Black and White

Sometimes while going through the archives I find an image that I wonder how it would look in black and white. This moment is from a wonderful little wedding I shot with Elizabeth Solaka in the summer. I enjoyed the color version, but I loved the monochrome conversion. It really isolated them from everything around them. Without the colorful flowers, the bright red bricks and the purple curtains there’s only one thing left to look at. I can’t imagine anything that could be as timeless as the emotions here. Photographs capture a lot more than beauty.

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Coquelicot by Camille Marotte

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Camille Marotte
is one of those people that I always go back to for inspiration and general eye candy. Video has very recently become one of my go to places for ideas. Perhaps one day I’ll take the time to learn the trade, though for now I’m going to let people like Camille Marotte inspire me.

His work is aesthetically everything I seem to like. If only my work translated as beautifully as his. One thing that always amazes me is that there is only a few years gap between my age and his, as well as that of other upcoming creative artists. Sometimes I end up thinking whether I’ll be producing work of such caliber by that time. This all definitely gives me something high up to strive for.

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Lakeside

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Business of Happiness

So it’s nearing midnight on a Rutgers’ Wednesday and I have an exam in the morning. I really should be studying frantically about Abnormal Psychology, but to be honest with you there is so much I would rather be doing. This last weekend I assisted a very pregnant Boss Lady document a wedding in New Salem, New York. It must have been a 2 hour drive total from here in New Brunswick. I haven’t had the time to look through these photos and the whole first half of the week I was trying to play catchup so I would get a chance to. I just couldn’t resist today, consequences for my exam will be clear, but I’m not too concerned. I really do hope there will be a time in my life where I would have ample amount of time to give to my photography.

I really don’t know what, if anything, I’ll do with my Major/Minor. Though, I do know what I want to be doing.

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At the Rock House

Nothing beats the refreshment of a last minute photoshoot. Giselle approached Morgan and I looking for some fresh photos. Initially I intended to use a car as some kind of prop, though Morgan had the great idea of heading North to Parsippany and showing us some of his hometown scenery. So there we were, jumping in Giselle’s car headed to a fresh location. Apparently within spitting distance behind Morgan’s house are the remnants of a Native American rock shelter, carefully named “The Rock House”. It’s great that they cared enough to preserve a nice chunk of woods for it, Morgan seemed to have plenty of childhood memories.

With photoshoots I always try to do some sort of surveying beforehand, even if that may be  a map reconnaissance via the wonder of Google. Though this time we arrived on location and I had no idea what was in store for us. While Morgan and Giselle were setting up I took a quick peek around the woods and tried to determine where the light was coming from. The area was great, there was an abundance of rock formations and uneven terrain. However the sun was starting to dip behind the hills, leaving us maybe 30 minutes of shooting time. Realizing timelines like that is tough and we had to get to work if we wanted any sun in our photographs. We were pretty much chasing the sun the whole time.

From this set I think I snapped 100 frames. I’m definitely happy the way they turned out. I was going for a more rugged feel to the photographs, using the flat light and untidiness of the woods to my advantage. Morgan recorded some good footage and I’m really looking forward to see what he comes up with.

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