Neil
Matt and I first met Neil months ago on one of our neighborhood walks during our 365 project. He is the manager of a local metal recycling plant/warehouse, and he told us anytime we wanted to come by to shoot, feel free.
We were pretty excited at the opportunity to shoot inside on days of inclement weather. So, every day during our lunch walks, we would pass by. No Neil, doors closed tight. Still we persevered, until it became a running joke with us. "Go by Neil's?" "Sure, why not." "OOOOOHHHHHH, not here." And off we would go.
Fast forward to today. Beautiful sunny day, and who should we run into. Neil. He immediately invited us in and gave us a tour of the facility. Just the kind of place I like to shoot in. Dirty, gritty, a place low on manners, but super high on character and personality…sort of like me!
As we walked through one of the many makeshift lunch rooms, Neil stopped, I asked him to look at me, and I snapped a couple of shots. Thought nothing of it until I looked at it on screen.
100 times out of 99, my OCD is going to kick in and I will maniacally straighten all the crazy lens caused by shooting at 24 MML. But not today. The garish colors, the timing of the tv set (that's for you, Tucker Chris), the odd askew angles. It felt so right that I couldn't bring myself to "fix it".
Neil
Matt and I first met Neil months ago on one of our neighborhood walks during our 365 project. He is the manager of a local metal recycling plant/warehouse, and he told us anytime we wanted to come by to shoot, feel free.
We were pretty excited at the opportunity to shoot inside on days of inclement weather. So, every day during our lunch walks, we would pass by. No Neil, doors closed tight. Still we persevered, until it became a running joke with us. "Go by Neil's?" "Sure, why not." "OOOOOHHHHHH, not here." And off we would go.
Fast forward to today. Beautiful sunny day, and who should we run into. Neil. He immediately invited us in and gave us a tour of the facility. Just the kind of place I like to shoot in. Dirty, gritty, a place low on manners, but super high on character and personality…sort of like me!
As we walked through one of the many makeshift lunch rooms, Neil stopped, I asked him to look at me, and I snapped a couple of shots. Thought nothing of it until I looked at it on screen.
100 times out of 99, my OCD is going to kick in and I will maniacally straighten all the crazy lens caused by shooting at 24 MML. But not today. The garish colors, the timing of the tv set (that's for you, Tucker Chris), the odd askew angles. It felt so right that I couldn't bring myself to "fix it".