Over the years I've been interested in photography,
for whatever reason, I've been drawn to "covering" events
or places, for lack of a better way to put it. In addition to
my natural proclivity towards recording things that capture my
eye, I also enjoy observational writing. The World Wide Web has
given me a way to not only combine the two, but also afflict the
masses with the result.
I think it's what I do best. Judge for yourself below.
Come along on a Mile
High Road Trip, as middle aged men brave the skies of North
Georgia in the name of, um, killing a Saturday.
Connecting to the Internet is a semi-transparent mystery
to most of us. Find out "How You Got Where You Went Today"
by taking an I.S.P.
Road Trip. It's your chance to "see the machines."
In September of 1997, I traveled to the Grand Canyon,
Monument Valley, and Antelope Canyon, three great photographic
icons. The result is Red
Rock Road Trip, with over a hundred photos spread over a
dozen pages.
When the Democratic
National Convention (2 pages, 13 images) came to town in 1988,
I took a week off of work so I could "cover" the going's-on.
Not on paid assignment, but on self-assignment. I learned a lot,
and got some pretty goofy pictures.
Perhaps the ultimate example of this type of work is available
by clicking the Olympics
link found on each page. You'll find a non-journalistic (or possibly
gonzo journalistic) diary of what happened to me when the
Centennial Olympics showed up in my back yard, presented as it
was placed online during the Games themselves. It was a paradigm
shift for me, and (unintentionally) the first site of its type
on the web.
