Always a pleasure having pal and super talented artist @shantell_martin in town for a few days. We talked about art and commerce, broke bread and chugged weak tea. She even inspired me to take a few swings with a flashlight during a long exposure collaboration. Good times with good people. Be sure to check her channel out on youtube as well!
Frozen motion and roadside landscapes in the middle of the Midwest. Hope you all had a great holiday season! Back to reality.
Seems like the more I listen, the more I hear people talking about the gear, the business of photography, the widgets. Let us not forget the simple love of photography.
I understand why there’s so much rhetoric in our industry about the business of photography and the gear and the gadgets. There is the common stereotype that most creative people aren’t good business people. There is fear. Gear is easier to talk about than vision. Exposures are exact, the camera dials have numbers. There is a ‘right’ answer to many of these questions.
But where is your love of pictures? Where are your actions that back this up?
Can you pick up a book of photographs and get lost in it?
Can you walk around with your iPhone or Android or your point and shoot or whatever and take 100 pictures knowing that they’ll never be for a client or a portfolio?
Do you love hunting for pictures?
Will you stay up late or get up early for pictures?
Do you sometimes ‘see’ life as a photograph?
It’s different for all of us, but when you can take a break from all the chatter, remind yourself–as often as you can–why you love photography.
Painting with light is far more difficult than one may perceive. Even for the most innately gifted of artists it can prove to be a challenge.
I had the opportunity of working with @shantell_martin recently. So of course I had to ask to her to try her hand at experimenting with the technique. Without hesitation she was in.
Having never attempted this before, it wasn’t more than a couple frames before she had it figured out. Not to mention; we made it work at a not so ideal park in lower downtown and a nearby dark alley.
Day 1-4: On assignment shooting the inimitable Shantell Martin creating her latest and largest piece to date, “Don’t Hide” located at the Colorado Convention Center in downtown Denver.
Over the course of four days she allowed me full creative freedom to document her as she took on this massive endeavor of a 20,000 square foot sidewalk mural. Joking around,
I mentioned to her that capturing her process was very similar to capturing a small child or wild animal; erratic movements and completely unpredictable. She Laughed, agreed, and continued on spray painting. As challenging to shoot as she is an absolute pleasure to work with. An inspiring experience to work alongside such a remarkably talented individual and team. Many thanks to Nine Dot Arts and The Denver Theatre District for putting up with me for 4 days straight, and Shantell for the invitation to the mural marathon. The piece is a definite winner.
I've created an overview of the 4 days in a web gallery. Check it out!
"My work is a meditation of lines - a language of creatures, and messages that invites her viewers to share in her creative process. Part autobiographical and part dreamlike whimsy, Martin has created her own world that bridges between fine art, performance art, technology, and the everyday experience: conversation, objects, and places." -Shantell Martin
Frosty flashback with Rebecca "Possum" Torr. I can't recall exactly how and when Possum starting snowboarding. I do know it was just a few seasons before making this image in Breckenridge. And to top it off, the following winter she was competing in the Winter Olympics in Snowboard Slopestyle. Almost as talented as she is fun to have a beer with. Almost.
Reflective perspective of the aptly named Castle Mountain. No dragons slain, but I did manage to catch a few decent sized trout.
Hey all, I’ve decided to do a limited edition print sale on Etsy in effort to raise funding towards the completion of a project and book. Each image will be printed 8x11 in an edition of ten for sale at $50. Also makes a great gift for Mother’s Day!
If you’re interested in other images or larger prints, please DM or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
And as always thank you all for your kindness and support!
Back in September I went for a semi-sketchy bushwhacking adventure on Red Mountain Pass to get this perspective of the infamous Million Dollar Highway. I learned that granite boulder mine tailings are far from an ideal place to stand, let alone set up a tripod. After some sliding, falling around, and a few surprise moonwalk descents down the crumbling hillside I ended up with a couple stable shots after almost 3 hours of self induced antics. Sometimes you strike out and sometimes you strike gold.
Artist, friend, mentor, and brother from another mother, Quang Ho and his family have had a huge influence on my life and artistic path from a young age.
Amidst a holiday dinner and with the aid of a quality single barrel scotch I was able to convince him to step outside and paint with a flashlight for a portrait idea I had in mind for him.
I ran these exposures manually from around 20 seconds to a minute long, depending on the duration needing to complete the light painting. Incredible watching him blindly scribe the area with a basic flashlight to create these forms almost effortlessly.
Good fun and quite an honor collaborating with the humble master.
Flashback from the middle of the Midwest with possibly the best group of people I know. Here's a few stock images shot in Morrow, Ohio from a family holiday. Long exposures, double exposures, and thankfully no indecent exposures...but almost.
I may be married to Colorado, but North Carolina is my new mistress. Such mysterious and foreign landscapes. Here's a few snaps from last weeks deciduous daydreams in Appalachia.
I still shoot weddings on occasion. And there’s nothing quite like the charm of a southern style wedding with close friends. It's even better when you're given the opportunity to capture the celebration for them. Congratulations Laurel and Elisher! Thanks again for having lil’ ole me play a part on your big day!
I had no luck catching any meteors a few weeks ago during the Perseid showers. However, I did find an opening in the trees presenting a nice clean angle on the Milky Way with a nearby road sign which seemed to be mocking my presence.
Painting a river with a flashlight and watching the earth rotate.
A big part of photography for me is experimentation, having fun, and trying not to get too hung up on apertures and f-stops. To this day I'm still amazed how basic camera functions can subtly send reality into a visible time warp.
Revisiting my love/ hate relationship with infrared glass filters; a technique which relies on a lot of patience, a little luck, and tends to be a bit of a guessing game to dial in the exposure correctly. Hit or miss, the results have always fascinated me.
The image above was a 3 minute exposure overlooking the San Luis Valley in Southern Colorado.
It saddens me to say we lost a good man yesterday. My father, Edward Paciaroni lived a life impossible to describe in a few words. A bit of a renaissance man; he worked as a meteorologist, manufacturers sales rep, theologian, Master Woodworker, and a fine arts painter. He implemented his ever increasing list of ambitions with a quiet dignity and grace. From his education to his list of careers, from his skill with every kind of tool that could fashion wood, paper, canvas, or the clouds, my Dad engaged with the world as a man of many talents who would be its master.
Self-made and self-reliant, Dad aimed to fulfill every obligation he undertook. His word was his bond, and everyone knew it. I never heard him utter a lie, nor intentionally deceive.
Listing just a handful of things he taught me were the importance of love, integrity, generosity, the art of dry humor, and that the best restaurants are in the worst neighborhoods. He also taught me that life is precious, kindness and humor are invaluable yet free, and to follow your ambitions under any and all circumstances.
His character is the foundation of my conscience and I am honored to have called him my Dad.
Farewell, Pop. You did good. You did real good.
A brief visit with the longest living of the tree species, the Bristlecone pine. These trees can survive over 5000 years and they not only survive, but thrive in harsh conditions. This little guy was just a baby; a baby that demanded respect.
Had a great time shooting the Bolder Boulder on Memorial Day Weekend. Amazing to watch 50k lace up for a 10k race. Including eight athletes that will go on to compete in the Rio Summer Olympics. The 10K is known as the fifth largest race in the nation.