tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25751916564116009772024-02-19T05:46:06.139-08:00TNT Images ThumbnailsTNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-82236146908262383722014-03-11T09:41:00.002-07:002014-03-11T10:26:35.988-07:00Is that the whole story?I am a receptionist and I work with the public. I know it seems to the average observer the life of an artist is filled with paint, compulsive sketching and coffee. Sadly that's not the case. Although I am at a coffee shop right now.... Truth is we work to pay the rent since art, while it feeds the soul, doesn't feed the belly.<br><br>I am a photographer. We train our eye to analyze any given situation and lay hold of the strongest details in a snap decision. It is a constant exercise in seeing the entire scene and cherry picking the choice details. Stories are written before the shutter snaps.<br><br>A few weeks ago, in my day job, I encountered a woman frantically looking for her teen son. I knew he had come in earlier but she became frantic when she did not see his name on a particular sheet. After all he hadn't done what he was supposed to do which was to sign in! "this lady needs to calm down" *snap*. His teacher approached the mom who laughed nervously as she chattered on about the list her son hasn't signed. "She really needs to chill out!" *snap* Quietly the teacher asked the boy's name. She reminded him that her son wasn't on the sheet as she pointed and looked quickly at the exit then to the door from which her son would exit. The teacher calmly said her son was on his list. Now she took a few steps toward the room her son would exit soon. She was now nervously giggling at everything the teacher said. "no this lady is nuts!" *snap* Her son finally exited and saying "hi mom" he walked with her out of the building.<br><br>For the next day or two I was certain this mom had lost it. Then I learned the rest of the story.<br><br>This seemingly peculiar mom entered and grabbing the list of names remarked his name was missing. "here we go again" *snap* Then it happened, the unseen figure came into focus. As she left she said, "I never know if his dad has dropped him off. He knows it's my weekend!" All of those *snaps* were blurred images that didn't capture the whole story. They only stole the confused aftermath.<br><br>What are you photographing?TNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-27376134196023324342014-01-23T19:34:00.003-08:002014-01-23T19:34:31.005-08:00What Dreams of Alpo May Come<div style="text-align: center;">
I will be exhibiting a series of dog photographs at the <a href="http://www.zoomroomonline.com/longmont-dog-training.html" target="_blank">Zoom Room</a> here in Longmont in March. It will be a series of 4 with the theme of sleeping dogs. Here is one of the pieces ready for the show. Stop by in March to see the rest!</div>
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TNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-57717648032192406232013-04-25T16:11:00.000-07:002013-04-25T16:11:14.672-07:00JarsGrowing up, every summer we would travel to a far away land, known as Colorado, to visit my grandparents on their 60 acre farm. It was an incredible place. The fields seemed endless and the various sheds and buildings stood as reminders of farming days that had since ceased. It wasn't a lifeless place, far from it, since all the trappings of what a farm is remained. Even though they were silent as if waiting for the farming to resume. As long as we were careful and didn't play with anything dangerous, we were free to experience all that the retired farm could offer. Except there was one small shed we weren't allowed to enter. It was the cellar shed in which all of grandma's canning supplies were kept. <br />
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For years she meticulously stored in glistening jars most of the food her family would need for the winter. She had inherited some Ball and bought a few Masons. Each jar had important work to do. None of them could be spared for idle play or worse to careless accidents. No, each one meant a provision for life.That was nothing with which to be careless. This was insight from generations of mothers.</div>
