Personal Work

Genesis.

Special occasions merit special posts. And while Genesis doesn't really qualify as an occasion it definitely deserves a special post. {{Public Service Announcement: This is a very long post. Very. You have my permission to skip it and go straight to the photos. Really. But you'll miss a great read.}}

Genesis is an intense three day workshop geared towards wedding photographers. I went to the second one in Memphis, Tennessee. And boy did it live up to my expectations.

Here's how it went down:

I left from LAX sometime Sunday late afternoon, flew an hour past memphis (because for some reason it was cheaper), changed flights, turned around and arrived in Memphis somewhere around 8 Monday morning. I promptly bought a huge coffee, prayed and waited for Melanie to pick me up.

Melanie is an extremely talented photographer from South Carolina and she is the main force behind Genesis. She's also the sweetest thing around, so I was pretty excited to meet her. She wasn't really coming to pick me up, but since Sam was arriving an hour or so after me I decided to stick around and hitch a ride.

Sam is a preacher. He's also a ridiculously creative and successful photographer from the bay area. I was a bit nervous about meeting him. You know, me being star struck and all. So I find Sam and start chatting a bit. He's a actually quite down to earth. And hilarious to boot. My main goal now is not making a complete fool of myself. After a few minutes a large SUV pulls up and out bounces Melanie and Jeff (also known as Jeffy, though he really doesn't look like one). Followed by Tony.

Tony is tall. He also collects money from people he later shoots. He's also a remarkably savvy business person, runs a seamless operation and has wonderfully left brained approach to his creativity (more on that later). Then comes Amy.

Amy is Tony's human half. She's also a great photographer who speaks at normal decibel levels. So, feeling thoroughly outclassed, exhausted, and shaking from that huge coffee I chuck my bags into the back heave my 148 pounds into one of those yummy captain chairs. Sitting in the other is Ed.

Ed is another Bay Area photographer. Of all the instructors I'd say his is the most distinct style. He's a lighting freak and makes poepl look like they popped out of GQ magazine. Totally not my style, but it's quite amazing. As Tony slides the drivers chair all the way back (smashing Ed in the process), and sets the GPS to home base, and turns on the motor, I decide that I probably shouldn't leave may camera bag sitting prettily on the bench. So I launch out, grab my bag, sit down and pretend nothing happened. Well, it turns out that the instructors aren't too scary (besides Evan, but he wasn't there yet) and we had some nice conversations about odd names, primary school stories, and some other wonderful stuff about which I promptly forgot.

I was rooming with a dude who goes by the handle r.o.b. His name is actually Rob but I was looking for arobi. Dork. It turns out he is arriving later that afternoon, and the room is in his name so I'm stranded for a bit. Luckily for me the instructors are going on some prepping mission so they let me crash in their room (at this point I am feeling like a total VIP). On a side note Ed has a lot of batteries. And chargers.

I don't think I slept much, having a blood caffeine level that was off the charts. The hotel we were staying in was located right in the heart of downtown Memphis and the trees and cable-cars were beckoning.

Backing up a bit. There is a facebook group for all of us G2'ers (and Spencer) that was a great way for us to get to know each other before the main event ('twas also a great way for us to all chime in about what exactly we wanted to get out of the workshops so any last minute tweaks could me made (they were)). The group was abuzz with all the new arrivals announcing their arrival status and where in Memphis they were hanging out.

So I hopped out of bed and headed out into the gorgeous weather (it really was) and the eerily quiet streets. Snapped a few photos (that was the only chance I ended up getting to to actually take photos of Memphis. They worked us to the bone), bought an organic green apple, and found my way to a group of people I kinda recognized from Facebook. I sat down and nearly choked myself trying to remove my light meter and huge camera from my neck. While I'm untangling my self everyone introduces themselves and we start talking. And talking. Three day later...

Just kidding. I order a beer (whatever the darkest beer was), and a few minutes later the waiter tells me that since the keg finished before my cup was full (it was like 98% full) they'd give me another on the house. So now, exhausted, shaking from that huge coffee and a bit inebriated (which unfortunately is not very uncommon), I make my way back to the hotel to check in and get ready for the official meet and greet. But, as we find out there is another unofficial meet and greet going on a few blocks down. No beer for me this time, just a coffee. And as we get to talking I realize what a truly friendly and helpful group we got going. Many of the students are quite accomplished photographers and had no problem sharing tips and ideas about everything from networking to f/stops (though believe it or not we spent a very minute time actually talking tech).

