EmJ Cosmetics

For too long Emily and I have planned to meet and do a shoot together, but one thing led to another and when one of us was free the other had something going on…whether it was travel or weddings or, whatever.  Finally, last week we were able to do a promotional shoot for her professional makeup service.  Emily has been doing make-up for a decade…most under the tutelage of world famous make-up people in Portland, OR and is a certified MAC Pro make-up artist.  The incredible Ema D was our model!

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Pin-up Style Photography

Ema and I started our photographic relationship on October 24th, 2009.  Nearly a year ago.   In that time we’ve photographed corsets, little black dresses, little pink purses AND hot pink wedding dresses, chain mail armor, swords and helmets, wolf skins and elk hides and new-aged Santa-helper.  We’ve made her look hot and sweaty, cool and tattooed, like a fifties Hollywood icon, and a model for Michelangelo.  Her creativity and class have come through time and time again and she has helped craft some of the most beautiful imagery I’ve ever created.  Though there are more than forty years of difference between our ages, I count her as colleague, a collaborator, a fellow artist, and friend…her sense of style keeps me up to date with today’s seniors and the fashion and glamour styles of cutting edge photography.

For weeks, if not months, we’d wanted to do a Retro-Pin-up style shoot but out schedules went sideways right after school got out (for my wife AND Ema) and it wasn’t until near the end of summer that we were able to schedule time for it.

Now I have to explain that Ema doesn’t like shooting inside.  She would rather be outdoors braving sub-zero temperatures in nothing more than a dress than to shoot inside….but she is graceful enough to let me subject her to a plain white seamless backdrop inside when we do shoots of this nature.  Good thing.

One of the downsides of digital photography is that it’s so easy to shoot way more pictures than is necessary and I have been getting better at shooting less.  It’s a PITA to go through three hundred images and select the best of the lot and then edit them.  It takes a LOT of time.  With that said, this session was one of our quicker shoots because I had company waiting at my home and we’d planned to make a trip up to Glacier National Park in the afternoon.  Three hours we shot.  We didn’t make it through half of the clothing that she had brought for the shoot.  In the end I had more images in less time than we usually have.  However, the quality…well, see for yourself.

Pin-up style photography: fun, fantasy, and photoshop!  What’s YOUR fantasy? ;)

Blessings,
D.

River Dance

The middle fork of the Flathead River is one of Montana’s premier whitewater rivers and the landscape is world class with the deep emerald greens and sapphire blues of the water.  Because of scheduling conflicts the only time we (Keiko and I) could arrange for this shoot was in the evening.  My major concern with this location is that it is a very popular ‘swimmin hole’ for locals and park employees…not to mention fisherman, rafters and kayakers.  We got all of that and then some.  As I had expected Keiko was the consummate professional that I saw in all the dancers from Northwest Ballet Company.  The rocky shoreline was trickier than I had expected for footing, but Keiko persevered.  Keiko is a two year veteran of the Digitalmontana Ballerina Project.

When we started, the sun was still higher in the sky than I wanted.

But as the shoot progresss the lighting became more even and softer:

The gracefully arched bridge gave us an added architechtural element that reflected the grace and movement of Keiko as she danced along this beautiful stream.

During our shoot, not only did we have many obstacles to work around, like people jumping off the bridge in the background, we also had a special visitor inspect the set:

As the sun dropped below the horizon the light became magical and we shot until it was nearly black:

Thanks, Keiko, for your amazing performance and thanks, also to Megan (from the Avalanche Gorgeous shoot) for providing her help on the set and technical advice to Keiko.

A slideshow with more images can be found here: River Dance.  If you do not have the Photodex plug-in you will be asked to install it on your computer.  It’s small, easy and safe.  It’s a great way of sharing your important slideshows with friends and family.  Go see Keiko’s River Dance images!

Blessings! D.

Avalanche Gorgeous

Megan had emailed me last year and wanted to be a part of the first Ballerina Project shoot.  Unfortunately, I had already selected four girls to be part of it and, eventually, between Marisa (owner of Northwest Ballet Company) and myself we’d decided we would make this a ‘plum’ for soloists and principals or seniors.

