Friday, October 17, 2014

Bat Research in the Redwoods

Short video I shot and edited about bat research being done by Humboldt State alumni, professors and students in the Redwoods.

Arcata Marsh Postcard

Friday, October 3, 2014

Arcata Marsh and Humboldt Bay Frame Grabs

Some grabs from a recent shoot with the Sony FS700 + Odyssey 7Q shooting at 4K. Edited in Lightroom.

Aerial Footage Montage of HSU Football Game

Just some thrown together aerial footage of a recent job for HSU Athletics. Full "Football Madness" video to follow.

Friday, September 19, 2014

Details Details....Rock Climbing Moonstone Beach

I was assigned to go and shoot a short rock climbing piece here where I work. I shot the piece, came back, spent a good few hours editing it and sent off a cut to the client. He liked it, but said he can never use it. What? For some reason, they forgot to wear safety helmets and therefore, we can't show it. Argh! So it goes. Anyway, I took out all references to the program and at least will show it here.

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

New Project: Humans of UP

 Started a new project based off the popular Humans of New York....called, you guessed it, Humans of UP. Here are a few of the first photos and stories. Check out more on the facebook page:

 My brothers and I were trying to remember all the things New York City police officers have called us over the years: Yo, Buster, Bud, George, Freak Flag, Butthead, Meathead – that was my brother Kevin, “Hey Meathead!” This reminds me of a story. My brother Tommy once jumped over the balcony in a bar in New York and landed on a table. The idiot who was sitting at the table had said to a girl “Hopefully you and I…” and my brother Tommy jumps over and lands on his table and says, “Never f**ing begin a sentence with an adverb!” which sent us into hysterics.

-Why do you love telling stories?
Stories are food. Stories are everything. Stories are prayer. Stories are holy. Without substantive stories, people will sell you lies. Religions are stories, politics are stories, nations are stories, towns are stories, families are stories. That’s why Alzheimer’s is so cruel, because it sucks out all your stories. If you don’t have real stories, whether they’re silly or funny or brave or stories of unbelievable courage or defiant grace, then you’ll be sold nothing but murder and lies. So I’m a story catcher. That’s my job. And more and more as I get older, stories are where it’s at. Everything that we are is composed of stories.

Well, sometimes the kids need somebody to talk to. They’re away from home, mom and dad are wherever – maybe Timbuktu, and it just makes me feel good to talk to them. They can’t ask me about romance though, that’s where I draw the line.

Every time I tell someone I’m from Haiti, people always say, “Oh yeah, you guys had that big earthquake.” It’s always about that. Some see me as a survivor or whatever instead of as a human being. I’m defined by the earthquake, which is just kind of hard.