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Tales from the inbox

Today I received an email from former co-worker Mark Waters, who happens to be one of the countless journalist laid off in 2009.

Early on Friday morning, a family’s Mesa home burned down. Tragic, of course, but it’s good to know that everyone got out safe thanks to smoke detectors. If anyone is interested in helping, click here to go to their church’s website, which is accepting donations for the family.

This post though, is not about the fire.

It’s about the email from Mark (whose house is in close proximity to the fire) that made me think and, yes, laugh. With his permission, I’m sharing it with you…

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“Did you hear about the house fire in Mesa today? That 2-story house that burned down is, ’scuse me, was right behind our house.

The police woke us up at 5 am and told us to get out. At one point, we had a ladder truck in front of our house shooting water over our house.

And later, Javier Soto from Channel 3 did three live reports from my ladder in our backyard.

I gave him my resume.”

Despite the fact the someone’s house burning down is not funny at all, I could not stop laughing picturing the scene, in which Mark networks with the TV station people and whips out his resume as flames rage in the background.

And who can blame him?

It’s such a casual email, but I found it to be a HUGE reflection of the times, and declining opportunities in the media industry, in which you gotta do what you gotta do, even if, literally, the building is on fire.

Everyone always says “network, network, network”, and any out-of-work journalist would have jumped at the opportunity to network in a situation like this one, where several members of the media have descended into your own house.

But this whole situation isn’t necessarily about journalists in particular, but about every single person out there who, through no fault of their own, find themselves unemployed. I give props to Mark for not letting the towering flames distract him from his goal to network and get back out there into the profession he loves.

“I got them coffee and water in between reports … talked quite a bit about how the economy has impacted broadcast journalism.”

As the economy improves, I have no doubts that there are plenty of employers out there who will see in Mark the kind of hard, dedicated worker who, despite having no immediate benefit, continues to be passionate about getting the stories out to audiences, whether it’s with video, graphics, multimedia, or just providing the ladder.

“I felt like I was part of a news team again.”

And I think that says it all.

Camelback Mountain hike

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Sedona

Just a few photos from Grandma’s visit to Sedona.

Good things happen

First update in some time. I haven’t had any concerts to shoot lately due to the fact that… well, we won’t get into that, but I assure you I will try my best to claw my way back to doing them, even if I have to offer a sacrificial medium-sized, porcelain Baby Jesus. 

Speaking of Baby Jesus, Grandma Lapadula (keeper of all-sized Baby Jesuses), The Matriarch, Da Original, is coming to the the United States of America, and she has a scheduled visit to Phoenix (scheduled meaning, Stand-by tickets with my dad’s airline). What to do with a 70-year-old lady who doesn’t even want to be taken from her house, let alone sent to another country? Who, when asked if she wanted to come to Phoenix while she was visiting my dad in North Carolina, asked “can we drive there?”. No ma’am. My point being that she doesn’t even know what or where is Phoenix. So if you have any ideas, do pass them along. Are there any Church Tours, with an optional Salvation package? 

Salvation or not, I think it’ll be interesting for her to see the Phoenix area. It being such a different landscape than anything she’s ever seen before (did you know that the ONLY place in the world with Saguaro Cacti is the Sonoran Desert?), particularly Sedona. It’s just breathtaking for anyone, let alone someone who has lived in the jungle all their lives. 

“Abuela in the Desert: Why am I here?”. That should be an interesting photo story. 

I finally got some of the Matt and Talat wedding photos printed out. Yes, it’s a slow process. I have to let them simmer in their own Photoshop juices for some time for maximum impact. I reluctantly took them to the local Ritz Camera. Reluctantly because I used to work for Ritz in NC for years, and let’s just say we weren’t the most conscientious when it came to printing. Come on, would you really want to go editing one by one, 500+ BAD digital photos from someone’s trip to Mexico? At least with film there usually was a limit to how many BAD photos a person could take. With digital cameras and inexpensive giant memory cards, people feel the need to take a photo of EVERYTHING… TWICE for good measure, that oughta show ‘em. 

As an aside, during my days as a lab technician, I color corrected some of the most ridiculous photos. Yes, we see them. Keep that in mind next time you decide to drunkenly take photos of things best left unrecorded for posterity.

I really have to give props to the guys and gals at the Phoenix location (the only one that survived after they declared bankruptcy). Since my monitors at home or work are not calibrated to their printer, the photos were coming out somewhat dark. They went through each photo and even printed some three, four times, to make sure they came out looking great. I will definitely be returning there soon. 

On a graphics note, here’s a Double Truck project I worked on for a special Good News section at work:

I’m particularly proud of the railroad tracks! Combination mad Illustrator and Photoshop skills! Although I sometimes feel like I overuse drop shadows. Thoughts?

I think this drought in concerts will give me a chance to catch up with re-editing and posting the photos from my photojournalism days. I’m excited to show you some of those and relive the good ol’ days. Like the photo of me hanging out with the long-bearded, one-toothed bikers at a redneck bar. God, I hope I can find that one. Good times!!

Judas Priest @ Dodge Theatre

I got a ton of great photos from the Judas Priest show on Friday. Even though it was at the Dodge Theatre, which usually doesn’t have a pit for photographers. But since it was a heavy metal show, I guess they do put a barrier and some space between the crowd and the stage. The guys worked it out with goodwill, even with our cameras right in their noses. I love shooting these type of shows. Rob Halford and company were jumping around with tons of energy, making for easy good shots. There are a ton more photos over at azcentral.com, and you can go see them (but come back!) by clicking here.

Now, I’m sure you’ve noticed the website is looking different. Love it or hate it, I just wanted to try something radically different, and it’s a proven fact that photos look better on black backgrounds, or so I vaguely remember hearing at school. At any rate, I’m sure I’ll get tired of it soon enough and try something new again. The banner was inspired by the sticker/photo pass that photographers get at every show. They’re all different, and some are pretty cool. I really liked the shape of the Judas Priest one, so I nabbed that one and Photoshoped the hell out of it.

I was excited about shooting the Bob Dylan show on Tuesday, but it was canceled because of the ‘heat’. WTF@3$%^ were the organizers expecting in an outdoor venue at 5 p.m. in AUGUST in PHOENIX? Did they think it was going to be mid-70s with a light breeze?