november twenty-second two thousand ten

swirl. sniff. chug.

november twenty-first two thousand ten

front and center.

november twentieth two thousand ten

turning over a wet leaf.

november fourteenth two thousand ten

this weekend my lovely friend, tina, agreed to roam around the marina with me as I practiced taking pictures of human subjects. I'm pleased with the way the shots came out considering I gave her little direction (my fault), and this was the first time tina had served as an unprofessional model (not her fault.) 

it's definitely challenging as a photographer to be able to put your subject at ease, give useful direction to your subject, and quickly envision different ways to approach a shot. for these exact reasons I've typically stuck with taking still life photos. but, I can't turn down free models and good company. 

november third two thousand ten

despite my growing distaste for enormous crowds and well, people, I decided to take part in the Giants World Series Championship Parade because it is/was a historic event and I don't like being left out of things. I'm really glad I forced myself to go although the parade was extremely congested, the weather sweltering, and I couldn't see a damn thing due to my diminutive stature. the energy swirling within the city's civic center was contagious and one couldn't help but feel a part of something bigger than just the celebration of a sports team, a city, or a people. 

or maybe it was the weed.