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Not really...this is the Demoiselle Crane.
This crane had hair that looked like a mullet peeking out from under a ball cap. I've got a few more shots of him!
Im meetin' my buddies out on the lake
We're headed out to a special place we love
That just a few folks know
Theres no signin' up and no monthly dues
Take your Johnson, your Mercury, or your Evinrude and fire it up
And meet us out at party cove
Come on in the waters fine
Just idle on over and toss us a line...
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A great little store at the mouth of Tomales Bay with almost everything you'll need to make your visit comfortable...even fresh oysters in the shell on weekends...
I actually have no idea if this resembles a redneck in any way. Also, the grenade launcher thing is purely fictional and is not based off any real weapon.
NS 123 is eastbound on the Asheville District somewhere in the country west of Statesville, NC, back when they actually ran through trains on this route.
This is a redneck family portrait. This image was a full production with composite. over 20 individual images into the final piece.
This won some international photography awards and has been published in numerous international publications.
Loosly inspired by the movie "Joe Dirt"
As seen in a hospital parking lot. It reminds me of the joke: "What's a redneck's last words?" --- "Hey, watch this!"
Got the chance to try out the Photo Extremist tutorial with a group of photographers. Had a great time and got some great shots. I found the best settings (for me) were f8 - f4.5, ISO 200, with 30" exposure time. - these settings were thanks to my friend Evan the "Photo Extremist". Thanks for looking.
Joe models for LV Choppers cowboy hats. His belt buckle says Redneck.
Strobist info: Joe is standing about 6' in front of a plain white wall. I hit the wall with a 430ex and Joe with a 550ex in an umbrella camera right and at medium height to avoid dark shadows on his face. Speedlights fired with STE2
Was looking thru some old photos, came across this one.
Backstory: Walked into a latenight Restaurant, and this guy was standing there shirtless, sunburned and he smiled at me. He proceeded to talk with me. I pulled my camera up to take a shot of this interesting character, and he flipped me a bird, in jest really, not in anger. He laughed right after this. I think he suffers from mental illness.. or rather, is completely an Appalachian guy, perhaps.. lacking social graces.. not that flipping a bird isn't uncommon or anything...giggle.
We saw this limo on our recent vacation in the Smokies. Taken near observation tower by Look Rock campground.
I had so much fun building my last scene that I decided to do something along the same lines. I may try and connect this one to the last one for some hardcore redneck apocalypse action!
Of course, we have plenty rednecks in Norway, most of them benign and fun loving. As far as I know politics are not involved - Finnskog Norway
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There is a great story that goes with this shot. First, I'm from Alabama, so I'm allowed to call people rednecks....I truly know what one is. Second, these boys called themselves rednecks....which leads me to the funny part of this story.
This is a place called Kinlock Falls in Bankhead National Forest. About a week or so before I took this shot, I had taken a group of 10 or so people over to the Sipsey and Bankhead for a photoshoot. We eventually made it back here to Kinlock, but it was too bright to do much shooting.
So when I got there this evening, kind of late, I found these three teenagers and two girls (not shown) sliding down this waterfall on little boogie board type things. It looked like a lot of fun.
They didn't mind me taking pictures of them having fun and eventually they all ended up standing on the ledge where I was shooting and then jumping off into the pool below.
I said to them, "If someone wants to give me an e-mail address, I'll send you copies of these photos." To which the one of the far left in this shot said, "E-mail? Man, we ain't go no computers....we're rednecks. This is what we do for fun out here. Shoot, we're lucky we got cell phones."
I laughed so hard at his comment. He was being funny and serious at the same time. They seemed like good kids.
The next part of the story is not so funny. After I left Kinlock, I decided to follow the road on back into the forest. I guess I had it in my mind that there would be a way out of the backside of the forest. There wasn't one that I could find.
So after driving around for 45 minutes in the dark, I retraced my route and when I left the dirt road and hit pavement, I was FLYING!
Well, I blew right past a state trooper was sitting on the side of the road. He pulled me over and asked what I was doing in that part of Bankhead at that time of night.
I showed him my camera and told him what I was doing. He proceded to tell me that the reason he was way back there in the middle of nowhere was because there was serious drug trafficking back there and it was very dangerous after dark.
I guess I have an honest face, because he just told me to stay out of the part of the forest at night and to slow down. No ticket, just a warning.
Good times. :-)