Hello and welcome to my blog, "The Darkroom." If you skipped the "About Me" page, I'm a third generation photographer after my grandfather and my uncle, and I'm a stay-at-home dad and part-time photographer. This blog will encompass a little bit of everything.
A lot of my posts will run the gamut of tips and tricks, things I did over the past week, people I've learned from as well as whatever happens to be on my mind that particular week. While I will make the best attempt at keeping the blog pertaining to photography, every once in awhile I will post about things that are non-photography related. Anyway...I hope you enjoy.
Just sending out a quick message to all of you to wish you a happy new year. Here's hoping that 2015 will be even better than 2014. I hope everyone had a great holiday season and I look forward to hearing/seeing all of you in the year to come.
This is just going to be another quick update. As it's been a busy few weeks. As it is I just realized I never actually updated last week, and for that I apologize.
Just letting everyone know that I am still alive. The time over the past few weeks has been a little wonky between the end of the Festival season and then Thanksgiving last week, and the holidays quickly approaching. A few quick notes:
That's really it for this week, as I said, it was just a few quick updates.
Hi folks, me again. I know it's been awhile and I apologize for that, but it's been a busy few weeks with especially with CRF ending this past week, and believe me, I appreciate your understanding. (See last year's entry The Importance of Family for the full skinny on why this time of year mean's a lot to me.)
This year is always a mixed bag of emotions. Happiness with spending time with my family, and the success of another season at the Carolina Renaissance Festival. Sorrow at the end of the season as I see the friends I've made both past and present leave once again.
Every year, for just a few months, I get to be a part of something grand and huge, and I meet lots of interesting people from a variety of backgrounds, and I got to have new experiences. For those that don't come to festival every year because they think it's the same every year, it's really only the same on the surface. There's new acts from old friends (If you didn't get to see The Angels, or The Castilles this year...I am so sorry, you missed out on two wonderful new shows from some of our local actors). There are acts by fan favorites, folks that have been around awhile, some since the beginning such as Don Juan & Miguel (whom Boyo absolutely loves), Hey, Nunnie, Nunnie (whom the Boyo also loves and will gladly sing some of their songs for you), and some that even fly under the radar of most, but really shouldn't such as Hannibal the Liar (If you've not seen his show you have yet to be amazed) among others far too numerous to mention here.
This year I got to have a blast. I learned the HOW of juggling clubs during an offsite workshop put on by London Broil (Many thank again to Louie, Matt, & AJ). I'm still working on it, and I'm not quite there yet, but I know how, which is the foundation...and they were all wonderful in working with all of us, so I'm getting there. Louie even made me promise that by the time they come back next year, I'll have it down. My wife doesn't know this yet, but I may be practicing at my step-sister's house later today if weather permits.
I got to see the Almost Homeless Comedy Tour with some of the other Festival favorites at the Galway Hooker. I also got to learn how some of these folks got together over the years.
The point in all of this, and I'm sorry I've meandered a bit, is that there a lot of people, every year. I've met new people, made new friends, and seen old friends go. The festival isn't just about the shows, it's also about the camaraderie, and the family.
I would just like to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. Whether you're local, already far away, or even on the road traveling from this point to the next, Thank You. Thank you all for everything you do. The joy and happiness you bring to each other and to those that you meet along the way. Whether we're able to say it in person or not, it is appreciated.
By now I'm sure most if not all of you have heard about what's going on in Buffalo (also why the blog is a day late..I've been following my newsfeeds the last few days and lost track of what day it actually is). For those that follow me regularly, you know that I'm originally from the land of Hot Wings and snow. This weather is NOT typical. Typically we'll get 8' in a year. From what I understand based on my Facebook newsfeed, and the news, they got all 8' in less than 48 hours. All joking aside it is scary to have that happen. There's already been a handful of deaths related to the weather, and I'm sure once they get things cleared they'll find more based on the number of cars that were absolutely buried up there. A few roofs have already collapsed, and now the kicker. They're expecting warmer temperatures and rain the next few days...which means that for as heavy as that snow already is, it's about to get heavier. And as that snow starts to melt, all that water...well...it has to go somewhere.
On the lighter side, most people are having a pretty good sense of humor about it. My friend aka Trixi Firecracker has had her Instagram photos of her and her dad posted in various news outlets including Yahoo News, The Washington Post, and there was another one that I'm forgetting right now. Her favorite hashtag? #TellElsaToQuitIt.
My dad is hunkered down with my step-mother and his Facebook feed, consists primarily of screenshots of Jack Nicholson in The Shining.
I've had a few friends post photos from the middle of streets that normally traffic would be far too dangerous to get in the middle of.
Overall though, as much as part of me would love to be up there and experience it...I'm really glad I'm not. The trailer we lived in wasn't all that great in the first place. I can only imagine how cold it would be right now, not to mention how scared we would be of the roof collapsing. Given that we have our son, who has only seen the few inches we got down here last year, other than the few feet we got when we still lived in NY when he was a baby. I wouldn't want to put him through what they got up there this past week.
Most of my friends are taking it in stride, as they are inclined to do. I've seen Frozen references, White Wall/Game of Thrones references, The Shining. I do know however that as much as they are enjoying the unexpected time off...most of them are also silently ticking off the hours not worked and doing those calculations. Then there are folks like my step-mother who gets stir crazy very easily, and I just received word that the roof where she works just collapsed.
What gets me, is that in some ways I feel like I never left. When I wake up in the morning, I generally watch the weather report. Since Tuesday I turn on the tv, and see a map of Buffalo, instead of Charlotte. I listen to the radio on the way into the Festival...and I hear the Radio DJ's talking about the Bills Game, and the looting of the Doritos truck.
The first day I was watching my Facebook Feed and listening to the news to the point that I didn't want to go outside and go out in to it. I had to remind myself to open the window blinds and see that I wasn't buried in snow.
For any of my friends back North who actually read this: Stay Safe, Stay Warm.
For any of my followers down here: Stay Safe, Stay Warm...and be glad you don't have to shovel.