Now that we met and gret it's onto the tram to go the official meet and greet. This one sporting drinks and desserts (and homemade cheese sandwiches for me). It was held at our homebase which was somewhere in the Art district of Memphis. I'm not sure who designated it the art district but it was kind of in an unpopulated and a bit run down area. In LA it would have been crime ridden and smelly, but crime doers don't seem to like Memphis. The actual building where we based the classes and workshops out of was quite intriguing. Funky wooden support beams, odd wall paintings, and brick walls. Not bad at all. After chatting a bit Evan walks in.

Evan is a very interesting character. I don't think I've ever met someone with so much self assurance yet so humble. He's also a lot taller than I expected. After watching him from the corner of my eye for a bit I mustered up the courage to go speak to him (now I know that the whole reason the instructors were there was to help us out but I still felt weird taking up their time. Especially Evan. For some reaosn I was quite intimidated by him. Maybe its the fact that he was Army Special Forces... I got over it pretty fast :)). Evan shoots mostly film so I wanted to talk to him a bit about that. Seeing I was interested he ran back to his car, brought his 4x5 kit out and spent the next 45 minutes showing me how it worked, telling me how he got into photography, how he exposes and develops his film, what films he uses and why... I was completely blown away. There was a whole room of photographers out the and he was able to give me his complete attention. And he was like that to everyone. Quite a man.

Midnight. Bed.

The next morning I woke up at 6:45, showered, prayed (my roommate was awesome, he totally let me do my thing and was very respectful) and ran to the tram at 7:45. We had a quick dividing up session (we were divided into 4 groups with whom we'd be with for the duration of the workshops), circle time (odd) and straight to the instructor shootout.

Honestly I didn't think this part was going to be that awesome. It was. More. Awesome. There three groups of models and each instructor took some time with each (all at the same time!!). It really was amazing to see how each of the instructors thought and shot. Tony's like "Oh here's a nice alley let's check it out", Sam is like "Oh here's a nice wall, let's go somewhere else", Ed was, I don't know what was going through Ed's head, he just makes up stuff, and the Mansfields were just making everyone look pretty. At this junctureI was in dire need for a coffee so I found a starbucks. Before I knew it there like 25 genepeeps all heading to Starbucks.

Lunch. Some sort of BBQ I think. I had a cheese sandwich. Homemade, whole wheat, freshly ground, sourdough bread with mustard, onions, and tomatoes.

Ed's rotation. Ed, as I mentioned earlier is a lighting genius. what's really amazing about what he does is that he sees what isn't there. He could set up multiple lights in his head, knowing almost exactly what setting to put them on, and take this amazing photo of something that isn't there! He makes day into night, night into day sidewalks into mirrors. Off camera lighting was probably my weakest point (not anymore!:)), so his rotation was really something I really looked forward to. He started off with a slideshow of what he does, how he does it and what he uses to do it. Then we all had turns setting up some lights, directing the models a bit and shooting away. I was shooting film so I mainly helped and watched. On the way back we stopped under a bridge for Ed to set up a shot. took him one minute and one flash and he came up with this. The guy is not normal.

Supper. Cheese Sandwich.

Evan's presentation. Evan has a very unique view on photography. There has to be a reason for everything in a photograph. Everything. His weddings are very photojournalistic, though he does fantastic portraits also. He mainly spoke about what is photojournalism, and how to do it. How to see moments before they happen and how to prepare for them. Why certain images work and others don't.

Brains all abuzz none of us went to sleep. Ed gave an impromptu session in the lobby and others went off for a drink to talk about all the guck we learned (learnt for those still under the Queen). I was obviously among the latter.

2:00 AM sleep.

7:45 roll out of bed, shower, pray, roll down the stairs, and wait for the tram. And I then had an epiphany. If I ran as fast as I can (which is quite fast) I should be able to get to Starbucks and grab a coffee.Big mistake. One I didn't know where it was and neither did anyone else I aksed. Two I didn't count on the sheer lack of speed the southern baristas have. Three I didn't think she'd give me my change all in nickels and that they'd all fall on the floor. So I missed the tram. But I had caffeine.

