Category: Organizing

Found Another Good One.

Culture, Memories, Organizing, Photosharing, Street Photography

Below is a twenty-plus-year-old image I don’t recall ever seeing from a celebration I first attended as an eight-year-old. New York’s China-Town and Chinese New Year have long captivated my imagination and left me in a state of jaw-dropping amazement. Watching and photographing the event has always fueled my respect and interest in different cultures, their noteworthy observances and celebrations. In case you were wondering. Yes. This rare, yet rewarding B&W image is designated to be printed. Any thoughts on the celebrations you enjoy partaking in?

Found a Good One.

Memories, NYC, Organizing, Photosharing, Street Photography

It’s become a daily commitment/obsession to go through old image folders, delete, label, and review them to see how much I’ve improved as a photographer. Just as reviewing images has reminded me of where I’ve been, as well as the places I frequented and returned to time after time. It also reveals how much composition and editing have become essential to my understanding of an important part of the process. Last night I found this image from a Chinese New Year celebration in NYC’s Chinatown. I shot it back in 2007 and, to be honest. This was the first time noticing it, and I plan to print it in the coming days.

Man Cave in Progress

Anecdote, Finding your Zen, Organizing, Record Collecting

Since elementary school, my addiction to music and the culture it involves has consumed much of my life. Which, for all purposes and interests consumes a lot of territory. It came to a boiling point shortly before I got married in 2001, that I sold all my first press hardcore punk records individually and used the money to finance a honeymoon in my wifes’ country of origin Japan. First off. Japan is without a doubt, the most beautiful country I’ve ever traveled. By all means. If you get the chance. Go there. By any means nessacary. Second. Don’t sell your records. Ever. I mean, unless your doctor just diagnosed you with an incurable dicease and given you less then a year to live. Even then, think hard. I mean think really hard.

Lucky for me.Throughout my adult life, I’ve had the space and later rooms to store and enjoy my music. As for that large collection I sold. Well, that two crates of LP’s and two boxes of 7′ EP’s have since been replaced and multiplied by crazy numbers. Even after selling ten boxes to a retailer before moving back east. My collection is a beast. My current home, much like my last four dwellings have had second bedrooms divided to records, cd’s, dvd’s and other monuments to my extended childhood. This one, a nerdist kingdom, if there ever was one.

My Awful Beginnings (Yoga)

Editing, Finding your Zen, Organizing

As I continue to inspect and ultimately delete age old images from my laptop. I struggle to let go of hundreds, if not thousands of files that no longer serve me and are not doing me any good saving. After coming across this folder of a subject who was deeply into yoga and other means of consciousness I myself, was yet to embrace. I came across this particular session and edited to my liking. Below is a three image slide show that might help me as I look to become a certified yoga instructor .

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Making Room and Letting Go.

Organizing

Over the last few weeks and most of last night. I’ve been deleting images and music files from the last twenty years or so. As a photographer whose studio sessions often lasted forty minutes to an hour and a admitted music nerd and senior editor at an online indie rock blog. My itunes contains over 6,500 albums. More than I can ever get around to listening to and more than my laptop can ever hold. So, with my computer sending me constant messages, my wife standing over me waving her finger and me wondering what I’m hangin on to. I’ve begun the task of deleting old files and making room for new ones. It’s a lot harder than originally imagined, but it must be done. I took the pictures below, many years ago when I was living in Hoboken, NJ and a member of downtown New York’s S.O.H.O. Photo Gallery. Though I don’t recall the model’s name. She was an absolute joy to be around. In the future, don’t be like me. Overpopulating your hard drive or the boxes in your closet with images you don’t love. When reviewing. Be vicious.

Room to Grow. Part II.

Finding your Zen, Music, Organizing, Record Collecting

It arrived today. The chair of my dreams. The one I picked out myself. The one we had concerns would’nt fit through the door and have enough space to fit in the little corner nook we carved out. The one that slid right in the door without so much of a mark on the door before sliding comfortably into the corner we’d carved out for it. Now, with the exception of new records. The man cave I always imagined is done. All there is to do now, is sit back, listen, and ocassionaly, review records for my column.

Room to Grow.

Finding your Zen, Music, Organizing, Record Collecting

Throughout the last month, I’ve remodeled the study/record room while preparing for the arrival of the area rug (The wood floors have wrecked terror on my knees.) and the lounge chair. (Over the years, the office swivel chair has proved less than comfortable when spending hours in its clutches.) I also moved several Kallax record storage units. It’s not even close to as painful as removing and refilling the records albums within. (That took two days and was a harrowing reminder that MP3s and CDs are far less cumbersome.) Luckily, I got them all alphabetized and cataloged before the carpet arrived, leaving ample space for the chair, aside from soundproofing the room.
Which I don’t plan to do. My work it done. I’ve got another week before the new chair arrives. From there, I can fully take advantage of my man cave and spend my remaining days attempting to listen to all these records. Wish me luck, and don’t feel strange sending reminders to eat, sleep, and bathe. As I’m writing this, I received a message noting the chair I ordered will be delivered on Friday. My order of several new releases and a reissue is due this week, so I’ll have to put aside some time to enjoy this space in new and chill ways. Regardless, it’s going to get loud.

Time Flies

Finding your Zen, Location Shooting, Memories, Narrative, Organizing, Portraiture, Street Photography

As I wait for my Canon R6 Mark II to arrive and attempt to combat a cold I have unintentionally passed on to my wife. I am stuck with no camera and a whole lot of down time. I am filling some of that big empty by attempting to organize and delete many of my old files. As I scroll through endless amount of digital images. I am finding some keepers. Marking the stand outs with the handle “G.O.A.T.” Looking back, I’ve always had a healthy relationship with New York City’s east village Washington Square Park. From working at a nearby record store in my teens, to filling in my down time by finding inspirational scenery and fascinating people to photograph. All of this backtracking reminds me that, despite fighting a full on cold while the temperatures outside dance below and above freezing. The calendar shows that Spring and Summer are still on the horizon. For the time being, images like this one, will hopefully keep me warm.

Organization Snafu.

Enlargements, Lightroom 4, Organizing, RAW Files

When recently attempting or order a large metal print for the condo. I came to learn that most of the files I had housed in my Lightroom were Jpeg and not big enough to print the 48 X 36 inches I desired.

After ordering one in a smaller size, I retrieved an old hard drive where all my RAW files were kept. While the discovery was a lift off my shoulders. Not labeling the images will surely lead to endless hours of combing through thousands and thousands of images in order to label and set aside in the case I’d like to print or share on social media. Especially in the case of printing large prints, the details are sure to be crisp, no matter how large I choose.

Too Many Records

Blogging, Long Exposures, Music, Organizing, Record Collecting

I’ve taken on the impossible task of listening to all, or to be more realistic, most of the albums and singles that call our second bedroom home. With well over fifteen hundred LP’s thirteen boxes of EP’s and singles, the project has already begun to fall apart. That said, the idea is a good one. While I most likely won’t be able to listen to everything in this lifetime. I will most likely come to terms with the fact that I’ve got far too many records and I need to continue purging. That said, after selling off six crates before moving back east. It hardly made a dent.