Halloween, a hike, a river
Since returning from Oaxaca I dialed back on shooting. I’ve gone out a couple times a week, but that’s pared back from daily. For one thing travel does more than just throw you off schedule. It bubbles up questions and observations, and deserves to be dwelled upon. For another, I began shooting last March and so I haven’t had to navigate the earlier sunset. I’m just not sure how to approach night photography yet.
Oaxaca #4 - Final Days
The final two nights in Oaxaca we had wisely planned a mountain retreat. We left our smooth-tiled bungalow on Rufino Tamayo up to a hilltop elevation of 5600’ last Monday evening by way of a driver who worked on-call for the next AirBnB. Before we departed I spent a few hours at Ramen Republic, shooting their menu, drinks, some back-of-house shots and was even invited to try the family dinner.
Oaxaca #3 (of 4)
I’ve realized a couple of things since starting this photoblog. First, I think most importantly, I need to start an Instagram account. Second, my posts are too long. I was going to make this last post of the last four days, but I’ve instead taken the more measured approach of breaking it into two parts. It’s still probably too long.
Oaxaca #1
Greetings from Oaxaca, Mexico! I’ve come here with two friends, one of whom pointed out a fermentation conference to me half a year ago (Ferment Oaxaca) and we decided to make the voyage. Oaxaca to me so far is coffee, mezcal, artisanship, incredible foods of all sorts, and people generous with their time and spirit.
Balloon Glow, Hispanic Fest, Arnold Days
And also just a couple from S. Grand’s Fall Fest. Spent some time at all of the above between last night and today. I had the most fun at Arnold Days at probably that made for the best images, but by far the best food was Hispanic Fest.
Music at the Intersection & Assorted Happenings Around STL
Last weekend saw Oktoberfest, Chuseok Harvest, Taste of Black St. Louis, Lebanese Fest, and Music at the Intersection. It made for a mixed bag in terms of getting images I like, but I did enjoy getting to see so many different kinds of events in a day. I still think it’s worth it to go and cover events as they come up and I’ll continue doing so, but it can indeed feel limiting. Yes, there are a lot of people out there peopling, but in a narrow band of behaviors: waiting in lines for food stalls, drinking, watching a performer. I need to be more mindful and patient when I go to an event, wait to find the signal in the noise. For me, that would be the more unusual moments—or perspectives, moving around more to try different angles or focussing in on part of the crowd to get clear subjects.
My list I’ve just jotted down that I’ll leave in my camera bag and now read before every shoot:
-slow down, take your time
-always ask “why am I taking this picture?”
-rule of thirds
-change lenses at least once per shoot or photowalk
-move around
Das Bevo - Oktoberfest Begins
I’m very familiar with the Bevo Mill but had never before taken the time to stop in. It dominates the somewhat unwieldy intersection of Gravois, Morganford, and Delor, and has done so since 1917 when the windmill was built by the Busch family. I stopped by last Friday evening, 9/13, after spotting they would have their Oktoberfest kickoff that night and I’m glad I did! Very friendly crowd, yummy looking brats and assorted other Germanic treats, and of course Okterbest style beers from a number of breweries—with a classic Bavarian band to boot.
Coincidentally, Das Bevo is at the far end of a section of Gravois I’ve been intending to shoot over some Friday and Saturday nights. So as an added bonus I took some time after the show to walk around a bit, get a sense of the neighborhood on foot and start thinking of some ways I might be able to shoot it.
Soulard #2
I did wind up going back to Soulard a couple evenings this week, and then again first thing yesterday morning for the Soulard Farmer’s Market. I have been cheating myself for a decade. It’s unique and full of every sort of vendor: candied pecans, toys, some actual farmers, art, bakeries, little coffee stands and places where you can get a bloody mary to walk around, musicians. Every corridor is crowded and bustling. It wasn’t until halfway through I realized it was too close quarters for a 50mm and switched to 35mm.
Jerseyville County Fair
Former President Trump’s attempted assassination was on July 13th. I had already noted that the Jerseyville County Fair was on the 14th and figured I might go, but after that and knowing a bit about the county (in IL, about an hour from STL, and conservative), I thought it might be an especially interesting time to go. Just to get a sense of the crowd and how they were feeling and responding. To clarify, my interest is in recording events as they happen… it’s one thing to be conservative and another to support Trump, and while I aim to find human moments I’m not endorsing or glamorizing anything.
Elephant Rocks & Johnson Shutins
These images are from an early June visit to Elephant Rocks and Johnson Shutins, two state parks about an hour and half south by southwest of St. Louis, and about a twenty minute drive from one another. The Shutins are arguably more popular because it features a series of natural waterslides and cooling pools, but a normal trip for a family would be to visit both in a day. The Elephant Rocks make for great scrambling and exploration and unwieldy hiking. It feels possible to get lost despite the main trail—the Braille Trail—being a loop.
Soulard #1
I thought I would head downtown tonight, either that or there’s a section of Gravois I’ve been meaning to visit. Instead I found myself in Soulard. This is a neighborhood I rarely visit and it was my first photowalk there, and these shots somewhat reflect that. If I go downtown I feel very comfortable working and I know where light falls in the streets at certain times (at least in summer), where the interesting backgrounds and parks and so on are. Soulard is so new to me that I had to refer back to my photos in order to return to my car.
