Ones for whom the rules do not apply…
There are those to whom the rules seem to not apply. When a person has been there for everything – every birthday growing up, every piano recital, every t-ball game,…
There are those to whom the rules seem to not apply. When a person has been there for everything – every birthday growing up, every piano recital, every t-ball game,…
My friend Jeff always said I was born in the wrong decade. An affinity for film and a little-known enjoyment of ye olde vinyl. Some people don’t even know new…
…for photos, at least. Both the blessing and the curse of a 365 Project is the fact that it forces images sometimes. Stay tuned for better… -nd.
Leipzig has been a big player in historical moments for the last few centuries, but very few people know very much about it. It has quietly (and sometimes not-so-quietly participated…
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…
None shall sleep! None shall sleep! You too, princess, In your cold room You watch the stars Trembling of love and hope… But my secret is locked within me No…
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…
In my mind, it is difficult to separate art from learning. There is an art to learning. And every time I attempt to create some sort of art, I end…
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…
“I think music in itself is healing. It’s an explosive expression of humanity. It’s something we are all touched by. No matter what culture we’re from, everyone loves music.” ~Billy…
Sleepy little towns are the most difficult in which to photograph. Or maybe its because that’s where I’m originally from and maybe I hardly see the little “quaint” and “awwwwww,…