Onto Sam's rotation. I got there a few minutes late, but I heard the audio later and didn't miss much (mostly Sam talking how awesome Sam is. He is.). Of all the instructors I think sam is the most naturally creative. And he has a wonderful system of inducing creativity. Which he so gracefully shared with us. It really was an eye opener how he looks for certain elements and always finds them. W then all tried shooting a bit using what we learned, with a little guidance from Mr. Hassawsome. We walked around for twenty minutes in this grungy area and got some amazing images of the family we were working with. Photos that I would never have even thought of. Photos which I did not take so I cannot share... You must believe.

Lunch. Cheese Sandwich and chips (yay!).

Melanie and Jeff. Melanie makes people look look and feel good. She is the master at dealing with clients, not at manipulating but at really getting to know them and what they want. And they then deliver images that wow. Her presentation was A. Angles. How to make people look good. B. How to meet with clients and book. C. How to balance work and family. All were amazing but the third was so important and so eye opening that it would have been worth the price of admission on its own.

Supper. Cheese Sandwich. And a banana.

Tony Hoffer on branding. Tony is different in that he has planned out his brand from the beginning. What he wants his brand to say. Who he is branding to. And what he is going to do (and not do) to further his brand. Originally this was going to be an elective but people felt it was so important that they made it for everyone. And it was. It really made me think about my brand. What type of photography I really am good at and how to brand myself accordingly. He spoke about market research and even did an impromptu brand critique of one of the students (brave man). Also worth the price of admission :).

11:00 Sleep (yay early!).

By the way. Every night after the classes were done the instructors stayed around for a few more hours answering questions, chatting and critiquing. Totally awesome.

7:45 roll out of bed, shower, pray, roll down the stairs, and wait for the tram. This time Amy had promised that she'd have coffee ready at home base.

Amy lives in Memphis and she kind of played hostess. She arranged the hotels and home base, food (coffee), the models and more or less everything else. I also had a camera sent and lens (Nikon F4 ad 28mm f/2) sent to her so I would be able to use it at Genesis. And she's quite an awesome photographer with a very unique style (which I love).

With coffee in hand I made my way to Tony's rotation. He spoke about two main topic. Workflow (the guy is a genius). And creativity. The speed and consistency in which he can cull, edit and make an album is amazing. And he shared. He also has a very organized way in which he builds on his (or others') creativity. He showed us how to break down the elements of a photo and use them in other photos. And how o categorize the creative elements involved. We then went out on a shoot, he showed us some of the magic him and Amy do with lights, and then we went back for some editing. Which was the workflow part. Which actually came after the creativity part. Whatever. It's all good.

Lunch. Cheese sandwich. And coffee (I didn't really tell anyone else about the coffee, so I had as much as I needed :)).

Holy shnitzel this post is getting long.

Live reception! We all went to the other room and had music and dancing. Some rocked it out and most watched... I did both. Sam took photos. He set up four lights, gels and did his magic. Good times.

Question and Answer session with all the instructors. Question were asked and answered. And rebutted.

Critiquing: This. Was. Amazing. We each had time with each instructor going over our portfolio, our brand, our website or whatever we want critiqued. Each instructor has his strong points so I made sure to show different aspects of my photography and ask different questions. What's amazing is how much they all agreed and said similar things about my photography, my strong points and where I should be headed. We also were able to listen in on everyone else's critique (unless they minded, which I don't recall anyone doing). Melanie helped me choose what to show to each one (she's in love with my work with kids). Tony showed me a common thread in all my photography (which was odd, because I thought I was all over the place) but he was right. Evan sent a huge chunk of time critiquing ever single photo from a a certain shoot. Every photo he wanted to know why I made the decisions I did and how I could improve. I know I mentioned it earlier but it really is amazing how he gives his complete attention to anyone he is talking to. I got Sam last, and even though he already looked through some of my stuff he stayed extra to look through my weddings and tell me what he really thought. (And since he was really tired he did just that :)).

Goodbye party. 4:00 sleep. 6:30 taxi. Flight to Atlanta. Cheese sandwich.

Genesis didn't really end though. There is a wonderfully active Facebook group. A forum for more in depth questions and critiques. And sporadic live edits and other goodies from the instructors. The Genesis community is quite awesome and I'm sure I'll stay friends with many. My fingers are just about numb and I have a shoot tomorrow.

