A Tale of Two Coastlines

        This is a good example of how you can create a drastically different image, one that can stand on it’s own from the original, by simply manipulating a few of the photo’s basic elements.
         In the second picture, I played around until I was able to make the snow covered rocks in the foreground appear to glow with an eerie but beautiful florescence. I removed some of the color levels, so that the image was much darker, and then jacked up the saturation to...eleven.
         The result is an image that conveys a much different atmosphere than the original. I really dig both of them, but each one says something completely different to me.
         If you look closely at the top photo, you’ll see my house. It’s the only purple one with a few outside lights on. I took this photo during a storm on February 12, 2006.

Love. Laugh. Live.

Note: This qualifies as a very short post and as a photo of the moment, so I’m double dipping here. Because I can. Peace.

         In March of 2006, my good friend Jason took another close buddy and I up in his plane. We flew to Nantucket, had dinner, and flew home. It was a fantastic trip. It would have been a fantastic trip even if we had just sat in a car for five hours and gone nowhere. We enjoy each other’s company so much that it wouldn’t have mattered what we did. Taking a jaunt in a plane to an island, however, certainly made the evening special.
         All three of us have the gift of gab, and I don’t think there was more than three seconds of dead air the entire time we were together. Think of three rapid fire machine guns all shooting one after the other for an entire evening.
         The amazing thing was, while one gun was firing, the other two weren’t reloading. They were listening. So what you got was a fluid hyper-kinetic three way dialogue. Like musician’s jamming, this only happens if everyone is paying attention to each other. “Speaking” as much as they’re “listening”. Giving as much as they’re taking. I remember laughing so much that night that my face hurt.
         One of us took this photograph over Martha’s Vineyard. It visualizes the joy, beauty, fun, and wonder of that night. It captures a brief moment in a short life, yet speaks to me of ageless wisdom: Love. Laugh. Live.

Vanilla Everything, Purple Sky

Amazing how a few billion tons of dust from a recently erupted volcano can alter the sky's color. Either that or my camera was hallucinating.

Room 3417

The view from my hotel room at The Westin Copley in Boston, on New Year's Day. Not a bad sight first thing in the morning. I love the city.

Blizzard Raptor Magnum 9000

I took this shot when I chased a storm to Salem, New Hampshire on Sunday, December 21. It's not a terribly "artistic" photo. But as a man who loves snow, loves toys, and finds all types of heavy machinery fascinating, well I just about tripped over myself when I saw this contraption, which I lovingly refer to as The Blizzard Raptor Magnum 9000. I have to get me one of these things.