The area for this shoot had been scouted by my wife and myself a few days prior and I contacted Marisa for the schedule and logistics…costuming etc.  I wanted to arrive at Avalanche Gorge before the sun came streaming down into the forest bottom and messed with the gorgeous cathedral-like lighting I wanted.  Poor Marisa is a night person and my early morning hours have caused her much consternation…with her own shoot in the canola field and now with Megan’s shoot.  I’m sure she considered not going, but I’m certainly glad she DID come.  Her assistance and technical support was invaluable and besides…she’s a good friend!

I was more than a bit concerned shooting in this area as it is one of the most popular hikes in Glacier National Park and at times seems more like a mall than a mountain trail.  What I didn’t want was a crowd of gawkers or someone who would interfere with our shoot.  I’m sure they were astounded to find that Glacier Park has the most unusual ‘wildlife’.  Marisa, Megan and I felt like an exhibition, but only a few tourists stopped to ask questions; all comments were favorable however, most kept hiking.

I can hardly imagine a more picturesque place in the world, let alone a stage for one of the most beautiful art-forms known to mankind around the world. That day it provided us another visual example of combining two forms of beauty and creating a third…a synergy was created.

Megan added style, grace, athleticism and beauty that I have come to expect from the Northwest Ballet Company members, but this shoot was hers alone. Welcome to the Ballerina Project, Megan.

To view a simple, slideshow of more images from this shoot, click this link: Avalanche Gorgeous If this is the first time you have seen a Photodex slide show, you will be asked to download a plug-in in order to view the show. The plug-in doesn’t take long and doesn’t take up a lot of space and is very safe. It’s a great way to share slideshows.

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Wheat Country: Day One

When Ann and I returned from our June trip to Idaho, Washington, and Oregon we drove from our last stop in Tacoma to Spokane, most of it on US Highway 2.  To get there we took a jog off Interstate 90 near Ellensburg and drove north to Leavenworth, WA, just to say we’d been there.  It was HOT, and the town was crowded with the usual tourists, despite the dire news on the state of the economy.  It was a quick stop because of the heat and the crush of bodies on the narrow steets of this quaint Bavarian-styled village.
When we left we drove east and picked up US 2 outside of Wenatchee, WA…the heart of Washington Apple country, and followed the mighty Columbia north for a short distance.  Once out of the Columbia River canyon the landscape becomes an endless ocean of wheat.  Miles upon miles of golden grain stretching to the eastern border of the state.  At that point, highway 2 is little more than a two laned road…and old one at that…dotted by small farm communities, country roads and old barns.  It was here I made myself the promise: to return and photograph the wheat country of Washington and it’s disappearing barns, farm buildings and machinery.
On August 18th we left for Spokane where Ann would catch a ride with her brother back to Oregon to visit with her mother one more time before the summer ended.  I would stay at Bob’s apartment and make it my base for my day trips into the wheat country that surrounded Highway 2.  I was pleasantly surprised to find out that the wheat harvest was just starting because of some late rains which had raised the moisture content above the requisite 11 percent for elevator storage.  My first day took me past the small town of Reardan, WA to the Sunset Highway west of town.  The Sunset Highway was the precursor to Highway 2 and the main east-west route from 1937 to 1964.  The Sunset Highway today easily fits my description of a ‘slow road’.  A place where you can pull over, get out and take a picture without fear.  A place with the charm and serenity of a time long past from our national consciousness.

From this road you will pass by places like Mondavi which consists of three houses and a system of grain elevators located near the railroad tracks (and doesn’t even show up in a Google search).

Near Mondavi are some old buildings that I wanted to photograph for this project that I had photographed earlier when we visited in June.  This time I ‘bushwacked’ to my vantage point.