If you're interested there is one more Genesis. It's in Vegas in a few weeks. They may be sold out by now but if not. GO.

Spencer alone should be worth it.

I wasn't there to shoot, but here is the shooting that I did.

Enjoy.

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March Air Force Base

There is this Air Force Museum near Hemmet that I've passed quite often, but never had the pleasure of visiting. So on one sunny winter day we dunked the kids in the minivan and made the trek to March Air Force Base. It's still a fully functioning air force base with the museum part on the side.I figured the kids (especially the older ones) would get a kick out of all the different kinds of planes (they even have a Blackbird!!). And they did enjoy them. Until they noticed the puddles. Enormous puddles running over 50 feet long. And being the wonderful parents we are, we let them do their thing. For quite a while actually. And honestly this is the type of photography I love. In 20 years, when I'm even balder than I am now, I'll be pulling these off the shelf (yes, I actually print photos) to remember what my family was like at that stage. Pretty shots in parks are fun. And I get them, I really do. But it's the documentary photos of interactions, fun, disobedience and fun that really makes me love what I do. I was also my first time shooting Kodak Ekar (I used a mix of Ektar and Portra). The color on that stuff is astounding! Enjoy.

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I'm blessed. Now what.

A few weeks ago I reached the ripe old age of 28. In thinking of some things I'd like to change or enhance in my life I realized that thank G-d I am very blessed. For many things. I'm usually fairly humble and listing some of these things is a bit out of my comfort zone, but it's for a good reason. First of all I'm blessed with my family. I have a wonderful wife and four ridiculously delicious kids (the oldest just turned 5 today). But being my birthday and all I'd like to talk more about myself. I'm blessed with health. I've been the within the same 5 pounds for the past 10 years. I don't get sick very often. Naturally I am quite athletic. Nothing spectacular, but I can run, jump, play ball (besides basketball. I don't know if it was the fact that I didn't play much of it growing up or something else, but I was always felt a bit clumsy playing b-ball), jump rope, skip, hula-hoop, walk on my hands and dance. I'm blessed with a very interesting way of thinking. My mind runs in strange directions and it's usually quite a enjoyable trip. I'm good with words and if there's a pun somewhere I find it with alarming alacrity (though I usually keep it to myself). I'm extremely optimistic. Both in regards to people and in outcomes. I mostly see the good in people and just assume everything will work out. I'm smart. Not genius smart, just smart. I can figure most things out fairly quickly and am a fast learner. I have a good eye for color, composition and style. I know what matches with what (though I don't always care about my own dress). I'm a "nice guy". People usually like me and I don't really have many people I don't get along with. I see a lot of what other people miss (and miss a lot of what other people see). I see expressions, emotions, relationships and undercurrents (I don't see what people actually look like. I can talk to someone for an hour and not know what color her hair is). I see happy people as pretty people. Really.

Yes, I'm blessed.

Of course I'm not perfect or even close, but that's not the point. The point is after 28 years what have I done to build on these blessings? How have I harnessed these blessings, built on them, and used them to make the world a better place? And honestly the answer is a bit scary. I could be in shape so easily, but I'm not. I hardly dance and I never play ball. I don't write enough or think enough. Yes I'm optimistic, but sometimes I let that get in the way. I push things off thinking its all going to work out anyways. I'm "nice" but sometime I'm just too tired to actually care. I work so my family can be happy and healthy but sometimes I let my work get in the way of those same things I'm working for.

So, in continuation of this post, I'm going to be listing a few resolutions. I already spoke about getting in shape so I'll just write a bit about that. I'm going to dance for at least one hour a week. It's awesome exercise, it's something I like and am good at. Why not get better? I'm going to sleep. It's the weakest link in my health right now and I'm going to do everything I could to remedy that. I'm going to spend at least an hour a week writing. Either for this blog, for magazines, or just for my self. I will spend at least 20 minutes a day learning Torah. No more fiction (not that I spend much time there). I am a readaholic and I need to focus that on something more productive. I am going to master algebra this year. I will shoot for myself. A lot. I'll be writing a whole post about this one of these days. No email or internet after 8 pm. It's just not healthy for me. Until my schedule becomes remotely normal, every night I will spend a few minutes outlining my plans for the next day. Including how much and when I will spend time with my family. I'm going to make time to do the things I enjoy. For example, I love skiing and hiking and just being in the mountains. But I never go. What's up with that? And I'm finally going to implement Daivd Allen's method of Getting Things Done. Again.

