Saturday, February 28, 2015
I'll Make You Famous
Photo #45
As a 43 year old man, I did not have much to offer the float people to encourage them to throw me some good throws. What I did have, was my camera. I told this guy I'd make him famous if he threw me some good beads. He agreed, so I took some pictures then he gave me what is basically a string of Christmas tree ornaments.
Then he asked how would he see these pictures. I asked if he had the internet. He did. I asked what his name was. He wouldn't tell me. I asked if his name was Steve, and he agreed to that. I told Steve I'd put his picture on the internet. So, Steve, here you go. Thanks for the beads. (Week 6 - Photo 7)
Don't Need No Ladder
Photo #44
I think I did a terrible job at showing what this guy was all about. Can you even tell his on stilts? That was basically his thing. Also, I don't know what's up with that third arm. I'm pretty sure that is not his. Then again, anything can happen during Mardi Gras.
(Week 6 - Photo 6)
Thursday, February 26, 2015
Southern Bell
Photo #43
Having done it myself, I have respect for anyone in a marching band, marching in a parade. Of all the parades I did, there was nothing even slightly close to marching in a Mardis Gras parade. This was one of many great bands from the Krewe of Endymion parade which someone told me was close to 7 miles long! That's just crazy. I don't know how any of these kids do it, but especially the guys carrying sousaphones.
(Week 6 - Photo 5)
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Pickup Line
Photo #42
This will be the last photo from my New Orleans Mardis Gras trip that is not from New Orleans. It is almost time to start boarding the plane, which means it is time to get some food. I want to say we are at Quiznos, but I'm not sure. Wherever this is, I liked the sign enough to notices, or maybe I noticed it enough to like it. Either way, I feel like there is something Thomas-Hawk-esqe about this shot - but he would have done it better.
(Week 6 - Photo 4)
Reflection of America!
Photo #41
I don't what to say about this one. There was shiny floor in the airport. I also feel like I've used this title before, but I can't find it, so lets just say I didn't.
Sunday, February 22, 2015
Hot Crab
Photo #40
Once again, I found myself in an airport. This time was much different than last week. It was a different airport, the trip was planned well in advance, it was not for work and I had my real camera. With some time to wait and knowing I needed to take 6 good pictures before the day ended, of course I did a little photo-exploring in the airport.
Neon is always fun to shoot, and what says Baltimore more than crabs? This sign was outside a restaurant, and I have to stop writing now because this making me hungry.
(Week 6 - Photo 2)
I Won't be Foiled
Photo #39
Even in a 365x7, the goal is still to try to take a good picture every single day. This week is almost the total antithesis of this. This odd picture of a man made of foil (hat tip to Ella) was taken on Day 1 of the week. The next 6 pictures are all from Day 7. What happened on Days 2-6? I don't know since it seems I wasn't noticing. Or maybe I just don't remember. Either way, that is not what this odyssey is about.
(Week 6 - Photo 1)
Pacificly
Photo #38
A building can be ocean-front or ocean-view, but what do you call it when you can hear the ocean but not see it? Whatever it is, that was my hotel room. Luckily it was just a short walk from my door before I could see the Pacific, or as we call it, "The Other Ocean".
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Blue Shift
Photo #37
I don't like to fly. Let that be clear. I do realize in the long history of human travel, having to sit in an uncomfortable chair with no leg room in order to travel thousands of miles in a few hours is really not something to complain about. But still, I don't like to fly. Even so, ometimes I do. Like when I get to go on a vacation to a different part of the planet. Or when I find out in that I have to be in California at 7:00 AM tomorrow for work. This was the latter case - so here I am about to fly. Up, up and away.
Red Shift
Photo #36
What does it really mean to be abstract? Does it mean putting your phone up against a lighted glass wall in the airport while people walk by with a questioning look that is becoming all too familiar? Or maybe it is something more than that. Just maybe it seeing beyond what others see, and finding the truth and meaning that lies below the surface of the ordinary.
No, actually, it is probably the first thing.
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