Saturday Morning . . .

. . . in Glenwood, MD. Walking the Earth with my G-9.
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Jam Party

Other than Photography, my two favorite things are to cook and play music. I decided to combine those and have a nice little outdoor JamFest for my friends. I cooked for 24 hours preparing, Hickory Smoked Pulled Pork, Jamaican Jerk Chicken, Cuban Roasted Chicken, Mesquite Smoked Salmon, Sweet Italian Sausages with Peppers, and various tasty sides. The Gods were apparently pleased with our offerings of food and music. Despite heavy isolated thunderstorms throughout our area, we maintained clear skies with all conditions conducive for good jamming and successful partying late into the night.I was so busy hosting, laying down searing guitar licks, and doing my part to drain the keg, that I didn't take any photos. Fortunately, my friend, and fellow photographer, Keith was kind enough to grab hold of my little G-9 and take some images of us playing.

Saturday Morning . . .

. . . in Glenwood, MD with my little G-9.
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Night Sky

Went to our APA/DC Party last night. As usual, after one of our events, I come home all hopped up and am unable to attempt sleep for hours. Arriving home I was greeted with this incredibly beautiful night sky. Sitting on the back patio in the cool evening air, my hyperactive brain swirling, I relaxed my mind watching the clouds pass by the Moon. I shot this where I sat. I let the Moon blow out to get those clouds just the way I was seeing them as they moved across the sky emptying my mind.

It's a Carnival out There

Haven't posted for a little while, been busy stuffing all my money into coffee cans and burying in the backyard. Think the Govt will ever offer a bailout to those of us that manage our debt and pay our bills on time? I know, that's crazy talk. Took my son James the other night to the Burtonsville Volunteer Fire Department Carnival. I don't mind throwing a little money around there. It's their biggest fundraiser for the year and all for a good cause. (click images to see larger)

Postcard from this Week . . .

Feeding my Brain

Went downtown Thursday night for a party hosted by ADCMW. The party was at The Warehouse Theater Arts Complex which happens to be directly across the street from the Washington Convention Center. As luck would have it, as soon as I approached my target parking zone, a mass exodus of AARP convention goers poured out from the convention center. Throngs of badged convention attendees taking it to the streets with what seemed like dozens of extremely large tour buses, none of which could apparently turn the corner of a city block. The streets around my destination clogged up like some retirees cholesterol ridden arteries in need of a quadruple bypass . I fled that foolishness and parked about 4-5 blocks away in more sane territory, It was a beautiful evening so I took the opportunity to have a nice pre-party stroll and see what I could see. I was so successful (in my mind) and ended up with dozens of good usable images. Here are just a few , click images to see larger:I had a thoroughly enjoyable time at the party, met some very nice people. It's always fun to get out and meet other creative types, even if I do spend most of my time talking with other photographers. The party space was really just raw space within this classic DC old style building. I love older DC Architecture, and Love open raw space with all it's potential. Julie, who helps run the space, was kind enough to take me and Keith upstairs to look around and tell us a little history of the building. Afterwards, I drove home feeling good. Opportunity exists all around us everyday to create art and feed your creativity. For me, it's like feeding my brain.

PS: Jessica Gladstone with ADCMW just sent me this gallery of images that she took of the Party.

Here's one of me doing what I do best. Thanks Jessica!

Beautiful Holiday Morning

A beautiful September 1st morning in my little corner of ther World. Sat on my back patio in the sunshine, gazing into my steaming cup of hot coffee, counting my blessings and contemplating the fate of those less fortunate along the Gulf Coast.