We took our challenge to the streets this week and invited a guest photographer to join us. Josh, Charlie Kaijo, and myself explored the central plaza area of Chinatown in Los Angeles. We soon made our way to Olvera Street with a lot of lively music and dancing. The shots I took were limited and I found myself attempting to refine my technique when shooting from the hip. Both Chinatown and Olvera Street were filled with people. I began to make my way around the outer edge of the circle. The people there no longer cheered for dancers, but they kept quiet and alienated themselves. I recall talking to Josh and Charlie shortly before running after this shot. I slowed down as I caught up to the lady in the red jacket, as to not call attention to myself, and began to slowly focus my 50mm lens to what I believed was the right distance. The lady in red portrayed everything I had been photographing outside the inner circle of festivities—emptiness. I wish I had caught a glimpse of the lady earlier as I wanted to get her directly centered between the buildings, a shot I visualized earlier, but I was too slow. For now, she is my lost lady in red. Check out the joint post with all the images and critiques on f/2.

We took our challenge to the streets this week and invited a guest photographer to join us. Josh, Charlie Kaijo, and myself explored the central plaza area of Chinatown in Los Angeles. We soon made our way to Olvera Street with a lot of lively music and dancing. The shots I took were limited and I found myself attempting to refine my technique when shooting from the hip. Both Chinatown and Olvera Street were filled with people. I began to make my way around the outer edge of the circle. The people there no longer cheered for dancers, but they kept quiet and alienated themselves. I recall talking to Josh and Charlie shortly before running after this shot. I slowed down as I caught up to the lady in the red jacket, as to not call attention to myself, and began to slowly focus my 50mm lens to what I believed was the right distance. The lady in red portrayed everything I had been photographing outside the inner circle of festivities—emptiness. I wish I had caught a glimpse of the lady earlier as I wanted to get her directly centered between the buildings, a shot I visualized earlier, but I was too slow. For now, she is my lost lady in red. Check out the joint post with all the images and critiques on f/2.

Josh Morgan and I have compiled five of our favorite shots from 2014 so far. Most of the photographs I have chosen can be found on my personal website.
We haven’t announced the start of our joint blog, but we decided to include some of our favorite works from this year as an introduction to who we are and what we enjoy photographing before we tell our friends and colleagues about the blog.
Our growth as photographers, journalists, and storytellers has no limits and we both strive to grow with each new experience. The image above is one of my five favorite shots from this year. You can view my other choices on the f/2 blog. Don’t forget to visit Josh’s post on f/2.

Josh Morgan and I have compiled five of our favorite shots from 2014 so far. Most of the photographs I have chosen can be found on my personal website.

We haven’t announced the start of our joint blog, but we decided to include some of our favorite works from this year as an introduction to who we are and what we enjoy photographing before we tell our friends and colleagues about the blog.

Our growth as photographers, journalists, and storytellers has no limits and we both strive to grow with each new experience. The image above is one of my five favorite shots from this year. You can view my other choices on the f/2 blog. Don’t forget to visit Josh’s post on f/2.

Josh and I went back through our archives this week to pick out an image that portrayed motion. I have learned a lot from the older people I encounter. They have taught me about life, love, loss, and earlier this year they taught me how to move on the dance floor. The night began slow, giving newcomers a chance to learn the different steps. The shots were fairly standard—smiling faces, wide shots, tight shots, but nothing truly said dance. I had my eye on one lady throughout the night. She was a beginner and she could not stop smiling. My chance to try something different came as the tempo sped up. I took the opportunity to play with a couple pan shots as the lady and others switched places in the square. That night, I’m proud to say, I learned a thing or two about how to square dance.

Josh and I went back through our archives this week to pick out an image that portrayed motion. I have learned a lot from the older people I encounter. They have taught me about life, love, loss, and earlier this year they taught me how to move on the dance floor. The night began slow, giving newcomers a chance to learn the different steps. The shots were fairly standardsmiling faces, wide shots, tight shots, but nothing truly said dance. I had my eye on one lady throughout the night. She was a beginner and she could not stop smiling. My chance to try something different came as the tempo sped up. I took the opportunity to play with a couple pan shots as the lady and others switched places in the square. That night, I’m proud to say, I learned a thing or two about how to square dance.