Tuesday, August 31, 2010

What to do with that Elephant standing in front of you

On top of getting five of my prints into the Photo Exhibit at the State Fair this year, I was honored to be invited by the Director of the Photography Exhibit to give a series of photography presentations as well. This was a blessing and a nightmare wrapped into one nicely coiled package the size of an elephant.

Many years ago a co-worker of mine used to put a little saying in his email footer; “You can only eat an elephant one bite at a time”. I didn't like him much, but his email footer stuck with me. It was a different way of saying the journey of a thousand miles starts with the first step, but the elephant analogy has always had a stronger frame of reference for me maybe because I love food so much. For me elephant analogy was the realization that even though the elephant would still be there tomorrow it would have one less bite remaining on it after today.

Have you ever committed to something that is bigger than your capabilities? How about two times bigger? Or even three times bigger? What about ten times bigger? Let me tell you something about how big that size of a commitment is. It is not like ordering a meal that is bigger than your stomach’s capacity; you know the whole my eyes were bigger than my stomach thing as everyone has expereinced at a Thanksgiving or two. The thing is that with the too-big-of-a meal, you can eat a little at a time and put the remainder in the refrigerator to save for a later meal.

Another thing about a commitment is that a commitment usually comes with deadlines. It’s like adding the Ole 96er scenario to the mix. In the Ole 96er scenario you have one hour to eat a meal that way too big, a 96oz steak (six pounds) and all of fixings; baked potato, vegetable and bread. If you succeed within the hour you get a t-shirt, a hat, rounds of applause and your meal, as well as everyone else’s meal at your table is free. If you fail, you’re so full it hurts, you gained 5 pounds and you now have to pay $60 for the steak dinner top off the fact that everyone else has to pay for their now to. The main issue with the Ole 96er scenario is that your stomach has the normal capacity to hold maybe 32oz of the steak (that is two pounds of yummy steak goodness) before being stretched to maximum capacity and you die; well at least wish you were dead. Talk about a challenge.

I did that exact thing with my commitment in July only it wasn’t a tiny 96oz ounce steak. It was an elephant sized task with an August 29th deliverable, which would prove to be a challenge for a healthy person. I committed myself to hosting and presenting a series of photography workshops and presentations at the Oregon State Fair this year. In using the term series, I am stating that there are a total of 21 workshop opportunities, 12 of which are unique, that needed to be planned, put together and ready for one and two hour long presentations. This is 35 days to prepare 12 unique presentations (30 totals hours). This was a huge task, but adding to the stress of that task is my full time day job, family needs and fibromyalgia symptoms that are not even close to being under control. I sat and looked at what I had in front of me: A true mission impossible; an elephant needing to be eaten.
So what do you do when you have five weeks to plan 30 hours of presentations that can spell success or failure for your professional life and reputation? What does a person do with that size of an elephant? Well you don’t try to eat that elephant all by yourself do you? Especially not if you have a deadline that is rapidly approaching. You can either walk away from the elephant and cut your loses or you can call on some friends to have an old fashioned BBQ. And BBQ is what I did.

I contacted all of the photographers in my photography group and opened the opportunity to them to co-present at the fair with me. I turned that elephant into a group event, an opportunity for everyone and the group jumped on the opportunity with a passion that equaled mine. I ended up with five presenters each planning their own presentations, including myself, and dozens of helpers to make banners, business cards and covering just about every aspect of the presentations that we needed.

It was still a stressful undertaking with now having to coordinate 18 people on top of planning my presentations, but coordinating only added a couple of bites of the elephant each day. While coordinating the people was a couple of additional bites for me each day, each of those 18 people took five bites off that elephant each day. As each one of them took it upon themselves to complete a task and start the next the elephant started disappearing rapidly.

The BBQ, as it turned out, was a great idea. I was now getting 18 times the work done with less than 1/3 the effort and this allowed me to focus on the bites of the elephant I needed to eat; my presentations and coordinating with the Exhibit Director.

Yesterday was the first day of presentations, eight presentations, each an hour long, and each presentation was perfectly planned and executed by myself and two other presenters. Sure I might have said something or explained something differently in other's presentations, but I was simply happy that it was the success it was and I am not really a control freak.

