While waiting at the docks for a performance to begin and after it had finished, I managed to take a few personal shots.
What you you get when you combine modern dance and opera, set to a complicated and lovely piece of specially commissioned music, and you stage the entire performance on two tall ships moored at the Port of Los Angeles? You get Heidi Duckler's Beyond the Waterfront. "A dance opera story of sirens and sailors on the ships and the wharf, Beyond the Waterfront pays homage to the late Leonard Bernstein with a multi-sensory work that tackles themes of collaboration, sustainability, and the influence of humanity on environment."
It felt magical sitting on the wharf, with all the nautical and industrial sights, smells and sounds all around us as the blue hour transitionied into night, while at the same time Heidi's performers danced on the ships in front of us and members of the L.A. Opera sang. I can understand why the sirens gave Odysseus such a hard time leaving.
Here are some shots.
Last weekend I got the opportunity to do a little real estate photography in a new development in Pasadena. The lighting was mixed halogen, tungsten, flash, and daylight. I'm not averse to the multiple white balances in these shots, but were I to do it again, I'd return later in the day to get a little warmer outside light, which would have helped the overall balance. In this case, I shot when I was able to be there, on a clinically bright, hot summer day..
We recently returned from our second not-long-enough road trip with Tony and Chelsea Northrup (and their producer Justin Eckhert!), helping them put together another season of Wanderlust. I think... we were helping, right? It's hard to say. We had so much fun, were so busy enjoying everything, that I often neglected to get serious with the cameras. But I did remember to stay out of the way most of the time.
We adore the Northrups! They're an absolute delight.. having connected with them is serendipity being amazing and ineffable again. They've been instrumental in thwarting my encroaching curmudgeonliness, if I may speak plainly*, and I'm heartened that people like Tony and Chelsea and Justin exist.
The new Wanderlust episodes are probably on the way-- I don't ask my friends about such things because it's not my jam, it's theirs -- but for now, here are some of the shots I took during our road trip up California's Central Coast region. I hope you enjoy the shots at least an infinitesimal fraction as much as I enjoyed making them.
*I know, I can't speak plainly, I know
I'm working on documenting the beginning moment of a brand new California State Park, the Los Angeles State Historic Park. It's been a labor of love, as my wife Stephanie works there, and I began shooting it for a friend and co worker of hers, the architect behind the beautiful park buildings. But it seems to be growing into a larger story. Stay tuned for that... I'll deliver the story to the people who commissioned it and then post more about it here afterward. But for now, here's a teaser. I hope you can see from these images what a lovely and interesting open space this park is, sitting as it does in the middle of one of the largest urban sprawls in the world.
Out California's Sonoran Desert lies a place called Salvation Mountain. It is a monumental work of outsider art, born of ecstatic spiritual convictions and built over many years by the late Leonard Knight. Since Mr. Knight's passing, volunteers have been working to preserve the site.
Adjacent to Salvation Mountain lies Slab City. Named for the ubiquitous concrete foundations left by the US Army when they abandoned the area, it's now a squatter's paradise. Everyone in this village lives here for free, and a vibrant offbeat community of artists, outsiders, street philosophers, snow birds, and burnouts commingle here
A winter hike with the family. A two minute HD video.
The smell of wet creosote bush is in the air, and vast and ephemeral lakes dot the land. This is the first serious flight of Mojave Morning's new drone, The Beagle.
While camping at Red Rock Canyon in California's Mojave Desert last night, I noticed some clouds moving in from the west just at sunset. I had assumed they would ruin my plans to take a photo of the Milky Way setting over the red rocks of the desert badlands so I shot this as close to the end of astronomical twilight as possible, perhaps even catching the end of twilight. Soon after, the clouds moved in completely, and today it's raining there.