My (Almost) Swan Song

This could have been my swan song.  Not because I was ready to be done, but because I thought a literal swan might end my life that day.

I inched closer to the pond, camera in hand, dodging numerous white “gifts” left by the birds, who now noticed me encroaching on their turf.  I just needed a quick shot of them looking regal, as swans do.

Swans are not, in fact, regal.

As I walked onto the dock, one of them directed its focus in my direction, making a bee-line straight towards me, and fast.  Horrifically fast.  I’ve risked injury multiple times over the years with one idea in mind: anything for the shot.  Still, getting attacked by an eight-foot bird was not—and will never be—on that bingo card.

I swiftly backed away, far enough that my unmerited enemy felt it could also back down and return to that “regal” state of being.  I checked my camera.  One or two shots had landed that would work, and that was good enough.  I turned around and headed back to the centerpiece of the project at hand, filming and photographing a $22,000,000 estate.

My long-time client, friend, and luxury realtor to the stars, Damian Hall, had just recently secured the listing through his brokerage firm, Blackstream Christie’s.  Luxury is nothing new to Damian.  It’s his business.  And after four years into working with the Damian Hall Group, extravagance was becoming less novel to me, as we regularly filmed and photographed multi-million-dollar homes.

But this one? The mascot of the property is Irwin, a real-life kangaroo that lives on the premises.  That should begin to give you an idea of the magnitude of this residence.  It was nothing like anything I had ever seen nor likely will see again for quite some time.

Most people typically have some sort of fringe benefits tied to their job, perhaps a boss who buys the team lunch regularly, a box seat at a concert, or tickets to a college playoff game.  For me, it’s access.  Access to things and places that the general public doesn’t get.

I’ve been in condemned high-rises, watching firefighters train by busting down walls.  I’ve been on catwalks at arenas, looking down at people the size of ants.  I’ve been hoisted up 150 feet in the air on a firetruck ladder.  And I have had complete, unrestrained access to a $22,000,000 home.

For this shoot, we had two days at the house to get the bulk of everything needed.  The first day was spent on photography, the second day devoted to video.  These were both 12-15 hour days (with a few hours of break in the middle of each day).  And they were long days, from sunup to sundown.  We covered every inch of the house as well as the yard, and the pasture, and the other pasture, and the barn, and the guest quarters, and the horse arena.  All of it.

Day two also included an extra perk, riding in and filming a classic Rolls Royce, rented for a few hours to be shown in the pictures and video.  Because if you’re selling the idea of living in this house, you might as well add to it with an exotic car.  We had a Corvette, too.

When the project was completed, I walked away with one of the most luxurious looking videos I’ve created, a stockpile of photographs that make me feel like I could shoot for Architectural Digest (did I mention some of them appeared in the Wall Street Journal?), and one of my favorite portraits I’ve ever taken, which was the result of a last-minute, impromptu setup (most of my favorite images are happy accidents).

Check out the final video along with a few images below.

"There's a film here."

“There is a film here.”

That’s what I told my client, Renewable Water Resources (ReWa), after a quick shoot in November 2023.  We were filming a delivery of oyster shells collected from a local festival that were being deposited into a collections bin on the side of the road.  These shells were eventually added to a larger collection that builds up over the course of a year, at which point ReWa moves them down to the coast. Through a partnership with South Carolina Department of Natural Resources, the shells are placed along the coastline on reefs, providing long-lasting environmental and ecological benefits.

The science of it all is fascinating, but that’s not what hooked me.  As I heard the experts talk more about this process, I couldn’t help but daydream about the story of it all.  I pictured the shells being shoveled into bags and the loaded trucks moving the haul.  What I was most giddy about, though, was the image of the teams of people on the shoreline distributing and planting these shells.  I was six months out from filming anything but already editing the video in my head.

Several additional discussions eventually led to the plan of creating a short film to document the trip, happening in May of 2024.  The logistics of it all necessitated a minimal video production footprint…so, just me.  But that made it even more exciting.  Spending hours with multiple people setting up big lights and tripods is fun, but being a one-man band on a mini adventure is a whole other type of fun. Everything is on you.  The project lives or dies solely on your choices and decisions.  It’s gratifying and terrifying all at once.

