maybe i spoke too soon

maybe those papers won't close... Conn. Gov. Jodi Rell and Attorney General Richard Blumenthal aparently said they might look for a way to save the JRC papers. It'll be interesting to see where this will lead. Read the story here.

And there's kids playing guns in the street

And one's pointing his tree branch at me
So I put my hands up, I say "Enough is enough
If you walk away, I'll walk away"
And he shot me dead
[Bright Eyes]

funeral

of a police officer who died in a car crash chasing another vehicle

salvaged

i spent a good part of the night at the homeless shelter yesterday. it's getting cold, people are flocking there for a blanket and a mat. these guys are sleeping in the lobby where the lights are never off. i've hung out at st. anne's a lot lately and last night finally found who i was looking for...

just what we do too.

looking through glass, learning about life.

a heavy sigh of relief...

...because had i stayed i most likely would have joined the ranks of unemployed photojournalists come january.
JRC put the new britain herald and the bristol press up for sale and will shut them down if there's no new owner within 60 days. I've talked to people at the herald but the hartford courant officially reports it here. We knew this was coming but it still gives me chills. It makes me feel extra warm and cozy here at the standard...this time i escaped the burning house right before the roof collapsed. scary times. we'll see what comes next. i hope everyone to be laid off will make their way and find other opportunities.

who needs gear anyway?

or...girls can't carry a 400 -- let alone two
or...photojournalists for point'n'shoots
or...big gear's for loosers
or...let the intern break his back, carrying my gear (ouch!)
or...I need the LCD display to see what i'm shooting

Nick Draney and I put ourselves to work today. It's too cold outside anyway.

powder

snowbird opened. utah's snow season has started. it was so beautiful up there. what can i say...pretty nice day, i came away glowing. i also shot video, which is here.

pata

has tumors up and down his throat and now also in his lungs. he used to have them removed every two weeks. but that's not working anymore, so he's on chemo now.the machine helps him breathe when he gets dizzy. his mom's way of dealing with this and helping him blew me away. it's an assignment that i've been struggling to leave behind after walking out the door.

elections in utah

were rather unspectacular, compared to other places around the country. no lines at the polls, and when the results came in, ogden remained quiet. many poll workers still said it was busier than ever before.

giant feet

a jazzer is being stretched.

citizen journalism?

or voyerism? are we any better because we have a press pass? and a big camera? i was pretty annoyed with these people, klicking away with their cells and point'n'shoots. then i started questioning what i was doing. i don't know. just a thought, i guess.

sports? me?

this is my features and general news hiatus. i told my editor someone said if i shoot sports i'd become better overall. he must have liked the idea. i've covered sports almost every day this week. it's pretty fun, for a change, and i think it'll make me look at non-sports assignments in a fresh way. below is a shot from my first jazz game on wednesday. pretty exciting stuff...

at the pearly gates

i wish i had something nice to say. this poor fellow didn't only crash his car, he also was shot in the back beforehand. what a sad place to die...wall avenue in ogden. with a few wilting flowers tied to a pole left to tell his story.

blatantly left without me

my eye has been on vacation for the last couple of days or weeks, i don't even remember. it's probably hitting on hot girls in hawaii, while i'm sitting at home, tinkering with dyptics. maybe it's taking a walk here...or napping in here... anyway, it's freaky and frightening. i can't remember the last time i haven't posted in a week, not because i was busy but because life just felt blah...but maybe that's how things go sometimes. below is some stuff from last week. above, a frosty morning out camping this weekend. and i could tell, the wonderful feeling of seeing is slowly coming back, or better, my eye and I will try to vacation together from now on..

so i won't see her

ashley dresses up and tells me not to take her picture. when i do she screams and giggles and runs away. so i ignore her. then she comes over and does something else outrageous to get my attention. and tells me not to take her picture so she can scream and giggle when i do.

zee fussball

horses and girls

dress-up party

it does the trick

this guy invented a stick that he uses to 'paddle' on a longboard instead of using his foot to move forward. this was for a portrait and we blocked the lane there for a little while, with traffic waiting in my back, which was kind of unnerving. but they were patient. maybe they saw the 400 and thought i was with the fbi. or that this guy was going to, uhm, save the world or something like that...but i think they just didn't want to run me over period

the usual stench of ryan's envy

because he said so