Tag: charleston

Saturday afternoon, in Charleston, SC, was warm, sunny, and breezy. Vanessa and I were walking around, taking in the sights. Of course, we had to stop by Hyman’s for lunch and, as usual, it was outstanding. Yes! I got the Crispy Flounder – what I always get. Why mess up a good thing? After a great lunch, it was time for a walk. First, we encountered The Man in White. He would stand perfectly still, holding his guitar at the…

This photo of the Ashley River, near Summerville, SC, was taken in October of 2008. I had just arrived in Charleston 2 months prior. This was a time of exploration and, as this river was only a couple of blocks from my apartment, an easy walk, I was there quite frequently. I’m seriously drawn to water. Sometimes I like to go back through my photos of that time, August 2008 – February 2010, and look at all of the photos…

This weekend, I took a quick trip down to Charleston with my friend James. Sometimes, I miss Charleston, especially the beach. Though I’ll be the first to tell you that I’m not a beach fan, I do miss the beach in the winter and late fall when the population has fallen drastically and the breeze is cool, rather than warm and humid. James and I spent most of the day Saturday in downtown, walking, looking around, and finally stopping for…

Today, I head south again, this time to pick up my few remaining items. I’ll rent a truck, drive back up, unload, and that will be that. This week has flown by. I’m sure that a lot of this has to do with the fact that I landed in a job that I can see is going to be fast paced and demanding. When I walked in the door, I had already had 3 tasks assigned to me. They joked…

It’s Friday night, March 12, 2010. I’m sitting in our F.R.O.G room, or Finished Room Over Garage, or as we call it, the bonus room. Outside, to my left is a window; there’s a thunderstorm asserting itself out there with deep bass rumbles and an occasional light show causing shadows to drop around the room crazily. Even as a kid, I enjoyed the sights, sounds, and smells of a thunderstorm. I most certainly still do. To my right, Hobbs is…

Leica M6 – Ilford HP5 – Rodinal 1:50 Within a few days of arriving in Charleston, I remember thinking: OMG! What is that smell? There must be a paper mill nearby. Sure enough, there was, right in the same neighborhood where I worked. Great! People who had worked in the area for some time assured me that I’d get used to. They assured me that I wouldn’t even notice after a while. Well, they didn’t say exactly how long that…