Tripping through North Carolina countryside has become one of my favorite (and slightly scary) things to do, especially since I started shooting pictures 10 years ago. I had a free weekend off so spent an afternoon checking out local rural haunts. One find was an abandoned house in Holly Springs. Nothing really interested me about the outside or most of
Not much of a summary here, I was contacted by Stewart Inc., an engineering and planning design firm based in North Carolina to capture photographs of specific items in a particular section of the Neuse River Greenway in Raleigh. The challenge was to blend the professional appearance of architectural photography with the artistic sensibilities of landscape photography. Neat little job.
It’s about time I wrapped this thing up, eh? This is the sixth and final installment of photo blogs from my personal July travel, ending in western Maryland for the Lonaconing Silk Mill. In the event you missed the first five blogs: Part 1: NVF Factory in Yorklyn, Delaware Part 2: I Finally Went to Prison for Photography Part 3:
Welcome to Part FIVE of my personal July travel, in which I’ll give you a break from urban exploration to hit the Pennsylvania countryside, specifically York County. Check out my previous photos from the same trip under the following blog posts: Part 1: NVF Factory in Yorklyn, Delaware Part 2: I Finally Went to Prison for Photography Part 3: Pennsylvania
Beach vacations are for sissies. This is part four of a recent series of blogs detailing recent vacation travel, focusing on the specific area surrounding Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania. Before we get started, some pimping of previous blogs in the series: Part 1: NVF Factory in Yorklyn, Delaware Part 2: I Finally Went to Prison for Photography Part 3: Pennsylvania UrbEx –
Yup, it’s part three of my recent travels (holy cow Sterling, how many parts are there?) This journal post exclusively regards the St. Nicholas Coal Breaker in northeastern Pennsylvania. To check out the previous legs of my journey check out: Part 1: NVF Factory in Yorklyn, Delaware Part 2: I Finally Went to Prison for Photography Funny thing about this
If you’ve been following my blog, you know I took some personal time in July to visit family, friends, and do a bit of road travel. In the event you missed the lead-in blog, you can see it here: Part 1: NVF Factory in Yorklyn, Delaware I sort of wish I picked up photography long before I did. There are
I was recently on the road for two weeks through the north- and mid-Atlantic and have returned to North Carolina to stay for awhile. The first blog about this trip was the NVF (National Vulcanized Fiber) Plant in Yorklyn, Delaware. It was part of a Steven Gottlieb’s Horizons Photography Workshop (Look at that, free double-promotion! Can’t beat that, Steve.) planned
Made a last second impulse trip to another North Carolina mill town. Didn’t as much time on my hands as I hoped for, so I ducked into two abandoned locations and documented some stuff in between…including this vehicle. Turns out framing this photo was my favorite image of the entire trip. I really enjoy shooting pictures that invoke a sense
When I have a bunch of professional and art photography commitments, particularly when traveling it can be difficult to catch a break, so I catch them on the road with my camera. Since turning pro, my efficiency in capturing photos with a limited timeframe has drastically shortened – out of necessity. The following photos I captured to and from locations
One of the neat things in my transition from architecture to architectural photography is that I’ve had a chance to work with friends and former peers in a way I didn’t before. Last month I had the pleasure to shoot a residential design addition for Jessica Hindman and Studio H Home Design in Charlotte, North Carolina. We were classmates in
I’m really close with my father, a part of my life I increasingly appreciate and treasure with age. The photo below, captured when I was age four, exemplifies that relationship, particularly in my early years. I’m cheesing it up for the camera so badly that you can’t even see Dad behind my fro, right? That’s the way he liked it