Monday, April 14, 2008

The March

Rain hosted an AIDS awareness march which I covered Sunday for the Maneater. I was pretty happy with these photos, so I made them into a slideshow.

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Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Definitely, This Is The Wrong Place To Be

Spring break happened last week, and it was a pretty cool thing to have happen, I would certainly say. I went down to the Palo Duro Canyon in Amarillo, TX to begin the whole thing (shebang? shindig? occurrence?) and took a bunch of photos with my Hasselblad, which took a nosedive into the red dirt while I was there. Thankfully, a bit of vacuuming of the lens made it not look like it had sat in the attic of a New Mexican for 50 years. Anyway, here are some wonderful shots to come out of that, taken on Velvia 50.


Palo Duro

I'm not Ansel or anything, but these'll do, I suppose.

Despite my trip to Amarillo, most of the week was spent at home in Tulsa. I didn't have all that many cool shots from my trips around town, and the ones I did get are in Pearson, KS getting developed. Oh film. How I love you. Here is a Polaroid I took immediately upon getting back home and seeing my girlfriend, which was great.

Home Again

Instead of doing productive things when I had free time, like looking for a summer job or doing my Human Cityscape assignment for Fundamentals, I shot photos of old stuff I had sitting around. Here's a photo of an old Kodachrome canister and an Argus C3 (world's most terrible camera. Never buy one, ever).


Another fun thing I did was take one of the old Brownie Hawkeye box cameras and flip the lens in it. This resulted in a sharp center, but crazy blurred corners. Check it out.

Looking Off


It's like a Holga, but a bit weirder.

I went to some garage sales and flea markets with friends on Saturday morning, and I found a ton of flashbulbs. Like, 19 boxes (over 200 flashes). Yeesssss. I also found a nice synth for my band, which is hopefully getting back together this summer.


It's an old Jupiter 4, made between '78 and '81. The thing is ginormous, but it sounds incredible. If you ever listen to The Unicorns, a synth exactly like this was responsible for all the crazy tones on Who Will Cut Our Hair When We're Gone?

Well, when I finally came back up to Columbia, I realized I had to shoot my Human Cityscape assignment. I wandered around, hoping to get some kind of puddle/reflection photo. Instead, I got this one.


Maybe a tiny bit less generic.