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.
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.
Can't see the forest for the kids
The Thalors are quite possibly the cutest family in the world. Though it's a pretty close race with mine. Long story short (yay for grammar!) the ticket to Memphis was cheaper if I flew back through Atlanta, and my cousins, whom I haven't seen in quite some time happen to live right around there. And being that her mom makes some of the best cakes this side of the equator I figured maybe it was hereditary (it is!!).
We had some time before I jet packed out of there and utilized every moment eating (I had my first Shwarma since leaving Israel at this dinky little restaurant with awesome food. (They also had another cousin of mine there, this one from Montreal. She was also eating Shwarma. Its a family thing.) If you do not know what a Shwarma is you have yet to live), and managed to spare a few to run off into the forest for some family photos.
And here they are. Enjoy:
In The Beginning...
Wow. This one was special. Isaac and I grew up together, went to school together and even share the same Birthday! They asked me to shoot their first son's bris and I was quite honored. Thanks!! (and those rib's! mmmmm).
For those who care about such things: Contax 645, 80mm, Kodak Portra 400 and a few with the Nikon F3, 28mm, Ilford HP5. Developed and scanned by Richard's Photo Lab (they are the best!).
Oh, and this was my first time only using film at an event. Yay!
Hello 2012. Meet Zalmy. You two are going to get along great.
2012.I remember as a kid thinking of the years past 2010 as "the future". We all expected flying cars and possibly jet packs by now. We (we, being me here. And being quite the anti-social, hide-in-a-book type of kid, I have no clue what others were thinking) never saw the Internet coming. And here's why: when we think of "the future" we tend to think of things we know about. And how they could be better (we already had cars and airplanes, flying cars was just a logical step). But something entirely new? Where do we even begin to start? Where does it come from?
Start blah blah: I'm not going to get into it here, but Kabbalah teaches that there are two main aspects of thought. Chochmah and binah. Chochmah is the conception of an idea, that flash bulb going off and binah is the ability to incubate the idea, to fully comprehend it and hopefully implement it. Chochmah is also the part of us that allows us to connect with things far beyond us. And the way to cultivate is is through what is called "bittul" namely, nullifying oneself (for lack of better word). It's the ability to step back from your own perceptions, prejudgements, and preconceived notions. To allow something that is completely foreign to your current state to become part of you. And paradoxically it's only then that we really experience ourselves. That we really find out who we are deep down. ... end blah blah
Being Jewish and all, we have our own new year (and own birthdays! And mine is tomorrow :)) however resolutions are always good, so I'll put down a few of my new year resolutions here and at the end (of the year, not the world) I'll post the results.
Physical: People assume I'm in shape. I'm not. I was blessed with a body that doesn't gain weight and can usually jump right into prior states of prior physical prowess without major downfalls. But I never exercise and I feel it. My back aches, and I'll pull a muscle or get a cramp scratching my back. So by the time the year is out I would like (well more like resolute) to: 1. Run a mile in under 6 minutes. Currently I haven't clue how long it would take, probably around 8 and a half. 2. Run a 10 kilometer in under 45 minutes (my last one came in just under an hour and that was 7 years ago in South Africa). 3. Do a cartwheel. As much as I have been able to do odd stuff in the past the simple cartwheel has always evaded me. 4. Do a backwards handspring. Why? Good question.
Photography: 1. Shoot an entire session at f/8 or smaller and kill it (good kill). 2. Take photos of 100 semi-strangers. As in people that I have to do with on a day to day basis but don't really know them (the barista, gas station dude, doctor, check out, cashiers, etc.) 3. Start (and finish) at least one large project that has no current financial benefit. Not for the good karma, but for being able to shoot without thought as to what people (or even me) expect. 4. To master the group photo (my current Achilles heel) both formal and casual. 5. To rock the off camera flash like a boss (even though stylistically its not really me now, I want that to be a choice, not a crutch).
Personal, emotional and spiritual resolutions are in the works. I'll save those for my birthday.
And because most people don't even read what I write and just come for the pics I'll start off the year with this yummy family session. I love how they came dressed exactly how they'd dress on any other day. It's like a slice out of their life that one day when we're old and wiser we could look back and remember exactly how their life was. Dirt stains and all!
Enjoy, and may this year be the best one yet. Hands down.
And on the 8th day...
A bris is an interesting event to shoot. Everything happens very quickly with everyone jam packed in one small area. And then it's easy.
Here's the story in all it's gory details (nah, no gory details here, don't worry):
Geekspeak: All shot on the Contax 645 with the 80mm at f/2 on Kodak Portra 400 pushed one stop and rated at 1000-2000, developed and scanned by Richard's photo Lab and converted to b/w in Lightroom. Besides one.