I had a Good Earth post all ready to go but when I got this roll back I knew it was go time.  I went to the city last week on some solo photo adventures trying desperately to infuse myself with some hint of the Big Apple.  After trying to park for a good half hour I decided to chance it in a two hour zone (knowing that i would be much longer).  I parked just north of North Beach and headed towards Chinatown.  I did not take my camera out of the bag for a good seven or eight blocks.  It always takes me awhile to tap into the energy of a place.  I just walked and looked at people.  I stood on corners and watched the light change on their faces as they strolled  across the street.  I headed down the East side of Grant street and passed numerous trinket shops.  I came across one and felt a large smile come across my face…Ah yes i had stumbled across the distant cousin of Ass Pants.  (I did  a post a few months ago about this very topic). I walked back and slowly took my camera out of the bag.  I could feel the shop owner looking at me but I paid her no attention.  I could not believe all the faces strewn across these jeans staring back at me.  As I was focussing I saw a woman with her stroller come into the frame BAM! I fired the shutter.  And with that I was off to the races.

I got featured on One Giant Arm coming out of Bristol UK.  Have a gander

Matt.

There is something really odd about the blondes face.  It is tragically lifelike…I guess I should say well done to her creator.

Robert Plant just joined Patty Griffith on stage…somehow this guys flowing locks seemed to pair nicely with the music.  Hardly Strictly Bluegrass.

Death Valley                                        December 2011                                Mamiya RZ67

My good friend Holden invited me over to his shop to check out some new sculptures that he has been working on.  After looking around for a few minutes I felt the excitement starting to rise.  Oh yeah, that familiar felling which makes me run to my truck and get my camera.  What makes that feeling arise?  It can be triggered by different things.  In this case it was authenticity, I could feel all the hours that he has spent in there cutting, grinding, sanding and polishing.  These photos represent a small amount of the work that he will be showing this Friday and Saturday.  If you would like to attend his show and see more of his work check out his site for more info www.holdencrane.com

Every year a bunch of MT. Bikers all gather in the parking lot across from Iron Springs Brewery on Thanksgiving morning.  In years past they would ride up Five Corners to the infamous Repack trail.  This is a two mile downhill that that all the old schoolers used to ride down in the 70′s.  Apparently it got it’s name because they would have to repack the bearings on their hubs after each decent.  This years ride did not include Repack due to the neighbors causing a stink over 300 boisterous individuals covered in mud passing by their houses.  It was a bit of a free for all as far as the ride was concerned.  I went out to get some last minute bread for the stuffing and saw a bunch of these guys hanging out in front of Gestault House (German pub with a bit of a biker slant).  This is my favorite photo from the bunch…