It was a quick, one-day shoot.  I met up with the ReWa team that morning at the SCDNR guest house on Mosquito Creek near Green Pond, SC, filmed a few interviews, and captured footage of all the activity.  One of my favorite shots in the final film is a super tight shot of the shells on the truck bed.  I once had a colleague tell me that, when it comes to eliciting emotion, it’s all about the tight shots.  Get right in on someone’s face.  I guess it can work for shells too!

The rest of the day was spent on two different shorelines.  The team had to first arrive at one shore with a boat dock in order to remove the bags of shells from the truck bed to the boat.  Then they traveled by boat to Edisto Island, where they moved the bags from the boat to the shore.  Can I tell you something?  It was dusty.  So much shell dust.  And sand.  I hate sand.  But as that same colleague from before also told me, “everything in service of the story.”

Look, I’m no expert in documentaries, and I’m certain the final film doesn’t meet textbook documentary criteria, but I loved it.  I’m proud of the story I helped tell and the attention that this will hopefully bring to conservation and environmental growth.  Give me the opportunity even just once or twice a year to film something like this, and I’m a happy guy. 

Check out the final film below.

Lake Day

Summer is not complete without a visit to Lake Jocassee. This year, we brought along our niece to enjoy in the fun.

Asheville with Chris Burkard

Spent the afternoon in Asheville getting to see a premiere showing of The Forgotten Coast, the latest film from photographer Chris Burkard. I’ve been following him for years on social media so it was great to get to see the film with him and meet him in person!

After the premiere, we walked around Asheville for a bit.

Birthday Shenanigans

Yesterday, the boy turned 11. We started the celebration the night before by painting the rock in front of his elementary school. Also pretty cool that the last day of school lined up with his birthday.

We picked him up after school yesterday and of course forced him to pose for a few photos.

Next, we met up with his grammsie and grandad for a “brunch” at Sully’s Steamers.

The final, “main event” of the day was a party for him and some of his friends at SkyZone (formerly Defy). Here, they all jumped for awhile before the boy got his surprise from us (the parents) - tickets to the Interm Miami/Charlotte FCC soccer game in July.

Fun was had.

Testing the Laowa 17mm (spoiler alert - it's boxed up and ready to ship back)

Today I woke up at 6:30am to head to downtown Greenville to test out a new lens. I bought the Laowa 17mm for the Fuji GFX system about a week ago but haven’t had the change to put it through the wringer just yet. The goal was to test the aperture and see how far I could push it without sacrificing too much distortion on the edges. What happened though was the realization of just how WIDE this lens is. I mean, it’s stupid wide - too wide for even sporadic usage. So, it’s boxed up and heading back to the store - probably to be replaced with the Fuji GF 20-35. I got a few decent pictures though before boxing it up.

We've Been Eclipsed!

Today (in fact just 30 minutes ago as of the writing of this post), the US experienced it’s second total solar eclipse in the last eight years. For the first one back in 2017, I had a front row seat, as it passed directly over Greenville, SC. I even got to experience it with a world famous photographer who I can now call a friend. It was a huge event (see a few photos from that event here at the end). Today was much more low-key…but still great. I got to experience a partial (about 85%) eclipse with my son and his friends. Just paused for a few minutes from work and grabbed my camera to see what I could get.

 
 

Photos from the 2017 solar eclipse that passed directly over Greenville, SC

A Grand Bohemian Experiment

Earlier this year, I invested in a tilt lens for my Fuji X-T5. I’ve mentioned before that this Fuji camera was bought more as a “fun” camera to experiment with and take on vacations and just goof around with. So what better way of experimenting with it than adding a unique lens to the setup, one which I’ve never used before.

