Hotel parking lot, someone’s a little defensive about their car …
Day two of the Woodall Weekend Workshop, kids started early at the Waffle House, I got out to make some photos with Billy Weeks (pictured below) and Woody Marshall and there were even some flash lessons from Robin Nathan. Good day.
They don’t always photograph cows at the Woodall Weekend Workshop … because the visiting pros tend to give them a hard time about it after day one. Unless they’re doing a story on a dairy farmer, which a couple did, so they got away with it.
The 13th edition of our three-day, immersive, experiential and active learning weekend photojournalism workshop launched today in Greene County. (See how many educational buzz words I got in that previous sentence? SEO, kids, it’s what puts dinner on the table.)
We have 26 students (19 from the University of Georgia and another seven from the University of South Carolina), ten visiting professionals and two professors in rural Georgia for a few days. Little sleep, many photos.
A few weeks ago, I was asked to do a talk and got to go through the seven-plus years of this photo project. The number of chairs that I have made images of could be its own book at this point. One more for the collection.
Group photos in the hall, one-on-one conversations in the room. College kids …
Growing up in Massachusetts, the only place you could buy alcohol was at a liquor store – “packie” in the local parlance. When I headed to university and saw that gas stations sold beer, I thought that was a bad idea. Then I moved to North Carolina and saw a “brew-thru” – which is exactly what you think it is, a drive-thru packie.
Every time I see a bottle in a brown paper bag, I think about the packie in my home town and the folks who would stream in and out on payday.
Construction continues on the dean’s suite at the college, there are now semi-solid walls behind the plastic sheets (that do not stop the dust from getting everywhere on the second floor).
The Mrs. spotted a “solid wood” dresser online that needed a little TLC and one of the kids needed a new-ish dresser … so you know how this goes, right?
A little sanding, a little stain and it’ll match his other furniture … that turned into chemically removing the varnish, which revealed it was not solid wood, but a veneer over particular board … which had been painted to accept a stain … which meant we then sanded it and the Mrs. painted it.
Looks grand now, she did a great job.
