Patagonia far surpassed my expectations. And I had really high expectations. It’s just absolutely breathtakingly amazing. Continue reading Patagonia, expectations
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Patagonia, my first hour
Driving down the rugged Carretera Austral, every turn brings a new surprise, a new “ohh…ahh…” Everything here is BIG, a wild, wide expanse of beauty. Amazing.
Happy (Belated) Easter! (Chilean Style)
First and foremost, this post is dedicated to Nelly Gunther Hughes, who is a most marvelous woman and who welcomes me into her home like a daughter.
Secondly, yes, this is long overdue. Life has been so busy! And what makes it just so busy you ask? Preparing for PATAGONIA! Continue reading Happy (Belated) Easter! (Chilean Style)
Into the mystic
Thick fog blended sea and land early last Sunday morning on a weekend excursion to Algarrobo. And so we decided to take a drive up the coast a bit, explore. On the way, we came across a dirt road that said “El Yeco,” so we naturally turned onto it, because that’s what you’re supposed to do; you see an unmarked road, you explore. The result: A mystical view while perched high above rocky beaches. Continue reading Into the mystic
Monday Memories – Clint Montgomery
Spoiler alert: This post is sad.
Soon after my brother died, I began to fear time. Everyone reassured me that only time could heal the pain, so I went along with it. But deep down, it was my enemy, each day taking me further away from my only brother. I feared I would forget him….
And here we are, 11 years later. I realize that I never had anything to fear. He will never be forgotten. It’s as John Steinbeck said in To a God Unknown:
“Life cannot be cut off quickly. One cannot be dead until the things he changed are dead. His effect is the only evidence of his life. While there remains even a plaintive memory, a person cannot be cut off, dead. And he thought, ‘It’s a long slow process for a human to die. We kill a cow, and it is dead as soon as the meat is eaten, but a man’s life dies as a commotion in a still pool dies, in little waves, spreading and growing back toward stillness.’” Continue reading Monday Memories – Clint Montgomery
Riot Art
So this is the last from quite an interesting experience. I give you: Riot Art.
Best wish for you Good time
So life has been super busy. Are you aware that it’s almost April?! I’ve got some amazing phlogs coming soon, but for now I leave you with my new favorite hobby: Searching for gift bags that make no sense in English. (See: Because Bad Translations Are Funny.)
I want to ‘Go with Oh’ to Barcelona!
I truly love blogging. If I could do it as a full-time job, have no doubt, I would. So that is why I’m entering this contest, because I feel my “phlogs” (photo blogs) have a lot to offer and would fit perfectly with ‘Go with Oh’s’ style.
Now, I would go anywhere the wind takes me, but I choose Barcelona because of my fluency in Spanish, which I feel would really help me go beyond your typical tourist experience, giving insight into a city in which I yearn to know. Continue reading I want to ‘Go with Oh’ to Barcelona!
The photographer I’ll never have the balls to be.
Just so you know, the sky this day was a brilliant blue. He’s standing on a bridge, enveloped by a cloud of tear gas, mayhem on either end. He is either a champion or crazy, or maybe a bit of both. Continue reading The photographer I’ll never have the balls to be.
Beware of the Ides of the “March”
Walking to my English class at 7:45 this morning, I could already feel it. Police on every corner, the tension, the “march.”
Monday Memories – Cloud Makers
I’ve never actually published this photo before, but came across it recently and I thought it was pretty cool.
A 180˚ view
A fish-eye lens is a fun thing to have in your kit. Though it is by no means a primary lens, it does always seem to pull through and give you great, unique shots. Continue reading A 180˚ view
My eye and old men.
Wait, what was I thinking? My photographic tendency is clearly cute old men…
The Rule of Threes
I recently watched a video by photojournalist Will Yurman, who several years back started “A day A photo,” a project dedicated to shooting and publishing a photo on his site every single day, 365 days a year. (Or in this case 366…maybe, it is 2012…ha). He talked about how fun it was to periodically go back through the images and make visual connections. He finds it interesting that we as photographers seem to see the same thing over and over again.
So that got me thinking, what do I see and shoot over and over again? What is my tendency as a photographer?
Looking back through my photos, the answer became quite obvious.
This quote deserves its own post.
“An economy where advertisers thrive while journalists and artists struggle reflects the values of a society more interested in deception and manipulation than in truth and beauty.” -Jaron Lanier
Monday Memories – Breathe, breathe in the air…
I’m posting this for today’s memory because lately, I’ve had a real itch to leave the concrete jungle behind for a hot second, breathe deep and run around in the mountains. Soon….
Continue reading Monday Memories – Breathe, breathe in the air…
Fútbol
So let me start with excuses. It was dark, my telephoto lens only goes to a 4.0 aperture, hence a maximum shutter speed of 200 and a ridiculously high ISO, and lastly, I’m simply out of practice. (For all non-camera folk: It was dark and I didn’t have proper equipment.) Back in the day when I was shooting college sports at least once a week, I was much better at anticipating “the shot,” not like this time, where I got the moment right before kicking or right after kicking, but never foot-to-ball contact. It was still fun and I’d love to try it again.
Pliers, wires and beads…
So apart from taking photos, I also love making jewelry. I’ve been making my own creations for years now, and I’d like to share a few of my favorites. Continue reading Pliers, wires and beads…
Monday Memories – Lights in cold nights
As every day here has been at least in the high eighties since I can remember, I take a reprieve from the dog days of summer via photos I shot two years ago at my lovely home in West Virginia. I’ll never forget that by that point in my life, due to changing hemispheres so often, it was my third consecutive winter, only to be followed by another upon my “permanent” return to Chile. Oh how I wanted to feel the heat of the very sun heating me now.
So, it may be hot, but I can’t complain.
Continue reading Monday Memories – Lights in cold nights
Because bad translations are funny
You think that one’s good? Continue reading Because bad translations are funny
Monday Memories – Metropolitan Cathedral
Though this never actually made it in a phlog, I took it while interning at The Santiago Times in 2009. In fact, it was my first assignment for them.
Whale Dog
I think it’s fairly obvious why we call him “whale dog.”
I’ve never seen this guy move outside of a 100 meter radius from where he ALWAYS is, his home. I’ve lived in this area for more than a year now and it never fails, when I pass by, there he is, in all his whale dog glory. Continue reading Whale Dog
Abi Wilkinson
So there’s this really cool chick I know who makes great clothes and who let me photograph her wearing those great clothes a while back. And that’s what this phlog is about: Abi Wilkinson and her great clothes. Continue reading Abi Wilkinson
La Playa
It is the heart of summer here in Chile, and there is no better place to be than la playa, the beach.
So that is exactly where I spent my weekend: Algarrobo. Continue reading La Playa
