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While in Nashville my good friend Katie and I parked at the Titan’s stadium and walked to Broadway looking for an excuse to to take portraits of people on the street. The musicians became just the reason we needed. With Katie acting as my lightstand and umbrella by holding my Canon Speedlite 580ex II and shooting it through a translucent light disc, we took photos of musicians and drunks next to the Stage night club.

Blue

Members of the band On Tracy Lane

Wayne

Wayne

Blue kept calling this guy Patrick Swayze
Easy

Easy

“Patrick” and Blue rocking out to Jimmy Buffet

Drunk girl and “Patrick”

Steve from Leeds and Mary

Steve from Leeds and Ron

Steve from Leeds everyone.

Wayne eating free ribs.

The jovial troupe

I recently took a trip to Nashville, Tennessee to see some of my friends who moved there together and work in the Photography Industry there. Its always a good time to be around people with similar passions as you.

Saturday night I photographed some friends playing at the Blue Bird in a band called The Buzzkills. They are quite entertaining. I shot it all with my 50mm f/1.4 lens.

Last week I did a photoshoot for the restaurant Harry & Izzy’s that has a location in the Indianapolis airport terminal. Getting past airport security is a process. I had to have a personal escort the entire time. They would only allow me in and not the account managers. I was taking pictures of mostly the exterior using available light so it wasn’t to complex, but the complexity and diversity of the available light meant I had to spend time in post balancing things out.

I am putting together a show of my travel work from Uganda, Rwanda, Costa Rica, and India which will be displayed in the Wesleyan Church Headquarters in Indianapolis, IN. While making the placecards I had to look through my journals to find names and locations. While reading through my Journal from Uganda and Rwanda, I found this entry:

9/3/06 Kibungu, Rwanda, East Africa
“Today was a day just like any other day except for the manioc (banana mush) for breakfast. Today was a day just like any other except for falling asleep in a rickety bus on the way to a rural Anglican parish in south eastern Rwanda. The same sun I have know all my life greeted me over the most beautiful red-sand mountain with lush vegetation. It is strange knowing I am below the equator, I am on a new and different continent, but feeling I am the same person. It is strange because I could wake up tomorrow in Indiana, the next day in India and still I would feel the same. Maybe I expected too much. Maybe this is good; I am prepared to travel the world.”

I find it interesting that I wrote this two and half years ago, but still when I travel I feel the same way: a disappointment that I am not different while my environment is different. I don’t know if I just built up traveling in my mind so much that I have outlandish expectations for the transformational effects of travel. I can even remember feeling this way traveling with my family as a boy, somehow expecting the distance traveled to magically transform everything about my ability to sense my environment.

Thank you for checking out my blog. (web log). I will be updating with pictures from jobs I’m working on, travels, and just my thoughts. I’m also hoping to do some random arts to add as well.

Here is an image to start things off. It has been my screen saver for days. I love staring at it when my brain stops working. It is the interior of the dome at the Pantheon in Rome.