Who’s Killing Who: A Brief Musical History of the “Holy Land”
(Religion and imperialism are our friends.)
"The thing is, photography is such a technology riddled art form, that the ability to take an OK photograph without years and years of training is a relatively easy thing to do, and has been since the 1880s. Though the feeling I get is that when photographers dismiss other photographers for being too snapshotty, it is kind of like them saying “Hey asshole! Don’t you know that we are suppose to have expensive digital cameras, a ton of studio strobes, a big tripod and $2500 lenses to take photographs that grandma literally cannot replicate the look of with her old point & shoot camera from 1987? Quit letting the peasants feel like they can be an artist too without making the same financial investments we have!”"
Anyone in the Flagstaff area want to spend a day wandering Jerome to photograph abandoned places and landscapes? Send me a private message. Ghost towns are fun!
Lava flow tube, 2/3 mile under the earth, pitch fucking black until the camera flashes.
Dispatches From the Road 10: Another World
Most of Pittsburgh looks like your average big city. But sometimes you stumble on something totally different there.
While exploring, I found one street that had a 7-foot stone wall stretching in both directions as far as the eye could see. Curious what was behind it, I walked alongside it for several blocks until I finally found a way through.
It was like another world. The concrete and row homes suddenly gave way to lush vegetation - a forest in the middle of the city. As I entered, I saw the tail of a deer moving away from me through the undergrowth. It had been a while since I stalked anything, but I moved as silently as I possible could through the forest. As I followed, I could just tell that there were actually two.
I knew to get a photograph I would have to change my camera lens, so I stopped and quickly switched them out. When I looked back up, I could no longer see the doe. My eyes scanned the forest and I abruptly caught sight of her, staring at me. She had heard the click of the lens.
This photo was snapped the instant before she gave a warning snort to her companion, sending them both bounding through the woods and out of sight.
Beats Starbucks any day.