How much of that will i actually implement or accomplish? I'm not entirely sure, but I'll post updates every once in a while. Wish me luck! (I don't really need luck, more like some self-control and fortitude)

Here are a few photos from a walk with one of my blessings.

Enjoy.

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Breathe. Thanks.

Life. It's big. It's bad. And it rocks. But most of all it's busy. Food to make, kids to clothe, errands to run, emails to write, photos to be taken, trash to be taken out, cars to maintain, film to develop, hard drives to clean, exercise to (theoretically) do, blogs to post, articles to read, family to call, spills to clean, floors to wash, heaters to set. You get the point. And yet somehow, amidst all the rush, there's peace. Calm, harmony, joy and sometimes even sleep. The key is to breathe. And then be thankful. I can't list my breaths but I can list what I'm thankful for.

The Biggies:

  • My wife. The most beautiful, thoughtful, funny, real, hard working, and inspirational person I know. She is the strong foundation which allows us all to soar. She's also a fantastic (and über healthy) cook, a master fermenter, an awesome mother, and a constant nudge for me to exercise again. She's not afraid to tread her own path, but not for its own sake. (She even let me go on a week-long journey through Memphis and atlanta for the workshop of my life. While being a stay-at-home mom with four kids at home.) She absolutely, in the most non-literal meaning of the word, rocks.
  • Zevi. The sweetest little four year old you've ever met. Why. He can crawl on four legs faster than most kids can run. Why. He always wants to do the right thing. Why. He tries to get me to floss everyday ("it's very good for you"), and if I ever can't find something he's the first one to ask (he is ridiculously observant). Why. He's super-inquisitive. And he's gorgeous.
  • Chanaleh. The yin to Zevi's yang. She has no clue what's going on. She's in her own tiny beautiful world and once in a while invites us in. She has extra dimensions ("Sometimes I like kombucha, sometimes I don't and sometimes I like it all the times", "nexterday I want pancakes"), and an infectious laugh. The best cleaner-uper and cuddler. Just don't look into her eyes. You'll melt.
  • Mendel. He's happy. Born into a rambunctious family he's a mellow mushball. He's obsessed with the Alef Beis, loves his crib, eats pretty much anything, the best kisser, takes care of Zusha and eats paint.
  • Zusha. His first food was cheesecake. He's the cutest, fattest, heaviest, mushiest, happiest, most edible baby (time makes us forget how cute the others were). Period.
  • G-d. It goes without saying, but all I have, is thanks to Hashem. He gave me this most amazing family that I didn't deserve, and gave me a gift of being able to do something I love and make money and memories. We are healthy, happy, well fed, with a roof over our heads. What else could one want?
  • The Rebbe. The world is shrinking. Where once upon a time there were small communties of love and shelter, now we have the world in our pockets.The Rebbe gave us the knowledge and ability to get through the troubles and choices. I really don't know where I'd be without Chassidus and the Rebbe's implementation of that.

The almost as Biggies (also known as venti):

  • My in-laws (including uncle). They are the best. They have the most amazing connection with my kids (something that due to many circumstances I never had). They help (a lot) with babysitting, playing, hosting, cleaning, maintaining the cars, cooking, and if we're ever in a tight place they are more than happy to help out. And they are very supportive of my budding photography career. You guys are amazing.
  • My family. We're all busy running our own lives, but someone is always there forcing us to get together and have a good time. I wish I could spend more time with you guys, but that's just how it is. I love you.

The also very important (the spices that add all the yumminess). This list is nowhere near exhaustive:

  • For all the Genesis peeps I met over the past two weeks. What a remarkable group of people! I'm sure I will treasure your friendships for a very long time.
  • For making me never gain weight :).
  • For finding an awesome house to rent with a huge backyard.
  • For the word "awesome"
  • For this ridiculously beautiful part of the world I live in.
  • For genuinely nice people. And there are a lot of them.
  • For coffee.
  • For it still being legal to kill cows and eat them.
  • For Hollywood (for making it possible to still produce film)
  • For the fact that all my kids love playing with each other and hanging out together.
  • For sunsets
  • And sunrises
  • And for being able to push black and white film to 6400.

