Archive for November, 2009
WTF happened?
November 30, 2009Thanksgiving means…
November 26, 2009
…it’s Opening Day of Christmas Card Picture Season. The joy of bribing kids with chocolate to get them to put on clothes “they hate,” then having them go outside and do things THEY NEVER DO, like hold hands and hug each other and smile and pose and stand close to each other and then all hell breaks loose when one of them can’t hold the nutcracker and then you let her hold it then he breaks down into a toothless crying fit while the toughest art directors in the history of photography your wife and mother-in-law stand over your shoulder making things worse get the kids in the position they want.
Ledge Stone
November 25, 2009Sunset off the back deck at Ledge Stone, yesterday.
StarCite
November 24, 2009Sideline shot from last night in Oxford, Mississippi
November 22, 2009Jack Nicklaus and Carlton Wade
November 20, 2009Heiferdite found alive and well
November 20, 2009
If you’re wondering what happened to Heiferdite, the friendly, fit, female bovine creation of Goddess Fit there on Burnet Road, we’ve found her. She’s still fit, fun and happy, but she now grazes the fertile pastures of Johnson Ranch near Bulverde, deep in the Texas Hill Country.
2010 Texas State Fair
November 16, 2009
Fosforus is in the planning stages of next year’s food craze for the Texas State Fair, and I believe we’ve got a finalist here with “wearable food,” for those of you who have had enough fried this-and-that. Recipes vary, but this particular one here is a cheese-baked ciabatta roll, buttered on the inside for easy slip-on. Special thanks to hand model Will Wade.
Johnson Ranch
November 13, 2009Just returned from the initial shoot down at Johnson Ranch near Bulverde, a beautiful working cattle ranch (Herefords) that’s being developed into residential and retail by DH Investment Company, the folks behind Southern Trace, Cordillera Ranch and Ledgestone.
I suck at golf
November 10, 2009
But this guy does not. In fact, Jhonattan Vegas will be one of the best golfers to ever play the game. I’ve played with great golfers (Brian Bateman, Bill Rogers, Joe Ogilvie, Wes Short, Brian Gay, Omar Uresti, Bob Estes, Tony Jacklin, Steve Stricker and a bunch of great players you’ve never heard of), but I’m not sure any of them have or had the potential this guy has. I know Coach Royal said something like, “potential just means you ain’t done it yet,” and he’s right. JV here ain’t won the US Open or the Masters yet or a whole bunch of majors, but he will. Why? Because he has a rare combination of power, finesse, desire, intellect and attitude. He’s extremely likable. He’s kind, funny, smart, authentic and plays golf on a completely different level than 99% of everyone else. I’m not sure what he shot yesterday out at UT Golf Club, where we played in their 2009 Pro-Pro-Scratch-Scratch with UTGC’s Corey Lundberg and Longhorn golf team junior Bobby Hudson (who’s also a terrific player, genuinely kind man and UTGC course record holder), but JV played the game with confidence, power, talent and intellect. And he played like a kid, having fun the whole time. I could write a good-size book about the few hours I spent with this guy. He finished 63rd on the Nationwide Tour money list, which means he’ll be back there playing the 2011 season, unless he makes it through Q-School. He’s playing in China in a couple of weeks for his home country (Venezuela) in the World Cup. (This shot of him was taken four years ago at the 2005 Austin Men’s City Championship at Morris Williams GC.)
Thoughts on equipment
November 1, 2009Professional photographers would never shoot with a D80, yet I did for about a year and made some significant revenue with it. It’s now the camera I take on vacation and to kids’ parties and such. I shot this one with my old D80, a cheap Tamron zoom lens attached, through a commercial airliner window, behind the wing, through the thrust of the engine. So the next time the asshole at the camera store starts telling you about image quality, restrain the urge to thank him with your middle finger.








