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Jonathan Cummins of Bionic @ Lee's Palace, Toronto as part of NxNE - June 13, 2008.
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Fotos e tratamento: Alex Arruda - 27 9701 6529
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After a great and exhausting day playing photojournalist at the Salute to Israel parade and food critic in Curry Hill, I returned to Park Slope, and instead of walking up Prospect Park W to my apartment, I detoured through the park to catch some final shots. I found this trunk, and logs and felled trees being a favorite subject of mine, I stopped to set up. A street rat scuttled around in the depression under the distal part of the log. Interesting, you don't expect to see them in posh parks. Cockroaches puke me out, but rats aren't so bad to me, so I knelt in to take the picture. Then suddenly, Bionic Psychosquirrel skitters up!
This was the craziest, most intrepid squirrel I've ever encountered. He came within two or three feet of me and stared me down like a thug on a street corner! He just munched away, skittered, stared. Munched, skittered, stared. Again. And again and again. You think I have a telephoto lens, but I'm using the 24-70 here with a 1.6 crop factor; he just got THAT close.
We went around like this for 30 shots. He was willing to hang out with me for as long as I could squat. Occasionally, he looked like he might get gully and attack, like the death rabbit in Monty Python's Holy Grail. Finally I raised and he shot up a tree.
I remember a time in the 70s when everything was so bionic to me. Meaning The Six Million Dollar Man & The Bionic Woman. Two of the greatest tv shows of all time to me and my younger self. It became even greater once I received the dolls for Christmas. Best Christmas ever!! I didn't have Oscar Goldman until years later, but Steve Austin and Jamie Somers were good enough. I played with them like my life depended on it. and it's still nice to know those old friends I grew up with are still by my side today.
After a great and exhausting day playing photojournalist at the Salute to Israel parade and food critic in Curry Hill, I returned to Park Slope, and instead of walking up Prospect Park W to my apartment, I detoured through the park to catch some final shots. I found this trunk, and logs and felled trees being a favorite subject of mine, I stopped to set up. A street rat scuttled around in the depression under the distal part of the log. Interesting, you don't expect to see them in posh parks. Cockroaches puke me out, but rats aren't so bad to me, so I knelt in to take the picture. Then suddenly, Bionic Psychosquirrel skitters up!
This was the craziest, most intrepid squirrel I've ever encountered. He came within two or three feet of me and stared me down like a thug on a street corner! He just munched away, skittered, stared. Munched, skittered, stared. Again. And again and again. You think I have a telephoto lens, but I'm using the 24-70 here with a 1.6 crop factor; he just got THAT close.
We went around like this for 30 shots. He was willing to hang out with me for as long as I could squat. Occasionally, he looked like he might get gully and attack, like the death rabbit in Monty Python's Holy Grail. Finally I raised and he shot up a tree.