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Newcomb’s Ranch Ride (Yup, I’m Still Playing Catch Up)
There’s a difference between being a biker and being a guy who owns a motorcycle.I own a motorcycle. Several of the guys in the photo below are actual bikers.(Hey, extra points if you can pick them out.)It’s never been a part of my character or a…
Read More →Newcomb’s Ranch Ride (Yup, I’m Still Playing Catch Up)
There’s a difference between being a biker and being a guy who owns a motorcycle.I own a motorcycle. Several of the guys in the photo below are actual bikers.(Hey, extra points if you can pick them out.)It’s never been a part of my character or a…
Read More →Happy 5th of July!
(So, I saw this post and hadn’t realized that I never finished writing it. I don’t know where I was headed with it, but then, I never do. We’re just going to call this part of my “Better Late than Never Series”.)It’s Saturday morning. …
Read More →Happy 5th of July!
(So, I saw this post and hadn’t realized that I never finished writing it. I don’t know where I was headed with it, but then, I never do. We’re just going to call this part of my “Better Late than Never Series”.)It’s Saturday morning. …
Read More →Getting freelance journalism jobs as a new grad
In case you didn’t know, freelance journalism jobs are not just for grizzled veterans anymore. According to the Annual Surveys of Journalism & Mass Communications Graduates, the percentage of those with both full and part-time jobs who also do freelancing is growing. For the 2012 cohort, 34.7% of full-time employees say they also work freelance …
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Read More →Another forgotten fotog
Well since no one remembers Robin Still (b-roll today must be really dead these days…), anyone out there who could shed some light onto another forgotten fotog in my files? Leon H. Giroux worked for KRON starting back in the late 1950s up until August 9, 1960 when he was Read More →
Traveling alone in my head…
…news photogs are lost souls on the run…proverbial poets without a country…visionaries who give eyes to what others cannot stomach, yet visionaries who are vilified in their own communities. We document the pivotal public watershed events and also the private pain of the nameless. Our eyes may seem glazed, but they’re bouncing back what dances Read More →