Miss Massey waiting for the weekend run...enjoying a bit of the sun. It must be so hard to be a Massey.
Perhaps it's time to bring Massey back...Massey Monday that is. She's been modeling all along, just we haven't been sharing. You can still catch glimpses of her in the distance every now and then (on her favorite beaches)...
Hadn't posted anything in a while, so I figured I'd ease back into the blog world with wine. Don't worry bike fans, I have a whole bunch of bike-themed posts primed for publishing, too. But its Sunday, so let's stick with the wine theme.
A few weeks back (before the Soberanes Fire started) we did our Carmel Valley routine...morning run at the dog-friendly Garland Ranch followed by lunch at the Corkscrew Cafe and sips of wine at one of the twenty-some tasting rooms in Carmel Valley Village--Boekenoogen and Cowgirl Winery on this particular Sunday.
And of course, a coffee stop on the way home...
I'm pretty sure Massey is thinking something along the lines of "my mom makes we watch Rachel Maddow every night and she's making me sit in front of this guy for a photo. I'm so confused."
So she just decided to look cute. Pretty sure she's giggling on the inside.
Oh, the things you find at Airbnb houses.
I think Massey is annoyed with El Niño. We are spending too much time inside staring at flat screens on these rainy weekends.
Massey was my assistant on a photoshoot a few weeks back. Turns out a dog isn't that helpful when you're trying to take photos of a bike--she wouldn't even hold it for me. But it was fun to watch her explore the open fields along Old Coast Road.
Rainy weekends mean naps on the couch.
From Hurricane Point, Big Sur
It is still Monday in California (barely)....
This is what a lazy Sunday morning looks like between boy and dog.
Caught Terry 'grammin'.
This is the look she gives you when we've been up for a couple hours and haven't left for a run yet.
Drink at Hand: No. 209 Gin + tonic
Well, its been awhile since we got our ducks in a row to post on a Thursday. Don't really have a good excuse other than that we've been busy. Nothing big, just lots of little stuff that take away from spending time with the photography blog. So, here we go, with a little throwback because, well, Thursdays.
Between 2003 and 2007, we were lucky enough to live in Japan. Besides being just a beautiful country with amazing culture and melt-in-your-mouth fresh tuna sushi, its a country that takes its photography very seriously. Back in 2006 when these photos were taken, digital was quickly gaining momentum, but I believed that film was the purest form of photography. I had a Canon 20D, but I loved film. Terry had already embraced digital and was running amok and producing some great imagery with his Rebel, but I still loved my Canon Elan 7e. And when I really wanted to immerse myself in a creative shooting project, I'd take an old fully manual Nikon loaned to me from Terry's mom to get my film fix. Sure I had to wait a week to see the results, but I didn't mind.
Part of my film love might have been the camera stores in Tokyo. There was one not far away in Tachikawa. They had long refrigerated cases of film, not unlike the dairy aisle in an American grocery store. Kodak, Fuji, Ilford, Agfa, 35mm, 120, negative, slide...it was all there. The Air Force base where we were stationed had a dark room, so I could even play around with my own black and white processing.
When we left Japan, I no longer had a dark room or massive camera stores with huge film selections. I was busy with grad school, and I upgraded to a Canon 40D as shooting digital was just easier and far more affordable. Without access to a place to browse and buy film, and without a lot of time to shoot creatively, the film cameras sat idle in the camera cabinet. That idleness continued until a little over a year ago when our house was burglarized and both of my film cameras were stolen (and ironically the digital cameras were left untouched). Now I have no film camera and I miss having that option.
So tonight, a few frames from a ski trip to Zao in Japan. The snow in Japan gets a lot of hype, and I can say that the powdery goodness is definitely worth the hype. The Zao snow monsters are unique, and as you can see I had a little obsession with trees at the time. Especially frosty trees. Sometimes I look back and cringe at my photographic technique (and am happy with the way I have evolved and progressed as a photographer), but I still love how pure these frames captured on film turned out.
Might have to find myself another film body soon. But in the meantime, I have plenty of digital work to keep me busy!
When Terry is cooking, her nose is usually trying to figure out what we're having.