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Two years ago my grandparents decided to move to Wyoming to live with my mother. It took several months to clean and pack up the farm. My grandparents had lived there since they were in their teens, so there was much to do. Then the day came for us to make a trip down to thier place and claim anything we wanted before it was packed up, given away or hauled off. Many times over that extended weekend we all found ourselves suspended in time through thought as we ran our fingers over a this or a that. It was a long process. But the last thing we needed to do was speed it up. Then after several years, it was time to move out the Masons and the Balls. They were going to my sister since she was the family's canner. It should have been a matter of placeing same sized jars in boxes and taking them to the car. But it wasn't. Things were changing. The past was being displaced and made to float around like a feather caught in a gust. It is now up to my sister to do something with that past. Perhaps they will stay in a cupboard for many years, undisturbed, until her daughter can sweep up the years and breath newness into the jars by using them. Then again, maybe they will all come crashing down in one massive calamity as my sister is canning this year's peaches. It is hard to say. Then again, it is easy to forget that glass jars cannot hold the stuff of life. And yet . . . </div>
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I have always thought that this mother of seven was much older than myself and that fact somehow allowed me the luxury of distancing myself from her. After all, this happened in a land far away and in a time long LONG ago, right? She is a model, without a name and completely void. What happens to her doesn't really matter since in a moment you will walk away from the image and one way or another things will resolve in ways we all assume are beneficial. <br />
But then I read her age as it was printed below the photograph. It turns out I am only a scant year younger than she was at the time the photograph was taken. My life is very different from hers, that is true, and yet, as I looked closely at her face and traced my eyes along the slight crease in the photograph the inescapable truth hit me. This is real. Florence is not a model. She was a person that bore the consequences of her actions, both good and bad. Her name was Florence Owens Thompson. A camera pointed in her direction has about as much meaning to her as the year's Paris fashions. There's no agenda here for Florence. She is deep in thought about a tomorrow she can't resolve. We are not of the same age and yet learning that in the moment in which all of that was taking place for her and all of this was taking place for me, we were the same age. I couldn't help but think that she is not an "other" and neither is her suffering. Given a certain set of circumstances, that are easier to assemble than we want to admit, this is a portrait of me. It makes so many aggravations about my life more easily seen for what they are, petty.</div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Double points for anyone who can tell me in which book "1...2...3...KICK!" appears.</span></div>
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This is the sign for the elevator at the Torpedo Factory in Alexandria, VA. When I first saw it I was impressed by a sign that actually showed someone in a wheelchair using the elevator. Afterall, those who are bound to a wheelchair are those who need an elevator, right? If you can walk you have the luxury of using the stairs. So it has always seemed silly to me to have a sign showing two able bodied people riding in the elevator. <br />
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TNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-16306080309552953542012-08-13T15:40:00.000-07:002012-08-13T15:44:34.412-07:00Bloom where you're planted!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXJzPjWUXGhwYwHJlpSWM1-x-tJG_IixIp4Gh9NthVSj6oin08sWspXvFbGwOQrHG2lB6sftVC4EAKo7DQrKLYCzKvk_C2lvTc-jYqIR3gRZvlP7rY1lYOTeXSiE0OJwgtYB9u4BbGdTo/s1600/mail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXJzPjWUXGhwYwHJlpSWM1-x-tJG_IixIp4Gh9NthVSj6oin08sWspXvFbGwOQrHG2lB6sftVC4EAKo7DQrKLYCzKvk_C2lvTc-jYqIR3gRZvlP7rY1lYOTeXSiE0OJwgtYB9u4BbGdTo/s320/mail.jpg" width="320" /></a>One of my closest friends says, "Well you bloom where you're planted!" But what happens when the plant decides to uproot and go elsewhere?<br />
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It has been an incredible 45 days! July rushed by like a thief on the run and August is looking rather guilty. The forth of July brought a new place to live. And in mid July I returned to Washington DC for another conference with the OIF. I also spent a few days with a very dear friend of mine and her two baby girls. After weeks of unpacking, and wondering why I didn't give away much of what I moved to the Salvation Army, I can finally say I am a resident of Colorado. <br />
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Now I suppose it is time to bloom?<br />
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Then the rains come<br />
First over the mountains <br />