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Film. Why I love it. (And other silly mistakes).

As it turns out I am heading off to an awesome workshop in Memphis for a few days. They're going to tell me that I have to cater my blog to clients and potential clients and not just random readers. In other words cut the techy, geeky stuff and post pictures. And I'm probably going to listen to them (to a degree). In other words I don't think I'm going to be posting as much about gear (as much as I'm obsessed with it) and more about the actual photographs. But until then...

Film: Expensive, annoying, time-consuming, obsolete.

Digital: Quick, easy, cheap, modern.

So why would anyone in their right mind shoot film?

Answer A. They're not in their right mind.

Answer B. This one is a bit long. There are absolute benefits and fringe benefits, but Im going to group them together as they are somewhat intertwined.

So here goes:

  • Latitude: Film captures more in the shadows and waaaaaay more in the highlights. Especially some of the new films.
  • More latitude means you could be a little freer with your exposures, less worry (though you should still nail your exposures).
  • Image quality: Skin tones on film look better. Period. The color looks better and somehow it manages to smooth away blemishes while still being sharp. Magic.
  • Digital cameras have one sensor which is optimized for certain qualities. In a film camera you could have a bunch of different sensors (films) for different looks.
  • Choice in cameras: In digital you are limited to high end Canon, Nikon and if you're a bit brave Sony (and maybe Leica). In film you have a huuuuge choice of cameras of which almost all of them take spectacular pictures. And they are much much much cheaper.
  • Obsoleteness: Your $3000 digital camera (and mine for that matter) will be worth $50 in ten years. Your $500 film camera will be worth $1000 in ten years.
  • When a new film comes out you shot got to pop it in. No need to buy a new camera.
  • Sensor size: In digital you are limited to 35mm (or medium format if you're absolutely loaded, but then you lose any decent high iso capabilities), in Film you got everything from Minox cameras (spy cameras) to 8"x10". Larger sensor=cooler pictures.
  • You got to know (or learn quickly) your stuff. No chimping (looking at your screen and saying "oooh!! ooooh!!) and changing your settings accordingly.
  • As a result you are more involved in the shoot/hike/client/gondola ride, instead of playing with your camera.
  • Film cameras tend to be much simpler. A shutter speed dial. An aperture ring and thats it. No menus designed by sadists. Simple is good.
  • You do more to get the shot. Knowing that each picture costs $$$ makes you take that extra step to make sure all is good, to get a better angle, to catch the light, to wait for an expression etc.
  • The cameras look cool.
  • If you send your negatives off to a good lab (of which there are but few) your scans come back ready to go. No adjustments needed. Crazy huge time saver.
  • Less shots means less time spent sifting through finding the "best".
  • Less time in front of a computer makes the world better place.

One important caveat: You must send the film to a reputable lab for developing and scanning. I use Richards Photo Lab in LA which is amazing. It also costs a pretty penny. And it is so worth it. That last shoot I posted, it was all on medium format film shot with my new Contax 645 (more on that later)and 80mm lens. Not one photo had any edits done by me (besides an occasional straightening). None. And do you see those skin tones? I could spend hours in photoshop and not be able to get anything close to that with digital.

Here are some from my first roll with my new camera (obviously they're of my fam, no testing new gear on clients!). Straight scans untouched by me:

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Awesome yes?

Here are a bunch from the Mamiya developed by Walmart (ouch, not good idea, especially for black and white, notice all those dots on the last few?) and scanned by me. Most of the color I ended up just converting to black and white (though I could have spent more time in photoshop getting them right). Way more time consuming and doesn't look anywhere near the scans by Richard Photo Lab. Lesson learned.

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And the biggest mistake? Buying Jonathan Canlas' FIND guide (film is not dead guide) almost a year after I first started playing around with film. It would have saved my a lot of money and even more time. Now you know. Don't make the same mistake.

What to do when you're watching cows

Part of my wonderful schedule these days is supervising cow milkage for Kosher purposes. It's okay work, quite easy (usually), yet ridiculous hours. I'm glad it's there as of now, but I eventually I'd like to move on. Having a camera handy makes it a bit easier. These were all taken a few weeks ago within a 5 mile radius of the farm. I really should take more pictures of the actual farm. Would be a nice challenge.

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Mamiya 45mm, HP5 film.