I Married a Photographer

taking a sharp turn during the STPR

To top off the birthday celebration of our son, we drove up to the Wellsboro area for their rally car events.  Saturday was the main day for races and meet-and-greet with the drivers and crews.  Having left around 0730, in order to have enough time to scout out a good location and schmooze up some racing persons who will hopefully be interested in Dean’s HDR photography, I was feeling sub-par.  Excited for the opportunities that may come from this experience, meeting new people is always enjoyable and showing off my husband’s work is something that greatly interests me.  That morning and most of the day I just couldn’t muster up any sort of motivation to do anything, other than feel miserable.

Thankfully after the races, the drivers and co gathered at the fair grounds to show off the mud and dents from the day’s battles.  Here was me chance!  I eagerly introduced myself to a few key people, after asking around for if there was a PR rep there and where may he/she be?  I met one of the Subaru Rally America team members for whom Travis Pastrana drives. I was so excited to be able to confidently advertise for my husband, explaining his work and process with examples to hand to him.  He was very nice and easy to speak with, he asked me if he could have one of the images as an example to take back to Vermont with him.  I could hardly contain myself and happily handed over this shot.

The last portion of the ‘race’ was a course that we all could spectate from the bleachers, featuring a hairpin turn, man-made course that I couldn’t see at all and a jump that some drivers had a boat load of fun with.  Dean practiced some new timing and techniques with the flying cars.  It was  a learning exercise for both of us.

Some people just think too much and others, not at all.  You can never have an opinion anymore without it offending someone or some thing, causing some sort of personal uproar.  I like opinions, I enjoy that each of us can contribute our life experience to bond and appreciate one another for what it is or isn’t and live.  With that said Dean and I had a new experience this past weekend.

We met new photography clients (this part of photography is what I really enjoy)!  This particular family heard about us from a co-worker.  After seeing Dean’s photos, in the locker/break room at work she asked about us.  Presentation  in this case is important but not so much so that we really have to ’sell’ our product.  In this aspect, we can let the product speak for itself.  Our focus was more on capturing the personality of the family and really having shots that express them.  So in our meeting we focused on what they like, which setting would make them comfortable, etc.

By Saturday, I was nervously excited.  I knew that Dean was getting into his groove.  I called to touch base with the client and make sure everything was still a go for the day.  After meeting them, Dean guided them to just be themselves.  They played a game of dominoes on the floor as Dean was clicking away with his D300.  We shot for about 1 and a half hours, took about 350 photos and came out with some really beautiful shots!  With permission, we will eventually post them but for now you’ll just have to imagine how spectacular they are!

Now we’re on to our next big endeavor!

Will post later, start thinking . . . stay tuned.

Near the Loyalsock trail

Driving up to World’s End State Park was a smidge longer than what I expected.  Referring to good old Google maps on my iPhone, I estimated about how far we’d need to travel. In any event, we eventually arrived. A brisk, windy day we unloaded the car at our first stop; an overlook with a view into the valley. It was what it was, simple, green and pretty but not breathtaking.  And so we moved on, heading to our next destination in the park.  It seemed like we drove for miles and miles before finding the perfect space to capture some nature shots.  From what I can remember, we set up shop near the Loyalsock trail where Dean found a nice waterfall and natural surroundings.

Though artists hit creative funks like everyone in life, sometimes it is just a matter of sliding into hip-waders and trudging through the s**t. This particular day Dean was not feeling creative, nor was I.  Hiking a few thousand feet through the forest wasn’t highly inspiring.  What it all came down to was this odd feeling in the woods.  Only after hiking did Dean make the observation that there was no sign of wildlife.  No bunny, deer, snail, chipmunk, squirrel. Nothing.  Not a thing.  Not even a bird!  How peculiar! A state park with no animals!  I think that aided us into not feeling inspired, it was so boring the animals left.  Bizarre!  In any event, we happened to get some images that proved to be useful.

To better describe this image, I stood in the woods and looked down to see an intense shade of rust in a linear form with multiple striations but not much movement. It was called mineral creek. What Dean captured here was part of that rust colored formation along with many shapes.  I was drawn to the color but seeing this same image in black and white forces your eye to appreciate the forms. What Dean can find in situations as I explained, is what sets him apart from many photographers.  Taking a unique view and making it his.