Far<br />
Away they swept the day<br />
Winds of so much<br />
Fury<br />
Then calm reaching <br />
Windows down<br />
All the world tossing<br />
This is much<br />
Love<br />
While others call "chaos"<br />
Land open, never <br />
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Here I'll stay forever<br />
Sands thrown <br />
By wind, by water<br />
Gives strength<br />
To memories<br />
Built on a place much lovedTNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-88787162929298521622012-05-18T11:14:00.001-07:002012-05-18T11:14:48.370-07:00It's time for a breakRaising children is difficult. Anyone that has done so or is attempting to do so, will tell you that is an understatement! A dear friend of mine has two very busy boys. This is a blessed moment of quiet for all three of them.<br />
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To add the dinosaurs to this cyanotype print I used vinegar, strong coffee and water to paint loose watery shapes. Each liquid affects the color of the print differently. Water simply clears away the emulsion to show the paper undernieth. Vinegar reacts with the emulsion and leaves an intense blue trail. Coffee colors both paper and chemistry a nice vandyke brown. All of these are very uncontrolled since the liquids spread creating sharp shapes because the paper is dry when it is worked. Another great complication is the fact that you must work in near darkness. It makes it almost impossible to see your strokes as you work. This results in random shapes which only mimic what you had in mind. If you are open to a little visual chaos, this is an interesting twist on the cyanotype. I made the dinosaurs more defined by adding details using colored pencils.TNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-39487633166367139522012-05-02T11:53:00.003-07:002012-05-02T11:53:28.357-07:00Good Ol' Web Design!I admit right here and now, I am not a website designer. I was never trained in web design and that is why I love sites like Google and Lynda. There are hundreds of sites out there that offer free and instant web design. But then there are some of us that are too stubborn to accept their help! After much cursing, ranting, and asking "but why can't I make that doo-dad float in a counterclockwise fashion right there?" my website is very similar to what I would like it to be. My point being, with persistance you can come pretty close to your wildest dreams! So bite off more than you can chew today and see if it tastes any good!<br />
Hopefully my website gives everyone out there an idea of what it is I spend my days, and sometimes nights, doing. Is it worth it? If you enjoy the images, I think so. If you want to know my photographic and web techniques I am more than happy to share. <br />
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****BEGIN SELFLESS PROMOTION NOW: All images on tntimages.us are for sale. Just click on the penny in the bottom left of the portfolio frame (or just to the right of the twin lens). If you are having trouble viewing the images remember that you will need Flash for the site.****TNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-62169682828449254202012-04-27T11:48:00.000-07:002012-04-27T11:48:51.363-07:00Why don't you just KickStart something?Last night I had dinner at a friend's house. As we talked PBS was on in the background. They featured a website with an amazing function. It connects artists to financial backers in a way that is reminiscent of the days when artists and entertainers would perform before royal courts in hopes to gain their patronage. Kickstarter.com is much the same, except that instead of a royal court, artists are making their appeals to a global audience. The concept is exciting! I too may be appearing on the site soon. Trust me when I say you will be wasting several hours on this site. Enjoy!TNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-20694341747540137222012-04-24T11:37:00.002-07:002012-04-24T11:37:35.416-07:00<h2>
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This morning I spent some shared studio time with my good friend, Musetta Aponte (<a href="http://www.musettaaponte.blogspot.com/">www.musettaaponte.blogspot.com</a>), when I came across a revolutionary new product called Inkodye. After watching a few videos from the company's creators I proptly bought small bottles of all three colors. Don't worry my friends, I will share the results with you when I have a few examples. Need more info? Try <a href="http://www.lumi.co/">www.lumi.co</a>TNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-21198461678560606992012-03-07T12:12:00.000-08:002012-03-07T12:12:43.912-08:00TNT Images' Etsy store has offically opened!Sure, it only has one item, now, but soon it will be filled with one of a kind hand made items. What sort of items you ask? Just wait and see my friends!<br />