Had I not had the help from my friends, it would have been a complete disaster. And while we still have 20 hours of presentations to give for the remainder of the week, I have no doubt that each and every one of us will contribute to the success of those remaining bites of the elephant.
In the end, the elephant is nearly gone now, and nothing is going to waste. I have learned that yes, you can eat an elephant one bite at a time, if you are given enough time. If you don’t have enough time to go it alone, you can always have a BBQ and invite your friends over to help. And everyone loves a good BBQ. So the next time you are facing an elephant don’t fret over its overwhelming size; light the charcoal and invite your friends over. That Elephant will be gone in no time. Offering free beer to help wash that elephant down isn’t a bad idea either.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Starting August 29th, I along with several other member of my photo group will be teaching free workshops at the Oregon State Fair. Below is our schedule of presentations make sure to come check us out... there will be a ton of great information.

All presentations will be given at the Cascade Hall Presentation Room, inside Cascade just north of the L.B. Day Amphitheatre.

Come by and say hello and you might just learn something and make a few friends at the same time.


August 29th-
  • 1 PM Intro to Digital Photography - Me
  • 2 PM Camera Controls and Modes - Me
  • 3 PM - Photo Management - Chris Sabato
  • 4 PM Intro to the Digital Darkroom - Chris Sabato
  • 5 PM - Advanced Digital Darkroom - Me and Chris Sabato
  • 6 PM - Fun with Images - Karen Adams
  • 7 PM - Prepare to Share Online - Chris Sabato
  • 8 PM - Sharing Your Images Online - Chris Sabato
  • 9 PM - Q&A Me and Chris Sabato
August 31st -
  • 7 - 9 PM Basic Digital Photography A-Z - Me and Chris Sabato
  • 9:00 PM - Q&A
September 1st -
  • 7 - 9 PM Creative Lighting - Nathan Smith
  • 9 PM - Q&A
September 2nd -
  • 7 - 9 PM HDR Photography and Processing - Me
  • 9 PM - Q&A
September 3rd -
  • 7 - 10 PM The Creative Process - Joel Zack
September 4th -
  • 7 - 10 PM The Creative Process - Joel Zack
September 6th -
  • 1 PM Intro to Digital Photography - Me
  • 2 PM Camera Controls and Modes - Me
  • 3 PM - Photo Management - Chris Sabato
  • 4 PM Intro to the Digital Darkroom - Chris Sabato
  • 5 PM - Advanced Digital Darkroom - Me and Chris Sabato
  • 6 PM - Fun with Images - Karen Adams
  • 7 PM - Prepare to Share Online - Chris Sabato
  • 8 PM - Sharing Your Images Online - Chris Sabato
  • 9 PM - Q&A Me and Chris Sabato

Monday, August 23, 2010

Ode to a Starfish


Slow and purposeful little starfish.
Bright and colorful tiny startfish.
If I had only one wish;
To be like you little starfish.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Twisted Perspective

Don't get me wrong here and please don't jump to conclusions about this opening statement. If all kids were this quite and well-behaved, wouldn't the world be a better place?

I know that these are statues of children; I was there when I took this photograph.. oddly enough with my own two kids. Even more odd, my own kids were the reason behind this post.

See kids these days, watching their spongebob and fairly odd parents don't know how to have a good time without screaming, telling and causing all sorts of ruckus. I don't think I was ever like that, but kids today do not understand, scratch that, they completely fail to comprehend the joys of silence. I mean even as I type this, I am wearing headphone without any sound coming through them... don't ask... I am an odd duck at times.

Kids these days, especially other people's undisciplined kids, make me wish that I had the powers mythical Medusa. One brief stare and the kids would turn to stone. I sort of have that effect on kids already. I mean my size and demeanor alone can make most adults, that do not know me, move away cautiously so their kids are almost three times more likely to do the same.

I like kids. I love the way their minds work. One time, my daughter was home with me, just the two of us, and our 13" Plecostomus, a sucker fish in aquariums, died. So my daughter asked me the oddest question while I was getting Henry to the net.

"Daddy?" she asked.

"What kiddo?" I responded.

"What is wrong with Henry?" she asked.

"Henry died kiddo," I responded.

"Daddy?" she asked again.

"Yes?" I responded in the form of a question.

"Does Henry need a new battery?" she asked.

I simply laughed and let her know that Henry doesn't take a battery.

See at the age of three, she was used to the batteries in her toys dying as she played with them. And at three years old she assumed everything took a battery, even fish.

Most of the time though kids just give me headaches, but when they aren't, they are making me laugh... So maybe instead of making all kids statues that can be enjoyed all of the time, I just need all kids to be stand up comics.

