It’s not surprise that strapping on sixty pounds of steel and padding and beating people with blunted swords and axes is the sort of thing men enjoy. But it’s not purely a boys club, or mace, or halberd, or falchion. The Armored Combat League’s ranks do include women, and they fight in ranks with the men. You will also note, that despite what decades of fantasy art tried to teach us, the armor is not “sexy”.
He looks exactly how I feel after 7 hours a continuous shooting. Something I am woefully out of practice at. By the end of this afternoon I wanted nothing more than to lie down for a little nap, no edit photos. Still, if you are going to go out and have fun, you have to pay the butchers bill at the end of the day. You can see everything from today on Flickr, including a ton of shots from the USA Knights of the Armored Combat League. (Though, half of them were Canadian this year.)
We no longer lead the world in the wearing of Awesome Hats. Excepting a few Hipsters in Greenpoint, we are essentially hatless. The ball is in your court Trump!
This is actually confusing in New York City, since there are TWO Indian Day Parades. Actually, there are more, but THIS one is India, the original not the Columbian Confusion. Christopher, not the country Colombia. See how confusing this is?
The NYC Indian Day Parade says it is the world’s largest Indian Day Parade, which I have to question since I imagine a parade in India would be larger. Still, there were a LOT of people there. Indeed, with the weather and the crowds the parade is pretty much how I imagine India: very hot, very crowded and filled some of the most beautiful people in the world.
I wanted to stay longer, but I don’t have the stamina I used to for standing in the blazing Sun shooting photos. You can see the others here on Flickr.
One of the reasons I love photography is the opportunity to peak inside lives I’ve not lived. It’s why I choose some of the subject I shoot. I will never know what being Gay is like, or a Hare Krishna, or proposing to beautiful dancer in public. (OK, that COULD still happen, but it’s not likely.) Through the lens, I catch just a glimpse of their lives.
Shooting last weekend in a room full of children, I caught just a glimpse of what my light might be if I made different choices. It was interesting to think about, what kind of parent would I be, who would my children be, would I be watching my daughter walk down the aisle about now? As I sit here, I’ve no regrets, particularly because I know how much a wedding photographer costs! Still, I wonder what being on the other side of the lens might be like.
Here is something I never thought I would say: I had a blast at a child’s birthday party! Of course, I’ve been photographing the family since its literal beginning at the Bridal Shower. I was there for the baby shower, the Christening and now her first birthday. Thanks for letting me be a part of your family!
I’ve been in New York City a decade, this was my first trip to Liberty Island. It will also be my last. Hours of waiting, layers of security, hordes of people all for a ten minute walk around and say “Well, that’s it.” We eschewed the pedestal, with MORE lines and MORE waiting. While the up close images from the island are nice, the view from the Staten Island Ferry is free and much easier.