real business of 2013 begins again and I have other work to finish. The play will take a back seat for a while.