The world be a better place if kids were stand up comics and is definitely a better option that having irreversible Medusa powers for dealing with kids.

Although Medusa power would be great for silencing that annoying co-worker. Hmmm... I think I need to work on honing that skills now.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Something A Little Lighter

My deepest apologies for yesterday. I was in an extremely foul mood. I am better today. And to prove it, I want to share a little love to world.

10 Reasons I Have To Be Happy:
  1. I can afford to get my car fixed.
  2. I have a wife who loves me dearly.
  3. I have friends who care about me and my welfare.
  4. I am a creative person.
  5. I own and ride a motorcycle.
  6. I have the deep respect for and from my peers; not day job peers mind you.
  7. I am about to make a life change that is for the better.
  8. The hospital called today demanding $14,000 for my wife gallbladder removal in April because my insurance declined payment. I called the insurance and sorted everything out. So I don't owe the hospital $14,000.
  9. I am about to be a key presenter at the state fair photography exhibit along with other members of my photography group.
  10. I got five of the six entries into the state fair.
So as my gift to you, in appreciation for all I have to be happy about, I present and share with you my latest creation.



Photography is about capturing light. What better subject to photograph than light itself.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

I Hereby Declare!

I hate blogs where people whine and cry about al their life's whoas, but damn talk about challenges!

My car... Let me restate that, my wife and I's, only car decided to throw a rod. Now we are looking at a $1420 repair bill to replace the engine. The replacement engine isn't going to be new. It won't be refurbished. It is going to be out a car that has been setting in a junk yard for who knows how long.

So what is the point of this post if I don't want to one of those whiney-ass-bloggers who can't find a silver lining in a shit-cloud hovering over their lives? It is to make this simple statement:

I hereby declare that I am suing the world!

That's right. I am suing you, you parents, you kids, myself, my wife, my kids and even the evil Taliban. But most importantly my lawsuit is targeted at companies who produce the lowest possible quality and pay the lowest possible wage to make their executives fat-cat rich while we the consumers pay the price.

My lawsuit isn't for much. I don't think that asking $6.5 billion is too much. That comes out to less than a dollar per person in the world. I think that is a far price for the amount of stress and pain that poor craftsman-shit (that was not a typo) has caused me over the years.

So what makes me so special you might ask. Abosultely nothing. But I did think of it first so maybe I am a little special. I am tired of the crap they put on the market. The Walmart quality of products, most of which are made by chinese children at less than a few cents an hour has effectively invaded all aspects of consumer goods.

From a 1999 Chevy POS with less than 130k miles on it to that brand new computer system you bought that will suffer a video card getting fried or a hard drive failure in the next twelve months, everything produced today is of the lowest standard.

So why sue everyone you might ask. Why not just sue the fat-cat CEOs? I understand that the 10 year old making tennis-shoes has to work 17 weeks to make a dollar to pay me, but that same worker has lowered their quality standards and the quality standards all around them and demeaned what it a quality product is, otherwise they, workers of the world, would take a stand to make an affordable quality product that lasted, like they not so long ago. And I am suing you as well as me. You, like me, have settled for the piss-poor craftmenship as "The Way of the World".

I say settle no more and do something about it.

I have to go now... the next drama/trauma has happened in our house. My wife has flash burned her hand and forearm in grease. Time to go play doctor because we can't afford another visit to the hospital and I refuse to settle on their sub-standard care.

Next post should be less whiney and more in line with what I am truly passionate about.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Creep


When you were here before; I Couldn't look you in the eye.
You're just like an angel; your skin makes me cry.
You float like a feather; in a beautiful world.
And I wish I was special; you're so fucking special.
But I'm a creep.
I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
Cause I'm not special.
I don't care if it hurts; I want to have control.
I want a perfect body; I want a perfect soul.
I want you to notice me; even when I'm not around.
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special.
But I'm a creep.
I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
Cause I'm not special.
She's running out the door; She is running out.
She's run, run, run, running out
Whatever makes you happy; whatever you want.
You're so fucking special; I wish I was special
But I'm a creep.
I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.
Cause I'm not special.
~Radiohead

Just for Nicki - My Digital Resume: In Progress

Nicki, here is a post just for you...

This summarizes my work in both candid and posed shots of people.

Candid Shots:
















Posed Shots:









Self Portraits, which my wife does not approve of because she thinks they make me look like a serial killer, which was sort of the point of the shots.



