I shot these images quite awhile ago, but I thought that they deserved to be showcased for a little bit. I never posted them, and have always liked them, and I hope you do too!
Seeing the ground from 700 feet above, things look a bit different. The earth looks like colorful patchwork of greens, yellows, blues and reds. Neighborhoods look like miniature toy play sets, and cars on roads look like micro machines.
I’ve had the pleasure of riding in a helicopter twice, both being able to photograph what was below me. This time however, I rode in the front passenger seat with a bubble-front that perfectly lended itself to shooting.
Here are some of the best images from above.
Muncie, Ind. is akin to Detroit it seems in the amount of abandoned houses, factories and weird places in general. Last week I shot what must have been a bustling hub of activity during its prime. This place is huge, and with nothing left inside it seems all the more massive. It reminds me of the factory my dad used to work in when I visited him a few times when I was young. I always wanted the chance to photograph him in his welding booth, but never had the chance before he retired.
So here are a few of the images from the day, and I hope you enjoy.
I got to see one of my favorite bands a few days ago, and they did not disappoint. Ween played for more than two hours in a venue that holds no more than a few hundred people, and performed many of the songs that my friends and I wanted to hear. With Dean up there killing it on the guitar and Gene right beside him singing songs like Johnny On The Spot and Spinal Meningitis, the evening was chock-full of songs off of most all of their albums.
I’ve only been able to see them once before, and this show was definitely better than the last. Indianapolis gave the kind of response to a live show that would make anybody want to trade places with whomever was on stage that night. Lucky for me I’m tall and was able to bring my camera in, and got some really nice pictures.
Check it out:
A million people all around. Funny hats, extremely loud noise, and beer cans, both full and crushed completely absorb any ground that might be underneath. This is the scene of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway in late May 2010. I hadn’t been to the track since I was a youngster with my dad maybe fifteen years ago, and this year, somehow, I managed to go twice.
The first of my visits was a reunion between my pop, the track and myself, and the second being with my pal Evan Himelick. My dad and I went down two weeks before the race (which is actually happening as I type), and watched some of the cars practice and get tuned up to what hopefully would put them in the front of the pack come race day.
The second visit came by chance as I got two free VIP Carb Day passes. These were courtesy of another really good friend, Matt Krieble. This also included me being able to witness ZZ Top playing live. Pretty cool.
Both of these days were great for taking good shots, and getting to hang out with my dad was also one of the huge highlights. We don’t get to spend time like that together to often anymore, and I enjoy the time that we do.
Moving on to the pictures: Here are some of the images from the two days.