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According to the I Ching, "A person in danger should not try to escape at one stroke. He should first calmly hold his own, then be satisfied with small gains, which will come by creative adaptations." Right. So I didn't really do the "calmly" part, but I did stumble upon an adaptation. You can decide how creative it may or may not be. When planning to shoot Kathryn (and friends; more on that

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For my birthday back in July (this post is overdue by a mile or fifty), The Wife invited several of our dearest friends over to eat, drink, and be merry. Typically, I don’t like to receive presents on my birthday because – let’s be honest, here – who really needs more sh stuff, right? Thus, I told everyone that in lieu of any kind of presents or even gift cards(!), I’d rather they be willing

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You probably wouldn't be able to tell right away, but the guy in the picture above is a citizen at The Brookwood Community in Brookshire, TX, a non-profit residential facility and vocational program for adults with functional disabilities. One of Brookwood's stated goals is to help their citizens acquire meaningful job skills and hold real jobs in the Community’s business enterprises.And I'm

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The first time I met Rachel (she’s the one in the white dress and lilac cowboy boots) I knew pretty much right away that photographing her wedding would be a lot of fun. She has one of those big, contagious smiles (especially when talking about new hubby Jordan) and an exceptionally sweet disposition… and she asked specifically for a picture of the wedding party jumping. If you’ve met Rachel, a

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Recently, I had the opportunity to shoot the interior of the Worship Center at The Brookwood Community (an educational, residential, and entrepreneurial community for adults with functional disabilities in Brookshire, Texas).The Brookwood Community is a 501(c)3 not-for-profit organization comprising around 500 acres. The "enterprise zone" is home to dozens of commercial greenhouses,

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These pictures have absolutely no significance, apart from documenting my fiddling with my new light meter. Exposure, as determined by the meter: f/4.0, 1/60 second, ISO 100. General demeanor of the cat, as determined by the proximity of a camera lens: annoyed.

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You know you live in a small town when – while checking your mail – the former three-term mayor of the city walks right up into your yard, introduces himself as "Hank," and tells you that he's glad you're part of the community.And that he's probably had more dinners in your house than you have.True story.

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Ice. It makes southeast Texans very, very nervous. Some of us even get a little hysterical about it. One of the advantages we have in this part of the United States is that we can anticipate weather patterns for days (sometimes weeks) in advance, whether it’s a hurricane or a barrage of arctic air. Tropical systems don’t really bother us, because we’ll just “hunker down”; and winter systems,

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I'm very fortunate. I get to be around people like Lauren and Cody (pictured above in the center and at right, respectively). Lauren is a graphic designer for Barneys New York (her stories about the working conditions there will surprise you in the snort-your-drink-through-your-nose sort of way), and Cody operates a gallery called The Joanna and teaches art to college students locally. They're

Robhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688870346540079431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3402631328000533531.post-22074648780988793602010-10-25T21:04:00.006-05:002011-06-02T18:57:40.332-05:00

I’ve been reading Naomi Rosenblum’s A World History of Photography (don’t be jealous). In it, Rosenblum covers the transition from photography-as-art to photography-as-middle-class-documentation (stay with me):The Kodak and the snapshot … were promoted through astute advertising campaigns that appealed to animal lovers, bicyclists, campers, women, sportsmen, travelers, and tourists.Basically,

Robhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688870346540079431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3402631328000533531.post-50364764995233284192010-10-18T23:04:00.010-05:002011-06-02T18:57:52.690-05:00

If you’re like me, your work space tends to reflect your general state of mind. Mine is –­ more often than not ­– a mess, having been cluttered with the residue of teaching.  Attempts to organize my desk often result in what you see here: I would consider this “clean”… -ish. Sadly, this is about as good as it ever gets.  I have, at various times in my life, struggled with the notion of

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