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Archive | October, 2011
Washington, DC18 Oct The first person to comment on how horribly behind I am on my backlog gets… I dunno, karma or something. Meanwhile, I’ll do things in reverse. Here is just one photo, and five timelapses without sound from Washington, DC, where I was about three weeks ago. (I’ll try to post three weeks of photos over the next few days, so that when I’m all caught up I can actually spend time writing about experiences)
Charleston, South Carolina7 Oct After New Orleans, I made my way by train up to Charlotte, North Carolina, rented a car, and headed South. I spent an entire week traveling around South Carolina, between a few days in Columbia and a few days in Charleston.
I’d never been to South Carolina before, and what I found there blew my mind. Both Charleston and Columbia have amazing nightlife (better than every city of a comparable size I’ve been to, and most cities in general), and an emerging art scene. I came to visit a (not-so-old) friend, and wound up making a lot of new ones.
Above and below: my friend Jessica, who I lived with in San Francisco in 2010. She recently moved back to Columbia, SC.
I’ve also never shot more timelapse scenes of one area in as short a time as I did in Columbia and Charleston in one week. The weather barely cooperated with me in New Orleans, and I got almost completely rained out of DC, but while there were some pretty hardcore storms in South Carolina, not only did I (mostly) avoid getting completely rained on, but the weather put on an amazing show in all of the timelapse scenes I shot there.
All of the images in this post are shot from a single location with my A camera, while my B camera was shooting the timelapse at the very top. More photos after the jump. New Orleans, By Day5 Oct In New Orleans, I spent a few hours wandering around between shooting timelapses. Again, I didn’t have time to pick music for these scenes, so think of it as an animated photo.
I rather liked the shapes of the shadow cast on the wall that this man on a ladder was making.
Joan of Arc
Above, a local artists’ tools. Below, the artist.
I love these old painted signs. Decades after being last panted, and even with a window cut into the wall long after, the advertisement is still visible.
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