For me, there is something about carrying a camera that makes me fearless when approaching strangers.
“Even without taking pictures, carrying a camera enhances life.  It provides you with an excuse to pause, to look, to inquire, to talk, and to take notice…It allows us to take notes, scribble observations, and deepen what we know and what we will later remember.  While it seems like carrying a camera causes the whole world to transform before our eyes, something deeper is taking place.  The change isn’t occurring in the world, it’s happening inside of you.” Chris Orwig, Visual Poetry
As I bushwacked to these isolated spots I passed two combines and trucks getting started for the morning.  I stopped on the side of the dusty country road and walked over to the nearest truck and asked if I could photograph their harvesting operation.   The man in the truck was very friendly…as I’ve found most people in rural America to be.  Steve, called the boss on his two-way radio to ask for permission and stuggled to explain what I was doing, but eventually the boss told him that it was okay…but we’d need to talk about ‘royalties’ later.  He and his son were the combine drivers.  They would drive around the huge field of wheat and when their storage bins were full of grain they would radio the grain trucks.  The big trucks would amble across the dusty field ruts and rock back and forth like a pendulum, pull alongside the combine and the driver would stop, pull levers, flip switches, and press buttons and wheat would start spewing out of the long spout that reached from here to there.  Soon, thirty TONS of wheat filled the truck bed.

Steve, the driver told me that it would be a mediocre harvest…no bumper crop…this year.  Two years ago was huge, he said.

Once the truck was full we ‘sped’ over to the Mondovi elevator to get weighed and then dumped our load.  Workman everywhere will always have their eyes on the lookout for cute members of the opposite sex, this was no different. Guys are like that.

When we returned to the field there was some excitement going on.  The bossman had scared a Whitetail doe out of the field he was cutting and was informing his son via two-way radio to be on the lookout for a fawn hunkered down in the field so he could avoid running over it with his blades.
The remainder of the day was not quite as melodramatic, but the pictures were just as interesting.  I wondered about the dreams people had when they started their farms, built their houses, and what they felt when they left those dreams behind.  If only the remains of those dreams could talk…what would they say?

Blessings,
D.

McKenzie’s Midsummer Daydream

McKenzie, Keiko and I left Kalispell last Friday at 4:00 AM in order to reach the summit of Logan Pass in Glacier National Park before sunrise.  As soon as we arrived we set about girding our loins for the battle ahead…swarms of mosquitoes defended the wooden walkway above the visitors center.  We sprayed each other down and Kenzie and Keiko went to change and I ascended the stairway which took us to the trail.  I waited at the top, and had a staring contest with a Bighorn sheep who was grazing at the corner of the building…it was obvious he was in no hurry to leave on my account.  The girls were prompt and we headed up the boardwalk to find the right spot which would allow us to photograph Kenz and Mt. Oberlin at the same time.  We found it, but the lighting was not as good as expected so after a few exposures we moved off to the side and that was when the repellent began to wear off for Keiko and I.  McKenzie was fine …she was standing on a rock knoll that must have been getting just enough of a breeze to keep the dreaded insects at bay.  I decided that we’d had enough fun and we retreated outnumbered by a billion to one!
As soon as we left the hill, it started to rain.  And it rained…and rained.  We all sat in the vehicle staring in silence at the rain bouncing off the windshield…we were bummed.  Our next site was to be the Highline Trail, but there is no way I wanted to put Kenzie out on a rain-slickened rock ledge above the Going-to-the-Sun highway.  We drove down off the summit to the east and hoped that our third site wasn’t getting rained out.  The rain slackened and then quit and we could see the sun shining on St. Mary’s, a small town at the east entrance of the park.  It was looking good.  We back-tracked a bit to a restroom for a change of costume and by the time we were ready to go it had started raining again.
We drove back to the summit where it was raining even harder, we sat in gloomy silence.  Finally it quit.  Simultaneously, Keiko and Kenzie said, “Let’s do this!” and I agreed.  I dropped them off at the trailhead near the parking lot and drove to the observation deck below the trail and across the highway…about 100 yards away.
They walked to the rocky ledge of the area where we had discussed would be our shoot area and I was ready at nearly the same time.  We had walkie-talkies to communicate with each other and we commenced with the shoot.  At the same instant we started the shoot, the wind picked up and the rain started to drizzle.  I asked Kenzie if she wanted to quit and she told me that it wasn’t that bad, so we continued.  What a trooper!
Now, when you hike or visit Glacier National Park, the last very last thing you expect to see on the trail is a ballerina in a pink tutu!  People stopped in amazement (or possibly confusion…thinking they’d taken the wrong turn somewhere along the trail) to ask what was going on and it was explained that it was a photo shoot…then they wanted to know where the photographer was (as it was pretty obvious there was none standing nearby) and when the girls pointed out my location (which was shrouded by the shrubby alpine vegetation) they couldn’t see a thing and probably thought the girls were on drugs!  My side was equally as hilarious.  At one point I was using my 500mm lens, which is quite an attention getter…it’s big and white and about three feet long.  Of course people, mainly men, would ask what I was taking a picture of…a goat?  I told them, “A dancer.”  They asked, “What kind of goat is that?”  I replied, “It’s not…it’s a dancer.”  “Well, what kind of sheep is a dancer?” still not getting it.  I said, “It’s a girl in a tutu standing on the ledge across the highway.”  Silence.
To view a slideshow of more images from this shoot click on this link: Kenzie’s Midsummer Daydream
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Finally we were able to finish shooting and I called them off the rock face and we met at the summit parking lot and we exchanged our respective stories of the disbelief and confusion we’d spread among the tourists of Glacier National park that day.  We laughed long and hard.
We’d triumphed over ravenous mosquitoes, wind and rain, disappointment and weird looks from the visitors…and we’d gotten most of the shots we came to get.  We would have to return and reshoot “The Ledge” portion of the shoot and also the Sunrift Gorge scenes, but our day at the park was a success and we had a good laugh doing it.
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Stanley to Boise

