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November 13, 2015

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It’s always a hoot when you can ask our nations’ poet laureate to show me their silly walk and he understands that you are talking about Monty Python. Great shoot for U.C.L.A with Juan Felipe Herrera.

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I don’t really remember graduating middle school but I’m sure I didn’t wear a black leather bow tie. Big proud mom & dad shout out of congratulations to Theo who will leaves Lincoln Midddle School and starts high school in the fall!

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February 12, 2015

When most of the country is experiencing bitter cold we’ve got overhead waves, warm water and temperatures hitting 80 degrees. This is Noah. When I was shooting his portrait at Topanga, I got a laugh out of him by apologizing for dropping in on him. He said, “That’s ok, I snaked you a few times too.” It’s all good.

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I started shooting these portraits a few months ago. It didn’t start out as a planned project but everyone seems to be responding well to the images so I’ll see where it goes. When I’m surfing with my boys, I am usually the first one out of the water and most definitely the first one dressed. I’m usually waiting around while they get out of the water and watching them struggle to get out of their wetsuits. It’s pretty funny watching them hopping up and down in the parking lot or rolling around in the backseat in various states of undress. I usually have a camera with me and there’s always some grip stuff in the trunk of my Volvo wagon so one morning I clamped this small painted backdrop to the tailgate and took a few portraits while waiting.

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December 6, 2014

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I started shooting these portraits a few weeks ago. It didn’t start out as a planned project but everyone seems to be responding well to the images so I’ll see where it goes. When I’m surfing with my boys, I am usually the first one out of the water and most definitely the first one dressed. I’m usually waiting around while they get out of the water and watching them struggle to get out of their wetsuits. It’s pretty funny watching them hopping up and down in the parking lot or rolling around in the backseat in various states of undress. I usually have a camera with me and there’s always some grip stuff in the trunk of my Volvo wagon so one morning I clamped this small painted backdrop to the tailgate and took a few portraits while waiting.

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December 1, 2014

 

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I started shooting these portraits a few weeks ago. It didn’t start out as a planned project but everyone seems to be responding well to the images so I’ll see where it goes. When I’m surfing with my boys, I am usually the first one out of the water and most definitely the first one dressed. I’m usually waiting around while they get out of the water and watching them struggle to get out of their wetsuits. It’s pretty funny watching them hopping up and down in the parking lot or rolling around in the backseat in various states of undress. I usually have a camera with me and there’s always some grip stuff in the trunk of my Volvo wagon so one morning I clamped this small painted backdrop to the tailgate and took a few portraits while waiting.

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August 1, 2013

We’ve been back from Kauai for 2 weeks and been grappling with a blown head gasket on my Volvo, plumbing problems, rodent issues, sprinkler leaks and a pinched nerve that’s taking a long time to heal. I heard mention of a beer garden on the radio yesterday. I love that term. It’s like the beer grows on trees.

Vintage John Boyer, Costa Rica early 90's

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October 10, 2011

Fireing a pasilla pepper

Studying and Rescuing

Moring coffees

La Pavoni

Simon

More coffee

Ocean and no coffee

No coffee, tea

Vinegarette

Smoked chickens

Tomato season is over

Day is done

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October 6, 2011

I didn’t feel like I was back in the darkroom of Pali High. I felt like Scotty beaming someone up from a planet to the Enterprise or like Dr. Frankenstein bringing life to his monster…Energize. I’m resurrecting pieces of my childhood. My mom gave me 2 photo albums recently. One had early photos of my brother Allan and one had photos of me. In the back of “Teddy’s” album there were some old negatives that I shot with of my first camera. Based on my examination of the negatives I was 7 or 8 years old.  I forget what kind of camera it was. It may of been an Argus. My brother and I had identical cameras.  I tell my kids that my brother and I shared everything, that we didn’t each get an exact replica of the same gift. I’m a big fat liar. The differences were subtle. Allan got the green Rat Fink Hot Wheel and I got the purple one, he got the red suited Major Matt Mason (Capt. Storm I believe his name was) and I got the Matt Mason in the white space suit, Allan got the cassette deck and I got the 8 Track. You get the idea, Even Steven.

Using a loop to look at the scratchy negatives my mind seeps slowly with memories of these early images spark. I actually remember shooting these picture. These early images are my early memories. I almost expect to find a picture of my mom driving our car up Gramatin Avenue the day President Kennedy was shot. But no. These pictures are a bit more personal but life shaping nonetheless for me. There’s Carl Bocchino our next door neighbor popping wheelies on his stingray, our 1968 Pontiac Le Mans with Landau roof before it withered away in the scorching Florida sun.

There’s a couple of shots of a fort we built in Carls’ yard, a portrait of my mom and dad, shots of Allan clowning around, pictures of clouds, trees, alligators, a bell and a license plate. Each image a time release capsule into my early years.

I’m sitting here in our messy office and I look beyond the edge of my monitor and see Sam doing his physics homework, getting ready to go off to college next year and Henry doing a report on Paul Revere. Theo, Ollie and Simon are outside. They built a ramp out of scrap wood and are jumping it with their bikes, scooters and skateboards. I’m staring at these images, trying to look beyond their edges… just a few inches to see a little more of the past.

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