Oddly, it was one of the first neighborhoods I visited in St. Louis as I wanted to see the farmers market. So that very first Saturday in mid-August of 2014 I went. I was still very much in an agricultural mindset and as I walked the stalls I was jotting down prices and other notes. It struck me that nearly every vendor was a reseller. That is, as is often the case at a farmer’s market, the ‘farms’ aren’t farms.
Say a farmer has a contract with Kroger and they grow cucumber, squash, and zucchini across twenty acres or something. Kroger will open a certain number of boxes and if they find a certain number of rejects (pest bite marks or other imperfections) they reject the shipment altogether. It doesn’t get tossed, but instead goes to an auction. A reseller will be at that auction and bid on the shipment. If they win it, they take it to your local farmers market and pretend to be a farmer. Fun!
So there I was jotting down prices when a market manager came up to me and said in an especially clear manner that I was to either stop taking notes or leave immediately. I left, and have never been back. Although I will be there this upcoming Saturday morning if I stay in town. And even if not, I barely scratched the surface tonight and know I will be coming back many times.
Art Fair, Zoo, Market, Jazz & Blues on Euclid
This week largely felt like a bust for shooting, maybe starting with the Greek Festival last weekend. But that happens. Quite a bit, actually. When you work in a studio, or work (paid) at a wedding or an event or some such thing, you have access to get to where you need to be. For me, I go out and see what I get. I do my best to frame things up, to compose an image, but in large measure you are at the whim of the world. What’s the light doing? What’s the weather? Who are the people and are they amenable to be photographed? It’s not the case that they always are, which I respect.
But between yesterday and today I put together a decent enough set of images to share. The settings were: the St. Louis Art Fair (held in downtown Clayton) between last night and this morning, but before returning to the fair this morning I got a few shots at the Tower Grove Farmer’s market, then after Art Fair part two I spent some time at the zoo, and then finally a jazz and blues fair at the intersection of Euclid and Lindell.
New Orleans
I stayed about a block from Bourbon St. in NOLA from July 25 to July 28 this year—my first visit there. Lodging on Iberville near its intersection with Bourbon, it was truly just a five minute walk to the craziness of the night life. At least one night I was out until 4am! The experience of Bourbon St. was a wholly positive one, or at least that was my experience. Despite significant levels of inebriation I saw no violence or even tension. It was a welcoming, friendly bacchanal.
I’ll post liberally here as this was an extensive shooting trip.
Twilight Thursdays
Tonight was the first of the Twilight Thursdays, a fall-ish music series of outdoor concerts hosted by the Missouri Museum. I milled about the crowd and even squatted in front of the stage for a few minutes to get some shots. The crowd was full of colorful umbrellas and outfits, smiles, and singing. I wasn’t really in the mood to go out shooting after a long day—but so far, after nearly half a year of doing so near daily, I never regret it.
Greek Festival
I visited the Greek Festival at St. Nicholas’ near to Forest Park Ave and Kingshighway on Labor Day, and really I don’t think I did it justice. I didn’t feel the same level of comfort I normally do in singling people out for shots, I think because this really was more of a shared public meal than anything else. I don’t know. It could also just be that I didn’t take my time, wait for the moments. Anyhow here’s what I got.
August 18 - 25: SLAM, TGP, Page Blvd
Again, just trying to catch up. Posts might be frenetic and brief for awhile, not that this will ever be a terribly word-heavy blog. But this is probably the best example of a ‘normal’ week of photography for me so far. No real plan or theme, just driving around from one spot to the next and going for a walk. Usually a slow walk, observing for a moment before snapping anything. Looking at light, what’s going on, backgrounds, potential frames.
Festival of Nations
This year I spent the first day largely solo apart from a brief rendezvous with friends, and otherwise walked just shy of twelve miles across Tower Grove Park. The second day I approached it from a more Dionysian angle with another friend. I have more to say, but I’m still learning SquareSpace and while I like it, it’s twice now cost me a substantial amount of work on this post simply for clicking the wrong button with nothing saved and I tire or rewriting the same thing. So briefly then: this is a beloved event, and I enjoyed both days equally—”working” it for a full day, and really getting to take it in the second day as a festival-goer rather than a photographer.
Japanese Festival
This year was my first time attending the Japanese Festival, hosted by the Missouri Botanical Garden, right by Tower Grove Park. One of the things I enjoy most about photography and my semi-unexpected obsession with it is that I want to get out there, to be shooting every day. And if I go to an event like this (where by “like this” I mean an event that many hundreds or even thousands are going to), I hope to get at least some shots that while fairly representing the moment aren’t where most people’s eyes would drift. This event was a joy to shoot. Very well organized, something going on in every corner of the grounds and often overlapping—but it went on for three days and most events were repeated, so you could either just meander, or choose when to stop in on a certain presentation. The shots below are from both Friday and Saturday.
Paint Louis 2024
Paint Louis ran from August 31 - Sept 1 this year, and I drove over yesterday to see what it was all about after getting a hot tip from some friends. It didn’t disappoint. Breakdancing, vendors, DJs, dozens of graffiti artists from all over the country, skateboarders, scooter-ers, photographers, motorcyclists, families all spread up and down the Mural Mile graffiti wall.
I’ll also soon (maybe later tonight!) post images from last weekend’s Festival of Nations and this weekend’s Japanese Festival at the Botanical Garden.