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My car was parked on level 2…

 

 

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Ladybugs in January…only in the South.

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Since I’m not in a photo class this semester, and I just got my own camera (a Canon 60d with a 35mm f/2 lens), I figured I would start a new project/series. I’m not much for new year’s resolutions, and I don’t see the point in waiting to start something until the beginning of the week, beginning of the month, beginning of the year, or what have you. So I’m going to start on a Wednesday, in the last quarter of January.

I’m titling this “The Little Things,” because I’m going to try to document the little (or sometimes big), unnoticed things in life. Who knows how long I’ll be able to stay on this track, because I tend to wander. But the point is I’ll be out shooting, and that’s what matters anyways.

 

Day One:

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UGA’s student chapter of the NPPA did a Help Portrait shoot on December 10, 2011 in Rock Springs, Athens, Ga. We had so much fun meeting the people and it was a great feeling to be able to provide a unique service to our new friends, many of whom had never had portraits taken before.

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I think this has to be my favorite find so far. Mainly, I think, because this old barn had a name. Somehow, that made the history of it even more important to document for me. I’ve been searching around a bit for some actual written records about this place, but so far I haven’t had any luck.

 

 

 

History meets modernity:

 

Creepy hooks.

 

 

 

 

Old oil drum.

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Stumbled across this gem on the way to a portrait shoot.

 

 

 

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So I headed up to Ringgold, Ga. yesterday to shadow freelance photographer Billy Weeks. We shot Heritage High School’s Senior Night football game against Southeast Whitfield High School. It was an awesome experience. Here’s a little preview, more to come later:

 

 

 

 

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Sometimes, the places people tell me about sound so cool, and I get so excited to go shoot them.

And then…I get this instead:

And, since I’m not so keen on getting arrested for trespassing, or, you know, jails in general, I decided to let this one go.

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Here’s part two of my adventure in a field on a back country road where I stumbled across a decaying farm, complete with barn, livestock corral, and really nice light.

The barn, tucked back behind a copse of pecan trees:

 

Did you notice that funny rust-drowned object in the lower right? Well, that’s a dumped refrigerator. Kinda eerie.

 

 

Another barn, farther back:

 

 

The frame and wheels of some type of abandoned vehicle, buried in a briar patch:

 

 

I’m assuming the pulley at the top was used to hoist hay bales up into the loft:

 

 

My best guess is that this is an old water basin. Maybe?