This was made around the first of April.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Making a Movie in Downtown Tulsa
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Osage Princess
This princess sits on the bow of a playground ship in the Osage Hills, North West of Tulsa, Oklahoma. It is surrounded by a beautiful lake and lush forest. Please view large to appreciate
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
Skyliner Motel and Rock Cafe on Route 66
The Rock Cafe.
I enjoyed a really good home-made hamburger there this past Saturday.
Technical information:
These photos were made on Kodak TMX-100 and devloped in D-76, 1:1 @ 68f for 12 minutes. (Note to self: Get to the store and get a bottle of Hypo.)
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Trip to Oklahoma City
Friday, May 14, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Tulsa on Route 66
A mural on the side of a long abandoned service station on Route 66. Tulsa is marked by an oil well. The white stripes below signify the lines of the mother road.
Casa Verde - Route 66
A green house on Route 66 just outside of Sapulpa, Oklahoma.
This was made on expired film.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Route 66 Old Days
Piedras Negras, Mexico
Last year I traveled to Piedras Negras Mexico, just across the border from Eagle Pass, Texas. Above is a hat store I noticed. I like all of the bright colors.
This is the Our Lady of Guadalupe in Piedras Negras, and below is a garage we found right around the corner.
All of these photos were shot on some old expired slide film.
I'd like to go back to Mexico and explore some more.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Hanging around
There's a street vendor near the bus station. Over the the last few months, it has become a place for some of the downtown folk to gather. Its where they come to cut up, joke around and discuss the daily happenings. I like to watch the boisterousness of their activity.
They are always having fun over there.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Hannah's Shoes
Thursday, May 6, 2010
The Dog's Name is Lucky
Lucky is our dog. He's been with us for a little over a year. He's one of those dogs that has to be under somebody all the time.
He's pretty smart, too. At least he knows when he's in trouble. This is Lucky relaxing, and perhaps trying to figure out what a camera is.
This is Kodak Gold, expired film. It was made in my Nikkormat FT camera.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Summer Time
A Pool.
A Camera.
I wish Summer would never end.
I shot these on Kodak Gold 100 expired in 1994.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Park Bench, East End
There, the Herbold Apartment Building provides a smoking area which is across the street from the apartments, and next to a fence that looks down on the busy highway. From here you can watch cars and trucks and buses go by at 60 miles per hour. From here you can meditate or worry or stare into the dissonant whirring of progress and the tranquility of the noisy city.
And maybe have another cigarette.
Church in Downtown Eagle Pass, Texas
This is a photograph made with expired slide film.
I like the lines and the shadow in this photograph. There is a brightness in this photo, but still it's not a sterile brightness. The tonal gradation is beautiful, IMO.Friday, April 30, 2010
Expired Film In An Old Camera
Film is my medium of choice. Photographs made with film have tooth, and depth. Film photographs capture a gradation of tones and color that other photography mediums cannot approach. This casual and relaxed portrait has a journalistic element. It feels kind of "blue" if you ask me.
This particular photo was made in my Nikkormat FT with 200 ISO Kodak Gold Film, expired in 2002.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
My First Post
At the south end of those streets, which is cut-off by a factory and the railroad tracks at East Archer, we were led downtown past the Fintube complex and around to Greenwood, which was the only direction we could really go. As we got older, we played a lot in downtown Tulsa.
Joe Andoe got to practice his brand of our neighborhood in East Tulsa. But we got stuck there in that hole of neighborhood. I only mention Joe Andoe, because if I could describe my perception of Tulsa, it wouldn't be much different from some of his stories in Jubilee City.
We were usually at the edges where the homeless people and the prostitutes were. We did all the stuff hoodlums were supposed to do - busted windows, got into fights, stole bikes. (But we weren't all that bad, either - if you ask me.) We rarely got in any big trouble.
So I don't know how a lot of those memories of Tulsa could be described as "fond" - they don't really approach the romantic "chamber of commerce" memories that are so often force fed to Tulsans. But the memories are fond, maybe because I own them.
My photography work is the main purpose of this blog. The other stuff is just a little bit about me. I suppose I'll make an attempt to incorporate some of those memories into this blog, when it supports the photography.
When I was really young, a photographer came around door to door with a horse and to make pictures of kids on his horse with chaps and a cowboy hat on. For some strange reason, we took the photo in the alley behind our house on North Norfolk. I remember the trash laying around and the tipped over trash cans and the stink, and the flies. I have never understood why we took the photo back there.
Not a few years after that, I found myself dreaming about photographing some of the things that people don't get to see. I secretly dreamed of being a photojounalist when I was young. I was always into photography, I just never had a camera.