Yesterday, I spent much of the day inside, at my desk, working on photography related things. It’s cool. Days like that happen often, and this one in particular was very efficient. 

So today, I decided I was going to enjoy the summer’s warmth, and read a book in the park. I grabbed a book and drove to Lock’s Park. I arrived and decided to walk one of the paths. I was excited, because it was the first time I had been back in probably four years. 

I did my first photoshoot on that path in 2002. I grabbed two friends, stripped them down to their skivvies, wrapped them in plastic and awkwardly shot off two rolls of T-MAX. I may still have the images saved on my computer. I might even still have the negatives. I had this on hand, so I took a photo of it.

That piece was in my first art show. It was the end of the year student art show. If I remember correctly, it was held at Chesapeake Square Mall. They weren’t as moved by my work as I had hoped. 



I digress- back to the woods. 

It was the opposite end of the year when I took those photos, so there wasn’t a lot of greenery. As I approached the location, I heard people talking. I saw a tripod. I saw a make-up bag. I saw an ax. I saw a bottle of fake blood. And then I saw six or seven people working on a movie. 

I introduced myself, handed out Obscura stickers and my business card. I hung out for a while and watched them film the final scene for that location. We walked back, traded contact information, shot the shit and parted ways. 

It was kinda cool.