Back in the day, when I first began my educational journey into photography, I met two people about a week apart. Ashley Lawler and I became “significant others” and have remained that way for the better part of half a decade. Carl Amyoni and I have remained very close friends and instigators of each others’ bad habits for a similar time frame.
Now – this is all nice and nostalgic, but personal relationships aside, we also make up a trio of photographic entertainment.
In the early stages of our acquaintance, we decided to start a series we initially called the “Canadian Olympics.” It would consist of ham-hocked trials, regular risk of personal injury, and a lot of plaid. In the end it will probably be a series of images of people doing incredibly stupid things.
As is the case with too may things these days, the concept fell through and all we were left with was a series of “promo shots” and one very elaborate and flame-filled take on the luge.
Recently, I have been wrapping up a series of time-sucking endeavors and can see a gleaming orb of free time rising on the eastern horizon.
Furthermore – I feel that if I stick this in the world-wide-web, it will prompt people to bother me about new pictures.
YES YOU! I AM RELYING ON YOU TO PESTER ME FOR WORK.
In the meantime – enjoy this blast from the past with a special guest appearance by my cousin, Mike Strong.
A bit ago I had the opportunity to shoot some subject matter I had been lacking: a full-on skateboarding promo campaign.
My cousin is a fairly skilled longboarder. (For those of you who don’t know – long boarding is like a cross between skateboarding and surfing, all preformed on – you guessed it – a long board.)
He actually won the board. It was a literary competition illustrating why each entrant love long boarding and should win the board. Mike Strong won. This thing is worth hundreds of dollars. It’s a big deal.
The problem is that we both live in Michigan… and Mike won his Loyal Dean board in December.
Basically he had to stare at it an wait for almost 5 months. So, when spring rolled around, we hit the asphalt. He busted some moves and gave the board a run for its money.
I’ve been feeling the need to restructure my portfolio – trimming down some spots, bulking up some others, creating new categories altogether… Throughout the process I’ve been looking through my work from early on in my career all the way up to last week. It’s been fascinating.
One of the trends I notice repeating itself is that of the “completely ridiculous.” It seems to be a driving force in a lot of my personal work.
Which brings us to the topic at hand.
2 years ago there was a competition for a scholarship; I had to tell a story in 8 images. As per usual, I put things off and it was dangerously close to the deadline. Then I got a call from the accepting committee, reminding me that I still had not submitted. I confirmed that there were still 4 days left to submit.
They corrected me. It turns out I had gotten the date wrong. I had less than 36 hours.
With the relentless help of Carl Amyoni, we jumped into action.
In a 30-hour shooting spree we planned the shoot, bought the props, found the locations (3 different cities), shot the pictures, and ran post production.