July 13 will mark the end of my time as a photojournalist at the Republican-American. Though I'm leaving the paper, I am not leaving the state, and with this decision, I will free up more time to work as a freelancer.
This marks the end of one of the most interesting chapters of ANYONE'S life I know, and I will look back on it with lots of "How the HELL did I do that??!?!"s... in a good way, of course. As much as I wanted to delay it, this day had to come, and I thank everyone, (especially my photo brethren Jamison Bazinet, Jim Shannon, Darlene Douty, Steve Raggie, Steve Valenti and yes, even Jonathan Wilcox) from the bottom of my heart who mentored me through these five years.
7.02.2010
6.22.2010
6.15.2010
Crosby High School Class of 2010
Crosby is probably my most favorite graduation to shoot. The kids are happy, the parents are happy, even the administrators are happy. They don't yell at the kids for standing up and cheering, as I've seen at several other schools.
6.09.2010
Young & Old
Pictures from senior mentor program at an elementary school in Seymour. I was delighted to find that "senior" meant senior citizens, and not senior high schoolers.
5.24.2010
Two firsts: Boxing, Casino
A local guy had his pro debut at Mohegan Sun the other night. As far as I and anyone else knew, the one fight I was there to shoot was going to be at the beginning of the entire match, which began at 7:30.
It didn't begin until 10 minutes to midnight. I spent almost six entire hours ringside at the first boxing match I had ever been to, in the first casino I had ever been to. It was like a weird Alice in Wonderland kind of dream, with my mentor being the boxing commission doctor next to me who had better one-liners than even Mr. Jamison Bazinet, and was very kind to explain to me how boxing is scored. After the first round of the first fight, I felt somehow morally wrong for watching two met beat the crap out of each other. Fast forward six hours and I was ready for a confessional. I'm really pleased with the shots I came back with though, and I couldn't help but feel really happy for Ron Scott, Jr., the local guy, who won the fight.
I took pictures of other matches too though, so stay tuned for those!
It didn't begin until 10 minutes to midnight. I spent almost six entire hours ringside at the first boxing match I had ever been to, in the first casino I had ever been to. It was like a weird Alice in Wonderland kind of dream, with my mentor being the boxing commission doctor next to me who had better one-liners than even Mr. Jamison Bazinet, and was very kind to explain to me how boxing is scored. After the first round of the first fight, I felt somehow morally wrong for watching two met beat the crap out of each other. Fast forward six hours and I was ready for a confessional. I'm really pleased with the shots I came back with though, and I couldn't help but feel really happy for Ron Scott, Jr., the local guy, who won the fight.
I took pictures of other matches too though, so stay tuned for those!
5.20.2010
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