Last night I decided to drive up to Nashville to do some shooting at the Tennessee State Fair. My goal was to do some shots using Long Exposure. This is not something I do a lot of. Lucky for me I choose a night that was slow to say the least and since I was going to be using my tripod and a remote. Choosing such a slow night was ideal for this bit of shooting for multiple reason. With fewer people running around there was less of a chance of my tripod and camera being jostled by the crowds and or knocked over.
When I think of a Midway my first thought is a Ferris Wheel dominating the skyline. While this Particular Wheel was not the biggest, it was awfully bright and I was sure I could capture it’s electric grandeur as it’s lights rand through their patterns.
Mission accomplished? Almost I decided to move a bit closer. to
I loved shooting the Wheel, it was after a bit mesmerizing. Later that night I decided that I had to ride the thing at least once. Now I wish I could say that I had some photos of my ride, but truth be told I’m not fond of heights. My hands stayed fastened to the rides furniture with a death’s grip!
Below are some additional images I shot last night. Once again it was a slow night which allowed me quite a window for me to shoot these long exposure without fear of the bustling crowds.
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I decided that today was just too damned nice to sit indoors. I started my day off at Starbucks then hit the back roads of Tennessee. I was on the hunt for abandoned places and then some in hopes to add to my Forgotten Tennessee travels. I drove down US Hwy 99 and hit Eagleville. From there I traveled down a road at random until I hit Hwy 31. Turning left onto 31 I spied an oldish cemetery that had a large stone fence and an entrance with a bronze legend upon it. I hopped out of my car crossed a road and began to shoot.
As I wandered between the rows of graves stones I purposefully looked for the oldest stones. I didn’t have to look far. Old? No some of these were ancient. Some were so old that their faces were worn smooth and had little if any markings upon them. These oldest grave markers had a strange patina. They looked rusted. Yes, rusted. Later I may post some of the stones in color. But for now I feel Black and White is best. Finishing up my shoot I headed back to the car. I stopped at the entrance and read that the cemetery was a family plot belonging to a family named Riggs. the entire area had been founded on Rigg’s original land of about a 1000 acres.
I drove about 1/8 of a mile and came drove by a roadside general store/garage. I pulled over ran began to shoot the place. I aimed my camera at the sign hanging from a light pole which read Riggsby Bros Garage and Grocery. I had to wonder if there was a relation? Likely there was. I fell in love with this location. I’ve no idea how long it’d been closed down, or if perhaps the grocery was still open. From the sun washed and blistered state of the paint and the wood of the garage door and the style of the signage I guessed the place had gone under more than two decades ago. I spent about 45 mins shooting around and getting a feel of the place. As I said, I loved it.
I hope you the reader enjoy these shots of Allisonia, TN Unincorporated as much as I enjoyed shooting them. As always if you’d like to purchase a print in this story or in any of my other stories contact me at email@example.com be sure to check out my Easy shop for prints as well https://www.etsy.com/shop/ForgottenTennessee
I’ve had this piece in my head that I’ve wanted to shoot. I knew that Atlanta model Grace Stone was going to be in town so I decided that this would be a good a time to try and bring this vision to light. I wanted the the model to be dressed simply, all black if possible, Grace would be wearing a startling unremarkable simple black mask to go with with the wardrobe. I wanted the model to be portray a stranger who none the less leaves an impact on the viewer. The story? The message she’s trying to impart? Well that is up to you to supply. Enjoy. Feel free to leave your thoughts.
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The 4th of July this year came on a Monday. Instead of preparing to watch the fireworks show later that night I and a fellow photographer went on the hunt to find abandoned buildings to shoot. We landed up in West Nashville at an abandoned saw mill. We walked around the outside of the property til we found a way in. After walking in through a large garage sized door we stood around and began to look around. While it was blindingly bright outside it was damned dark on the first floor. There were walls that looked as though they’d been knocked out with a wrecking ball. The floors were covered in an inch of dirt most everything on the floor was covered in the same. The following photos are the images I captured that day.
One thing reader, the places I go I try not to go alone. These areas can be dangerous. The grounds can have broken glass or needles, the floors can collapse dropping you into the floor below. Have you had a Tetanus shot? Get one if you’ve plans to do what I do. Be wary of stairwells and critters. Critters can be rats, cats, dogs, spiders and more. Homeless people are another risk you may expose yourself to while exploring similar spots. Law enforcement. The police can be a risk too. Always carry your camera with you. Most times police will warn you to be careful, or tell you to move along. If they tell you to kick rocks, do it. Lastly use your head. If you are going to explore the “abandoned” always text or call someone and let them know where you’re going.
Driving in to Nashville the other day was as usual a surprise. A surprise because yet another mainstay of the Nashville urban scene was being torn down. For more years than I can count I’ve driven by the BF Myers building located right behind Frugal Mac Douglas. I’d never bought anything from the place but it had become a comfortable part of my trips into Nashville, a marker that said “Oh hey, we’re here”. As I rounded 40 I could see that Nashville’s future was busy consuming the building. An orange earth mover stood beside it the remains. Stacked to the side like discarded bones were the girders and beside that another stack this one the tin shell that passed for the buildings skin. All that remained standing was the store front I decided that since I had my camera with me I had to shoot what was left.
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Sometimes my illustration work creates itself from start to finish within my head. I can close my eyes and see a piece forming. I often think this is when my work is best. This is true whether it’s a logo, an illustration, design work and photography.
Let Sleeping Gods Lie inspired by the Cthulhu Mythos is one such piece. Simple almost childlike yet it stays with the viewer. If it makes the viewer smile, so much the better. If you’d like a print of Let Sleeping Gods Lie by all means leave a reply. Prints will be about 12×18 Signed and numbered. Price $40.00
Hello and welcome to my site. I’m an Artist who has worked as a Graphic Designer, Photographer, Illustrator and more. With over 15 years experience in a fluid industry I can take your concept from sketch to final production. If you’ve a venture coming up and do not yet need my work as a designer or photographer I’m sure I can be of service as a Creative Consultant. Please feel free to browse my work and if you like contact me and let’s see what we can create.