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So, here’s something different! Photographing up-and-coming artists is really enjoyable. Photographing an artist a second time after she’s made it big? Quothe ye olde Mastercard: Priceless. Sara Bareilles returned to…
So, here’s something different! Photographing up-and-coming artists is really enjoyable. Photographing an artist a second time after she’s made it big? Quothe ye olde Mastercard: Priceless. Sara Bareilles returned to…
Anything you’ll read on this blog might lead you to believe that photojournalism is one of the most random jobs on the planet. Every day is different. Every job is…
If you have followed this blog for any length of time, you might know I shoot quite a few concerts, usually a dozen or so per year. Many of those…
“God gave us the gift of life… …it is up to us to give ourselves the gift of living well.” ~Voltaire One of the ways I prefer to live: “I`ve learned…
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if I had to…
What a great subject matter to make the 700th post on the Fledgling Photographer Blog! Concert photography is one of my favorite genres. And it looks like it will be…
Alison Krauss & Union Station played here at Harding University. There’s a hold on the images of the performance proper… until until until until… But here’s some behind the scenes…
There are some things you do on purpose for absolutely no reason. (Ironic, considering yesterday’s post.) I’d like to show you a couple of things. These are lists of the…
If you live in fear… you will never live. When you travel, you are living one of the finest ways. Nothing that was ever done with monumental or lasting influence…
Load the car and write the note Grab your bag and grab your coat Tell the ones that need to know We are headed north One foot in and one…
Second only to classic journalism – documentary stuff – I love shooting concerts. I shoot concerts as second nature now. And with the advent of these clean 4 digit ISO’s…
In a rather surreal-feeling moment, I actually WATCHED a concert. I didn’t photograph it, I didn’t cover it as a journalist… I actually attended a concert and sat in normal-people…