Bryan, a new buddy of mine, recently stopped by for a “straight-ish” headshot to post on LinkedIn and – of course – we knocked out an extra portrait or two for good measure.
Sara recently came by my Alexandria, Virginia studio to sit for a portrait and to discuss art, punk rock, and the “excitement” of large family events held around the holidays – some familiar territory and a dash of new subject matter to laugh over.
Aaron has been a pal since we were kids – he may not remember this, but I used to watch him skateboard in summer rec and it motivated me to get my own setup – and I jumped at the opportunity to have him sit for a portrait at my photography studio in Alexander, Virginia. A late show by Guns ‘n’ Roses the night before may have made the morning a tad slower and sleepier than otherwise normal, but we still had a great (abbreviated) portrait sitting before he hit the road.
Dan, one of my oldest friends and professional colleagues, recently visited Alexandria, Virginia, and we had an opportunity to make a portrait that reflects his dedication to his Masonic brotherhood as well as his fantastic sense of humor. I am not sure what Dan was expecting when I begged him to bring down some “grotto clothing” for his visit, but we had a great time knocking out a series of portraits that we both love.
“Let your plans be dark and and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.”
Helanah and I recently collaborated on a portrait session in an ad hoc – errr, cough cough – garage studio during a visit to Syracuse, New York. Despite the space being cramped (and the ceiling being comically low), Helanah was a trooper and her patience and poise are reflections of her professionalism.
A quick grab of a DJ Cassiouss CD in Jemma el Fnaa, Marrakech, Morocco. The image shows one of the ubiquitous “music stores” across the medina – they’ve got everything, so long as you’re looking for what they’ve got. Gnawa and dance mixes for days. The salesmen will pop your selections into their CD player to show you that it works and you’re off.
WFD standing near the politicians’ float at Chinese New Year in NYC back in 2010.
V, WFD and I recently made the journey from Marrakesh to Merzouga. For the readers that have yet to head to Merzouga this drive is approximately 350 miles east from Marrakesh to a place just miles away from the Algerian border. This is not a drive for those with weak constitutions. In order to make it to Merzouga, you must first proceed through the Tizi n’Tichka, the Tichka Pass. The mountain roads gradually pick up altitude as you leave Marrakesh, though it’s easy to mistake the beginnings of the upcoming craziness for just an itty-bitty hill. The gentle curving road…
We recently escaped a particularly hot day here in Rabat by heading off to one of our favorite places, Bouznika, home of the Blue Surf School and Eden Wed restaurant. We had only been to Bouznika once before (yes, it became a favorite that quickly) and aside from running into our friends Ashleigh and Joe we’d had the beach all to ourselves. Not so much this time. All of Rabat had the same idea as we did. Despite the crazy crowds, we still had a great meal at Eden Wed and made friends with our neighboring tables. This day was…
While walking through the Rabat kasbah I came across two of my favorite street performers / musicians. They aren’t as flashy as their counterparts in Fes who all appear to be either dipped in gold or brandishing as many instruments as possible, nor are they as numerous as the groups that populate Jemma el-Fnaa in Marrakesh.
WFD came through Morocco and – of course – demanded to eat as much authentic Moroccan food as possible. Rabat has fantastic restaurants serving up great tagines and brochettes, though after a few days WFD demanded the real thing, the stuff that people eat while they’re on the go – the street / market food. Off to the medina.
Yeah. A camel.
Provocative title, eh? Maybe not so much – surfing is a pretty popular sport here in Morocco, with surf clubs here in Rabat and all along the cost. Essaouira may have the largest surf scene, though there is a dedicated surf scene up north as well. Bouznika is only half of an hour away from Rabat on the autoroute, so quick trips are totally reasonable.