Celebration Random

Happy New Year!

From the entire Arizona Republic Graphics Desk!


Awkward Family Photos got nothing on us.

UPDATE: Keri (@khegre) called me out on it, that she also does graphics at the AZ Rep…



Because I’m a bad friend

Happy Late Birthday, Talat!


Matt & Talat

I’ve never really done any wedding photography, so I just did my best trying to capture moments. As far as posing goes, yeah, not sure about all that. I have to apologized to Talat and Korey (the girl doing T’s hair) for my tyrannical ways and just overall bossing around… must be how I react when I don’t know what I’m doing. I changed up the watermark/logo because they other one didn’t seem very wedding-ish. I felt like these photos called for something a bit classier. 

Photo-wise, I didn’t have anything other than my SLR (which I almost didn’t bring. Too much space in the suitcase!) and natural light. That’s usually the best anyways, right? Plug in Photoshop, add some filters that look like what I’ve seen in wedding photos, and voila. Did you know that a photographer can get paid multiple thousands of dollars to shoot a single wedding? 

I’m in the wrong business. 

Celebration Travels

More from Ellijay, Georgia

Back to reality here in Phoenix, and I’m already missing the cabin life in Georgia. Just hanging out by the river, the fire pit, and the hot tub. Not the humidity though. Here are just a few other photos. Editing everything will probably take me till next year (that may or may not be a joke), but instead of waiting for that, I’ll just post ’em little by little.

Matt and Brian trying to navigate the river. Check out the video below. 

I really wish I was back there. Got to work to more bad news, as always. Rumors of layoffs running rampant, again. It’s so demoralizing after a while.

In other news, while I was at home in NC for a whole 36 hours, I found tons of old photos that I took for various projects back in that life where I was a bonafied photojournalism student. So look for those coming up soon. I really had some good stuff there, but it’ll take me a while to comb through that. 

Celebration Travels

Wedding in the mountains

Live blogging it (sorta) from the Mountains of Georgia, during Matt and Talat’s wedding extravaganza bonanza. Photos are a bit contrast-y because I edited them on a laptop with a screen I’m not familiar with. Oh well, I’ll refine them once I get home.

Self portrait

Arizona Celebration Music

A long weekend, brought to you by…

Furlough: live your life unpaid.

Phoenix Pride went down this weekend, and as part of Metromix’s coverage I headed over to Stratus to photograph the nightlife, the crowd, and the performer: Kat DeLuna, who you may not remember from that one single a summer ago, Whine Up. It’s still unclear to me what whine up means. To drink a lot of wine? Ponder about this at your leisure. 

I arrived at the venue with what I thought would be just enough time to snap plenty of photos of the crowd, get names and all that. Turns out that Ms. DeLuna was not going to perform till 2:30am… Yes, you read that right,  2:30am. I was conflicted between flinging it all to hell and leaving, or staying and fulfilling my duty. There were quite a bit of interesting people and sights going on, mostly involving half-naked “dancers”, although I’d say strippers is more the mark, so I stayed. 

Notice how a hand seems to be going up her skirt in that photo above. 

Frankee, Lola and Lex said “Hi”

I had a while to wander around and take in the scene. While equality is not where some of us would like it to be as far as gay rights, it was amazing to see all the people there, who despite whatever pressures or stigmas associated with their choices, were openly and bravely celebrating who they are. 

Then on Sunday (which I had requested off to go sailing but can’t really afford right now) I was supposed to go photograph M. Ward, who by the way is freaking great. The ridiculous stuff he was doing with his guitar was so amazing that the audience would break into cheers even before he was done with his riffs. He alternated between acoustic and electric, and the piano, playing all equally well. Do yourself a favor and go check out his music here. Anyways, I didn’t get to photograph him because the box office did not have a photo pass for me. It wasn’t a lost cause entirely since they did have my name on the band list, so I did get to enjoy M. Ward’s superb skills. 

The same cannot be said for the act he had going on before him. Because it cannot really be called a musical effort of any level. I’m not even going to bother looking up who they were, but their sound was a combination of poetry, caterwauling and, God help us all, signing. At one point, I thought that this was a comedic act, practicing upon the audience’s innocent expectations of, well, music. It was painful, and when they were finally, finally done, the people behind me were clapping out of mere relief, as if the waterboarding session had just ended.

Maybe it was yet another one of those super-progressive musical efforts that are just not meant to be understood or enjoyed in any fashion. 

Monday: I celebrated my last day off by getting into a car accident. I was dutifully waiting to make a right turn, with my blinkers on, while people were walking on the crosswalk, when a guy slammed full speed into the car behind me, with such force that that car then hit my car, pushing it forward into the intersection and knocking the living sunglasses of my face. So I’m thinking, clearly my car was damaged, only to get out and see the completely undamaged back of my car. Damn, who knew that the little Mazda could take such hits, the beast! I’ll probably still take it in to the dealer to see if there’s any internal damage. The car in the middle (the one that hit me) was pretty shattered in the back, and the car of the dude at fault was pretty much totaled, I’d say: airbags deployed, entire front scrunched in and, best of all, he doesn’t have insurance. 

Finally, Bill Starr, sailing instructor extraordinaire, asked me to write a piece on my experiences learning to sail. I don’t think it’ll be particularly enlightening, but anyways, I wrote it a few day ago and I’m letting it simmer in it’s own juices for a while before I go back for another edit. Here’s to hoping some actual sailing goes down soon. 

Amazing! Arizona Celebration

John Smallwood from the Philadelphia Daily News says…

“The Eagles can’t lose, because the fabric of reality will not allow the Arizona Cardinals to rip such a huge hole in it by advancing to Super Bowl XLIII. It’s simply not the Cardinals’ time. Theirs will come at Super Bowl XLVI in 2012 – that’s the year some ancient prophecies say the universe will collapse on itself and the Earth will be sucked into a giant black hole.”

Dear Mr. Small-wood: 

YOU can suck it. 


*Photo by Matt York/AP

Arizona Celebration

Election 2008

Either Phoenix has its act together or the reports of ridiculous lines are just exaggerated, but there was absolutely no line at my voting place. I even walked there!

There was some sort of foreign photographer there, and poor woman was getting yelled at by a poll worker for daring to take a picture of the precinct, which I guess she could only do from 75 feet away. I don’t think she understood what 75 feet was. I tried standing up for her, and asking the workers what the big deal was? CNN and every other station has people around various voting places, even inside the buildings. They said something about that being the “law”. McCain voted around the same time I did, at a place two miles from mine, so I guess that explains all the international media meandering the hood. 

We then did the most American thing we could think of, and headed to Starbucks for free coffee.  

Even better, I hear Krispy Kremes is also giving out free donuts! 

What democracy? Do it for the free goodies!

Arizona Celebration Phoenix

Birthday post

Thanks to everyone who came out for my birthday, and to those who sent me messages/posted on my wall. Special thanks goes out to Facebook for reminding everyone! Surprisingly, I didn’t take any photos at Zen32 but I did get a few from Chevy’s. Special attention should be paid to the size of Sharon’s margarita. Well worth the price!  

Tyler picked up the tab, that wonderful man. Hope you enjoy your vacay!  

I got to keep the hat!

Oh yes, pictures from Crosby, Stills and Nash… those hippies are coming soon. I will say, seriously, TWO songs? They need to check ’emselves.