Friday, January 9, 2015

On these cold days...thinking about Spring.

An Osprey lands on it's nest as two ducks swim by on a soon to be warm day on the Potomac River.

Friday, December 12, 2014

9th Photographic Image Biennial Exhibition at ECU

The Wellington B. Gray Gallery at the School of Art & Design at East Carolina University in Greenville, NC hosts their biennial photographic exhibition from January 22nd through February 20th.   These two images were selected for the show.  This is the first time I've entered my work here.   Carson Boone, a local photographer, former Civil Engineer, and neighbor of mine reminded me of the show last month.    Carson had entered two years ago and had a piece accepted.  I told myself I'd enter it this time, but completely forgot until Carson reminded me ...the day before entries were closed.   That night I picked out four images and then literally drove down to Greenville to turn in my entries.  Turns out it was worth the effort.  Burk Uzzle, the juror will present a lecture at 5pm on the 22nd of January in Speight Auditorium followed by an opening reception.

Monday, November 24, 2014

New work.

I've enjoyed this process, although it's taken a great deal of experimentation to be able to recreate what originally was a series of miscues on my part, which despite my original errors turned out really well.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Askew Taylor Paints & Art Supplies

I've known Kirk for going on 20 years now when my studio was just a few blocks from Askews.  I've probably purchased paint from there going on 27 years.  Askew Taylors is a Raleigh institution dating back to 1946 when Kirk's grandfather ran a painting and finishing business.  I used to get my Benjamin Moore paint mixed up there in the back where the color mixing machine still resides.   Kirk's father T.K. and he could both mix the right color just by looking.  No need for color analyzers and computers.  T.K. and the Benjamin Moore business are both gone now.  Keeping it in the family, Kirk and his daughter Helen have now turned it into strictly an art supply business, something Kirk started after a couple of years in design school primarily to help with the slow months.  It soon grew into half the business. The remnants of old inventory dating back years still populate the many cluttered rooms and hallways of the store.   It's always an adventure to explore the upstairs.  Every time I go I see something new.  Today I found a collection of scale commercial airline a Cathay Pacific Airlines 747 similar to the one I flew on when I went to Hong Kong in 2006.  I started painting a little over a year ago and it's been fun to head over to Askew's and get my brushes and other supplies.   If you plan to visit and you should, Askew's is at 110 Glenwood Avenue downtown in the heart of Glenwood South.

Monday, November 10, 2014

A new greeting card...

This is an outtake from a shoot this past weekend that will be added to our greeting card collection.  I realized that I've spent so much time updating my Facebook presence, that I have completely ignored my Blog.  I'd rather be out shooting or creating...painting...etc., rather than talking about what I do on a blog.  I can be long winded and it can distract me from the actual creative process.

Thursday, May 29, 2014

A Barbershop Quartet...of photos.

While visiting Clayton, NC looking from my friend Sam Robertson, the WWII ball turret gunner, I decided to take a walk down Main Street.  I enjoy these opportunities to just meet and chat with people and more often than not, I am enriched by the experience.   I was telling my wife last night that sometimes in order to create these opportunities, the very first thing you have to do is to open the door.  It's becoming somewhat of my mantra these days.  Doors don't always open by themselves, sometimes you have to turn the handle yourself and push.  In fact, the best opportunities are usually those doors that you open yourself rather than waiting for someone else to open one for you.  I decided to open the door of Kirby's Precision Cuts right around the corner from Robertson's Mule Company.  Bill Kirby was trimming the beard of Darrick Muldrow and obviously I got the suspicious look one always gets when one enters an environment with a camera in hand.  Bill warmed up to me quickly though and told me he had been cutting hair there for 13 years...spending his entire life in Clayton.   After leaving and walking up the street, I came across another barber shop run by Donna Tyler.  She was cutting the hair of Corbin Deans on his first birthday...his very first haircut.  He slept through the first few trims then he opened his eyes and just couldn't stop staring at that strange photographer.   "KB" came in during this.  He had been hoping that Donna was around so he could get his hair and beard trimmed.  Talk soon turned to who was dating who...the typical chatter you might expect in such a place.  I left so they could go into more detail without a stranger around.  Another block found Glen's Barber and Style Shop, the largest space dedicated to the craft.  Inside Mark Felton was trimming Christopher Reynolds, while Marcus Agnew waited on a customer.  I felt a little guilty not getting a haircut at one of these places, but I wouldn't have any hair left nor money in my wallet had I allowed them all to trim my quickly becoming scarce topcoat.
None of these opportunities would have availed themselves to me though had I not turned the handle and opened the door.  I have a friend in public relations that told me her little secret is that she is very shy around people and couldn't do what I do.  She's wrong of course.  It's all about just opening the door.  What follows is an adventure.

Sam Robertson - WWII B17 Ball Turret gunner.

Got a chance to hang out with Sam Robertson yesterday morning. He's the soon to be 97 year old former ball turret gunner from a B17 during WWII. That's Haywood Fellows standing next to him. "Mr Robertson and I...we have an understanding." he said. Mr Robertson graduated from Duke in 1939 and went to work for Liggett before getting drafted as an "old man" in 1943. Training as a pilot he almost crashed his biplane on his first solo flight, but due to the fact that there were too many pilots and navigators he became a gunner...because those jobs were available.

I first met Sam while riding my bicycle with a friend on Memorial Day.  We headed to our favorite destination in Clayton, NC...the local coffee shop.  While we were there a gentleman told us we should head across the street to Robertson Mule Company to see all the old wagons, carts, and tractors that Sam had collected and restored.  Sam was very willing to share his stories about his 20 missions over Europe ...the last two of which were humanitarian food drops into Holland where starvation claimed the lives of over 18000 people in the winter of 1945/46.  To this day, the people of Holland still talk about Sam's flights and the food drops that probably saved many lives.   Sam remembers the message in flowers shown below and I with the help of a high school friend whose brother lives in Holland obtained a copy of the picture that memorializes their gratitude.  Sam appreciated the print I made him.  I could have stayed all day listening to his stories, but at least I got a chance to hear some of them.