Before leaving StanleyI slipped out of the room in the wee hours of the morning, shortly after  O’dark-thirty,  and drove back to the same spot I’d shot the stormy skies over the Sawtooth.  Early morning smells, to me, are normally heightened by the fresh air and higher relative humidity, however the skies had cleared and the rain from the previous evening had made the sagebrush smells more intense than the reed diffusers I use in my home.   And the views?  Incredible!

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After checking out of the motel we went back to the same restaurant we’d dined at the previous evening, called ‘The Stanley Baking Company’ located at 14 Wall Street.  I highly recommend it for it’s rustic / outdoorsy atmospher AND the amazing food!  The waitstaff are friendly and the patrons are equally so and easy to speak with.  The natural surroundings seem to allay any stress or anger a person may be carrying around.  It is as if the splendor had spoken to the soul as much as the their sight.  I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to capture a ‘family’ portrait at our newly appointed favorite spot in the world, so we returned to the same vantage point and posed:

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The road we traveled took us south and at the edge of town is the road to Redfish Lake, a beautiful high mountain body of water.  As we crossed the stream outlet I pulled over and hiked down to the rushing whitewater and found a pair of American Water Dippers (also known as a Water Ouzel) doing their mating thing.

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These birds actually walk on the bottom of fast moving streams to feed!

Once out of the Sawtooth National Forest the scenery changed tremendously and the skies around us gave signs of impending storms.  The clouds, however were an awesome sight to behold:

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Keiko: Barn Dance

Session four took place the day after shooting the  “Water Ballet” session and took place at my favorite barn studio near Somers.  Keiko had suggested doing a barn theme and I had been thinking the same thing for several days before she mentioned it.  We met in the morning to catch the easterly sun sprinkling its light through the holes in the barn roof.

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Keiko: Water Ballet

Session three and four was with Keiko S. another exquisite ballerina who dances for Marisa at Northwest School of Ballet.  In “A Night of Classics”, their spring recital I saw Keiko dance a selection from “Don Quixote” in a red tutu that was absolutely stunning!  Here is one of those images to show you what I mean:

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Several of Marisa’s dancers answered my call for models and Keiko was one of them.  She shared with me her vision of the Ballerina project and I checked it out.  One idea was a barn on her property but I told her I had a better barn, but her water park selection was amazing!  We spent an evening together capturing images all around the park and even in the water!  Here are some of her images:

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Thanks, Keiko!

Meredith: On The Rocks

My second Ballet shoot took place at a state park near where I live.  My model Meredith and her mother met me there on a warm spring evening just before sunset.  The place I remembered from a previous session I couldn’t find and plus we had other people to contend with that I didn’t want to be in the background.  We chose a spot above Flathead Lake and made it a part of the composition.  For those not familiar with Flathead Lake, it has the distinction of being the largest natural freshwater lake west of the Mississippi.  The spot we chose was awesome and Meredith was too!

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