Race Day

The weather finally cooperated on a weekend here in Nashville and I was able to go shoot the short track races at the fairgrounds speedway.  It had been rained out 2 weeks ago so,  it was fortunate that I was in town.  Anywhere you go in the US I imagine that these amateur races are all just a perfect cross section of america.  Granted, not all types are represented here but the ones that are, well, wow.


Note the cigarette in one hand and high octane fuel in the other.  I was backing up as I shot this.

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Heavy Shit

In her own words

I pick up heavy shit and then put it down and then pick it up again.’


I had the pleasure of shooting Talia VanDoran last night here in Nashville.  She is hard to categorize – more a force of nature than really anything else.  She is a Strongwoman (think giant eastern European guys picking up big ass rocks and throwing full kegs around) and is a sponsored athlete and could kick your ass, not that she would.  More to come after this…



The Band Perry

I shot The Band Perry for a recent cover of Country Weekly and I am just now getting around to getting some images on the blog and then, hopefully, integrated into the portfolio.

I can tell I am behind on blog posts and marketing because looking at these images, I remember how damn cold it was outside and how bad the wind was kicking.  Now, I look outside (well, not now now, its dark) and the trees are all full and green and albeit a little rainy, the weather is much better.

So, a few from the shoot…

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It was so cold the few days prior that there was ice in all the magnolia trees.  As the sun came up and ‘warmed’ things up, it all started falling out in big chunks.  Ive had all manner of things go awry on set before but I was praying that my talent for the day didnt get clocked in the head by some ice.  Fortunately, that did not happen.

A little Robert Frost for this rainy weekend



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could.
To where it bent in the undergrowth,

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.

A portrait wrapped in a portait…

…Its like an enigma wrapped in a mystery shrouded by confusion.

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Actually, its nothing like that, its just a reflection of me shooting my subject in his aviators.  I have been blessed/cursed with a TON of film from the lab recently and have been scanning like crazy and now am just starting to get into the images.

So, lots of new work coming up from a few different projects, a few interesting updates, some travel plans and some new assignments – stay tuned…