Please refer to part one to get the possibly missed ideas for this entry.
After the party, Dean was called by a co-worker.  He advised him that there was a gathering of local classic car owners who were showing off their goods nearby.  We, of course, went to see the spectacle outside of Mount Carmel.  The weather was turning iffy so I wasn’t sure how some of the shots would look once processed.  In total, there were about 15 vehicles on display, the owners all mingling about the parking lot.  Watching Dean, I attempted to ’see’ what he was seeing and I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.  I know the end result is not the same as being there but I thought there would have been better photo ops at the party.  Little did I know, the  impact of the creative genius at work.  Take a look at this.  The angry sky, contrasting these shiny, new looking vehicles really made for a great backdrop.  Dean has processed a handful from Saturday’s events and some are posted on his Flickr page with the newest ones on Facebook.

There are times in life, when events just fall together.  Those times leave me feeling somewhat uneasy.  I’m a realist, logical, level-headed a bit of a concrete thinker.  I have a plan for almost every situation, hence why Dean is so interesting to me.  On occasion, I have a difficult time reading him and where he is taking things.
Yesterday we were out on the dreaded house hunt, driving around the school district, keeping our fingers crossed for that house we can call home.  In our unplanned path, we found a familiar road that led us to a one room schoolhouse.  It wasn’t boarded up or in terrible shape.  Dean grabbed his camera and told his model to take her place.  Inside the building were about 6 desks, in various stages of destruction, a stripped hard wood floor accented with three busted windows on either side.  The walls were painted bright green which hadn’t seemed to dim since the original application of the paint.  To the front of us was the wall-O-chalkboard and behind us was a rusty sink, counter top and drawers.
What Dean captured there was a juxtaposition of ideas.  A lonely girl sitting at her desk, learning.  Written on the board “Fuck the Rulez”.

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I am blank.  I sit and search for ideas but am left with blank.  You fill in the blank. I am struggling to have a different lead into the story, I’d like to tell.  So I shall take you through my writing process with me, in hopes of a fresh start.  When I type fresh, I inhale.  Is that normal? Not just any inhale, a deep one.  One where my nostrils flare and my brain searches for a very specific scent.  This time, I would prefer a clean, fresh off the clothesline laundry aroma. Did you know that your sense of smell is the most closely related to your memories?  Think about it, pick a very specific situation like going to an amusement park.  Really put yourself in that place. When I do, I can smell the rides, funnel cakes, cotton candy, roasted nuts the body odor of the passers-by.  In quite the opposite respect, think of a time you were standing in a new place and you caught a whiff of a familiar scent, like perfume/cologne or a spice.  It really amazes me what one can remember from smelling.

In the kitchen typing away on lappy (our white MacBook).  My husband, just passed by our kitchen table where I am seated and read over what I had written, chuckled and asked if I was planning on posting this.  I responded that I am getting my chi to flow and in a very hopeful way; I may be able to tie this random thought process into what I’d like to tell about our most recent experience.

A couple of clicks on FaceBook, to tune into what my friends’ worlds are and . . .

Voila!  Thus the story begins!

Driving to a Cinco de Mayo party Saturday afternoon, the whole family embarked on this adventure.  Interruption, Dean just said, “Bacon.  Just for inspiration.”  Nothing like throwing off the chi!  Back to the meat, traveling on our Monday-Friday commute route, we pass through Lewisburg as we did  in this story too.  Pulling slowly onto Market street, I was excited about the party.  Dean had his camera equipment along.  I batted the idea around that he’d take some shots at the party but later thought that would just be agenda pushing and ill-mannered.  Just outside the Bull Run Inn, sat 2 shiny motorcycles.  I could hear Dean before he even said anything.  “Oh, man! I have to get a shot of those choppers.”  He swung the car onto an off street, parked, we grabbed the camera bag, business cards and away we went.  As we darted across the street the cycle owners were hopping on and getting ready to leave -we had to move quick!  Dean introduced himself, handed one of the men a card and asked if he’d mind if we’d take a few shots.

I’m fairly certain they could feel the excitement Dean was exuding and the three of them permitted us to do our thing.  I stood on Market street blocking cars from hitting my husband as he set up the tripod and switched lenses.  Once set up, it didn’t take long.  Dean has become very good at getting the angle and framing of the shot correct on the first try; which works well for me because I have a peeve with inefficient activity.    We took maybe 20 photos in about 12 minutes or less, three sets of 7 images with different exposures so when compiled, the viewer sees much greater detail.  Considering we didn’t stop traffic or ask people to vacate the premises, I think we did wonderfully!  As Dean and I briskly walked back to the car, I could see the excitement on his face.  It was very boyish, pure and so simple.  He made mention of how thrilled he was to be able to share the images with the cycle owners.  Again, what a great resource to tap into!

To be continued . . .

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