A tilt lens is made to maintain a very small window of focus, giving what’s in focus somewhat of a miniature feel. And a great thing about this lens - there is no real “right” way to use it. Photography in general is subjective but this takes it to another level. So a few weeks after getting the lens and playing with it at home, I ventured out to downtown Greenville, SC with it. I had a meeting with a friend at the new Grand Bohemian hotel so I used that as an opportunity to bring my Fuji and lens along and see what I could get.

Nothing special but I enjoyed using it and definitely plan to experiment with it more - especially with people.

A Morning in Helen, Georgia

For a few years, it’s been on our (not quite bucket) list to visit Helen, Georgia. And I love Christmas and the town looked even better at Christmas time, so we took a quick little road trip yesterday.

We got there early enough that there were not that many people around. In fact, we kinda wondered why there were so few people. Well within about an hour, all of the peoples arrived.

We didn’t really have any plans. Just wanted to see what it was like and then try the food. Of course we visited some of the shops - not super impressed. It was kind of the mountain version of what one would see at Myrtle Beach.

We had to try some of the food as well. Had an early lunch featuring Vienna coffee and bratwurst. And it was good!

After about three hours, we felt as fulfilled as I think we’d ever be by Helen. Good trip. Probably no need to visit again. We came, we saw, but we didn’t get the t-shirt this time.

Thanksgiving 2023

This year for Thanksgiving, we traveled back to Jackson, TN where my wife and I met and lived for several years. She has extended family in the area and it’s always a great opportunity to visit with them. For a little extra adventure, we started the trip by heading to Mammoth Cave, Kentucky first. Really the ONLY bucket list I have currently is visiting all of the National Parks - but I want to do it while I’m still young enough to enjoy it all. With the park being close by to where we were going in Tennessee, we decided to make a (half) day of it. But first…

I had ever been to Buc-ee’s and we found ourselves coming in contact with TWO (more on the second one later) Buc-ee’s on this trip. For our visit to the first one - which is the largest in the country (Sevierville, Tennessee), we bi-passed the food (except for some candied pecans) but filled up on other loot such as hoodies and beanies and other little trinkets. It was a nice little break in what wound up being a 9 hour day on the road.

We arrived in Kentucky later that night just in time to get a late dinner at Cracker Barrel and a good night’s sleep. At about 9:15am, we arrived at Mammoth Cave National Park.

We perused the gift shop for a bit and spent more money than we should have. After that, we made our way to our tour where we boarded buses and headed to the caves. I was anticipating a large, natural opening to the caves as I’d seen in other photos and videos. The entrance we were brought to was a little…smaller. The boy wasn’t sure about it either.

I’m not gonna lie. Entering that little door and hiking down…and down…and down…and down was a little unnerving for me. My wife was loving it. The boy was anxious about it too so I was trying to hold it together for him. Finally, we got to the deepest spot we would visit - around 250 feet below the surface. It really doesn’t sound that deep but it sure felt it with every step we descended on (and there were a lot). There was a little space with seating we piled into as the tour guide gave us some history.

I had a Fuji XT-5 with me but it did me absolutely no good down here. The iPhone 15 Pro surprisingly (or maybe unsurprisingly) came through for me with a few decent shots that at least help show some of what it was like down there.

Eventually we made it out alive, grabbed a few more pictures and got on the road to Jackson, TN.

We got to Jackson just as the sun went down. We visited for a short bit with my wife’s aunt and uncle (whom we were staying with for Thanksgiving) and then headed to what is the #2 reason for visiting Jackson…

We slept quite well that night.

The next day was THANKSGIVING! This was our fourth year of starting the day off with a 5K Turkey Trot. Terra ran while her uncle and I made it a brisk but enjoyable walk.

We had a great meal together which I neglected to photograph. Before the day was out, we initiated the Christmas season by watching Home Alone.

The next day was spent in super chill mode. We watched movies, walked around, played some soccer and I helped the boy have his first go at shooting some rifles and a 9mm (we’re not necessarily gun people…but when in Tennessee…).

The next day, we packed up all our stuff and hit the road to head back home, but not before making one more stop at Buc-ee’s just outside of Nashville. This time we tried the brisket. Not bad. Not great. Good enough. And that’s it. Great trip.