Monday, August 16, 2010

Different Worlds


This shot is about detail. The type of detail you can only get with HDR. I shot two HDR series using this scene and processed each seperately because I wanted two different photos from this beautiful scene. See if you can tell the difference between the two. I promise... it is exactly the beach and view shoit with the same camera, lens and focal length; just a few minutes apart at a slightly different angles. I also neither added or removed elements from either of the shots, in case you were wondering.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Work Work Work - A never ending journey to finding the pro

My week long vacation is almost over and while I exhausted from my whirlwind time off from my day job I am nowhere near ready to head back to the daily grind of the real world.

My first three days off included a night sky shoot with my photo club that kept me out until 1:30 AM. This was an absolute blast.

The next morning I was up at 8:00 AM to head off to the State Fair Photography Judging to see how I fared in the judges eyes.


That evening I spent two hours with Bob Olin shooting some head shots and creative scenes with him. Bob was an absolute pleasure to work with, but by the end of the shoot, I was absolutely wiped out.

Then comes Sunday morning, I promptly process a half a dozen shots for Bob and email them to him to meet his deadline of having to get a fresh head shot to his new director by Monday morning.

At noon, it was time to start packing for our trip on Monday.



 On Monday I hope on my motorcycle, with my wife in and kids in the car and we head over to coast for two days of relaxation.

This shot on the left is what we were presented once we got settled into our room. The rest of the two days were cold, foggy and gray days which were a great reprieve from the summer heat we experiencing in the valley and much needed considering we are experiencing triple digit temps for the last two days.



The day we get back from our trip I have two hours to prepare for my photo group's monthly meeting.

I truly have one of the best photo groups. We are active, knowledgeable and so sharing.

To the right is one of the members, Terry. This guy is an amazing photographer, yet is so humble to boot.

He is only one of the 100+ members of the group that makes it so an enjoyable experience.

Thursday, I spend two hours finishing my job with Bob. I process his images, burn them to a CD, prepare a model release, print a sample print (of my favorite shot) and email letting him know that I will have the CD and print ready for him at the meteor shower shoot.

Processing images is 70% of the enjoyment of photography for me. This is where I get to see the actual results of my efforts in the field. I get to experience the successes and the failures. Sure my DSLR has a preview screen, but a little three inch screen pales in comparison to seeing my work on a 21" wide screen.

Just as an FYI... never delete a photo from your camera based on what you see in the three inch display. Even if it is obviously out of focus or poorly composed. That little screen could be hiding a big gem of a secret. Wait until you get home and look at your shots on your monitor. Many times I still delete the shot, but every so often there is a something in a photo, that I would have deleted based on the camera preview, that is actually something very special. Memory is cheap and if you don't have enough, buy some more.


It is 8:00 PM on Thursday and I drag my family out yet again. We head out to Baskett Slough to photograph the Persied Meteor Showers.

While I didn't get any shooting stars in my shots, I still got a few gems worth keeping.

The bright star above the telephone pole is actually not a star at all. It is two planets; Jupiter and Saturn.

The photo club had a blast. And while we got home at 12:30 AM, my wife and kids had a lot of fun as well.


Friday at last. Nothing on the agenda. Time to sit at my computer and go through the hundreds of photos I shot.

A true celebration of the cumulative time off my day job, which was the first time off I've had, that wasn't related to illness, since December.

So how did I celebrate? As I said, I spent the entire day in front of my computer going through the hundreds of photographs I had shot since Monday.

And my oh my, was it a relaxing day.

While I did this, my kids played a new Wii game called Endless Ocean (a beautiful, educational and entertaining game for the whole family). My wife came into the room and we talked, in depth, about my future as a photographer.

We both agree that I need to take this to a professional level. We both agree that I have the talent and the passion.

We just didn't agree on the method for making the transition. But after two hours of discussion, some tears being shed while fears were being shared, by my wife, we came a suitable medium on a plan moving forward.

Now it is Sunday and I am wrapping up my week, sharing the joys and pains of my "vacation" which was anything but a staycation. Still working towards my goal of going pro full time. I know I can do this, but the real question is when can I do this. I almost need another couple of day to recover from my whirlwind of a vacation.

Tomorrow will come and over time I get back into my normal daily routine, but someday I will be repeating last week, every week. Sure it will be work, but it will be a little slice of heaven and who doesn't want some of that?