I can remember being excited about casting my vote for the presidential election for the very first time. It was 1992 and the candidates were Bill Clinton and H.W. Bush. To be honest, I was not really engaged in politics at the time. I just knew I was supposed to vote. You might ask, if I was not engaged in politics, how did I know who to vote for? Well, I didn’t. I simply voted for the person my parents did. That was all I needed to know. Since that first presidential election, I’ve become more engaged in politics. Over
Warning: This blog post contains displays of profanity. It seems like the whole country is on fire right now. Images of burning cars, burning buildings, and rioters wreaking havoc on innocent people, businesses and private property are all over social media and our televisions. Peaceful protests turn into war zones as the sun starts to set. Cities are forced to issue curfews. What’s happening in our country? I’m afraid the answer to that question is complex and would differ depending on who you ask. I would like to believe that most of us would agree that such senseless violence should
“Give me liberty, or give me death!” Most of us have heard this quotation from Patrick Henry. As a citizen of the US, I find this declaration to be extremely important and relevant. I enjoy the freedoms that are afforded me by our constitution, and I understand the price that was paid and continued to be paid for me to keep these freedoms. While we have to remain vigilante on protecting our liberties from foreign enemies, I believe a closer eye must be kept on our domestic enemies. The list of encroachments from our governments, local and federal, is long.
“You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension—a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You’ve just crossed over into the Twilight Zone.” That is exactly what it felt like as I got out of my car in downtown Nashville late Saturday night. It was a surreal moment, an eerie moment. Paraphrasing a line from the Stephen King’s Maximum Overdrive, I never heard so much NOTHING on a Saturday night in downtown Nashville. I did not
We had a break in the weather yesterday. The sun was actually out and the temperature was mild. It was a perfect evening to take some pictures and a nice time of day to be in the heart of downtown Nashville. I had a shot in mind of a perspective I’ve shot recently at night. I wanted to see what it looked like close to sunset. It wasn’t what I was expecting, but I grabbed a shot anyway. With the sun getting lower and lower, I figured I would make my way to some popular areas to salvage what little
Whenever I post content of any political nature, I always start out with my obligatory disclaimer. The posting of this content is not an endorsement. It is simply a documentation through photo journalism. My job as a journalist is to tell and show what happened. Interpretation of the content is left up to the reader or viewer. This makes my job easy. All I have to do is use the principles of photography to tell the story. Coupled with these principles are the 4 key elements to complete a body of work. I’ve talked about these in a previous post.
I was thankful to have another wonderful Thanksgiving with my family. We’ve had another blessed year. I’m also thankful for some free time to indulge in my favorite past time, street photography. I’ve never been one to participate in the Black Friday frenzy, but we definitely take advantage of the sales. This is usually through online purchases. In fact, on my way to my favorite street photography theater, Nashville, I stopped at an electronics store to pick up a new lens I ordered online the night before. I was dreading the crowd, but I managed to get in and out
The widest angle of view I’ve ever shot until recently has been the 28mm lens on my 135 gear and the 14mm lens on my four thirds cameras. When I upgraded to the EM1 Mark II, I also purchased the 17mm, 25mm, 45mm and the 75mm lenses. I chose this route so I would be more prepared for portraits. However, this left me lacking at the wide end and the long end. Outside of portraits, most of my shooting revolves around the wide end of the specturm. I love landscapes and cityscapes, so obtaining a wide angle lens is a
There are two things I enjoy that are spiritually awakening and relaxing at the same time. Those two things are amateur astronomy and taking nature hikes. Being alone under a dark sky viewing the heavens above with one of my telescopes is a spiritual and humbling experience. I’ve always felt revived after a night behind the eyepiece. I also feel this way after a nature hike. There is something about an early morning hike with nothing but the sounds of nature around you. Birds tweeting, squirrels rustling through leaves, geese squawking on the water, and the distant thud of a
It’s been almost a full year since I’ve walked the streets of downtown Nashville on a weekend night. My previous venture was last October. Every now and then, I get a chance to indulge in my favorite photography genre, street photography. It’s even more rare that I get to shoot the streets at night. This rarity is due to timing, but a major part is equipment related. Well, the photography Gods were smiling down on me this time because not only did I have the time to shoot the night streets of downtown Nashville, I had a better camera spec
I have a deep respect and honor for those who put themselves in harms way to protect me and my family from domestic and foreign enemies. The valor of the men and women who put on the uniform is incredible. I like to think that I’m a tough guy, but when I imagine what it would be like to be in battle in any of the wars and conflicts throughout our history, I suddenly don’t feel tough anymore. I believe these men an women deserve our respect and the fallen deserved to be honored. My family honors our fallen heroes.
If you were passing through downtown Nashville this weekend and happened to look over at the skyline at exactly 9:30am Saturday morning, you might have thought we were under attack. Depending on your vantage point, you might have seen a huge cloud of dust, or you might have seen an iconic Nashville building crumble to the ground. That iconic building was the LifeWay Draper Tower which was under a planned demolition and not under a planned attack. While I was cleaning out my garage and listening to the radio the day before, I heard one of my favorite