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One of my favorite photographic techniques is the emulsion transfer. I am working with the new Fuji FP-100 film. I can't say that I don't like it, but it is vastly different from Polaroid's 669 in the way of feel and texture. It still has the nice silken look of the old 669, but it is stronger and acts more like cellophane rather than say gooey tissue paper. That means less tearing (in fact almost no tearing) but terrible adhesion. I had forgotten the latter little fact and soaked my paper ahead of time and now the paper has as much curl as the transfers. Next time perhaps I can remember that these need glued on after they have dried. We'll see . . . . Here is an example of my afternoon's work from last Thursday. You may notice the image lifting off of the paper in some areas. Again, this is due to poor adhesion. But I think that is a happy accident. What do you think?<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"></div>TNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-28967587367087325202011-10-28T11:43:00.000-07:002011-10-28T11:43:19.622-07:00Life In Flux<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Wednesday a good friend of mine asked me to respond to an old saying, "There will be difficulties in this world, but things don't have to always be difficult." Another way to put it is in the equally old phrase, "Tough times don't last, but tough people do." It caused me to think about how easy it is to become trapped by difficult circumstances even to the confining of the rest of our lives to that circumstance. This morning I came across the piano burn shoot that happened a few weeks ago at my dad's shop. As a result of four hours work, here is a visual representation of the converstation I had with my friend on Wednesday. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihwmsjatg8nGF-3JMiFpZ3p_rAe3LqI2toy_eB26D_W4WcctcZb6ibINm3JAJ1uVB-FcZ0aJ1K8UsQd6otM6C7pZ_CrFk5LEWfVFqTrFHopCth1WD7dy9zt7vcqtJG11TxbCAeQcwdjrs/s1600/Life+in+Flux.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihwmsjatg8nGF-3JMiFpZ3p_rAe3LqI2toy_eB26D_W4WcctcZb6ibINm3JAJ1uVB-FcZ0aJ1K8UsQd6otM6C7pZ_CrFk5LEWfVFqTrFHopCth1WD7dy9zt7vcqtJG11TxbCAeQcwdjrs/s320/Life+in+Flux.jpg" width="239px" /></a></div>TNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-80216707945811666332011-10-17T10:34:00.000-07:002011-10-17T10:34:17.534-07:00A Storm's a'Brewin'A few weeks ago I photographed my friends' sons at their home here in Casper. The eldest is nearly three. It was a wonderfully warm day and he was the first to greet me. He was quite happy and chattered on about his day as he rode his trike up and down the driveway showing off his great speed. Then he pulled up right beside me and gave me a look that reminded me what a fleeting thing the good humor of a two year old can be...don't worry, no photographers were harmed during this filming.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMUAErtvXoYfzssXskiIpUe9NPSKe7mrSLvBOmxwZJGvHMOThaKhGiI8sXhgl5N7xi_VQWQWEiE_Knhp9G8yR0ydx-2pJKqx90NLSPurGmFoxpiNnwlhTwv6J4gkM39xPcvbNHJO_HegE/s1600/Cooperinaugust.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMUAErtvXoYfzssXskiIpUe9NPSKe7mrSLvBOmxwZJGvHMOThaKhGiI8sXhgl5N7xi_VQWQWEiE_Knhp9G8yR0ydx-2pJKqx90NLSPurGmFoxpiNnwlhTwv6J4gkM39xPcvbNHJO_HegE/s320/Cooperinaugust.jpg" width="215px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Actually, he is a very sweet little boy, in case you were wondering. </span></div>TNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2575191656411600977.post-3463522285326278032011-10-12T11:55:00.000-07:002011-10-12T11:55:23.546-07:00The Music is on Fire!<div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq_fVIYgxjcxo6NYdI__PZu8QQkJqXvOAFw4XBp2Z3_0HquzGWH3FYBBckyv8GQ1kammDP_ME1GIN7Vpmwv23CEvMPbG1az3klQSptYCL4Y8vKyr3Z2x3ojVggSQUd9qx-vsA4203X3To/s1600/1060299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="257px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq_fVIYgxjcxo6NYdI__PZu8QQkJqXvOAFw4XBp2Z3_0HquzGWH3FYBBckyv8GQ1kammDP_ME1GIN7Vpmwv23CEvMPbG1az3klQSptYCL4Y8vKyr3Z2x3ojVggSQUd9qx-vsA4203X3To/s320/1060299.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div>This morning I woke up, drank some coffee, then photographed a set of burning pianos. Just another day for a photographer. An hour later I had singed my eyebrows here and there and burned through about one hundred frames. Here is one of my favorites from the shoot. I am excited to see what hot shots smoke their way to our eyes.TNT Imageshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02764041343865423231noreply@blogger.com0