Spanish Fork Fiesta Days (Digital)

If there is a carnival within a 80 mile radius, you can pretty much guarantee that I will be there. Every year Spanish Fork has "Fiesta Days", aka an excuse to have a carnival. I went on Saturday night and rode some rides, took a few pictures. This is my favorite of the digital images I took. I also took my Holga (the ideal carnival camera), it proved successful once before, so we shall see what comes out of it when I develop my pictures. If so, there will be another Fiesta Days post, if not, this may be it until the Utah County Fair (August 18-21).

Climbing Wall Street, Potash Road, Moab.

Images from a recent climbing trip I went on with my friend, Mary, and her son (whom I photographed a while back). We went down to Moab to a road called Potash Road where climbers are everywhere just pulled off the side of the road. The specific section we were on was called Wall Street (clever). It was fantastic. There's nice little snapshot there on the bottom to prove how legit I am too (also looks like I have no forearms), wedging my way up a crack in the rock. It was crazy.

Population 800: Mona, Utah

Population 800: Goshen, Utah

I've been putting together a blog for this project for my folklore. I just put it together and I'm not sure yet if I'm sold on the layout and what not, but it's a start. Let me know what you think about it and start following it, I will put more updates as I work on the project when I come back from Bosnia on there as well as on this blog.

Population 800: Eureka, Utah, Population 766

Oregon Bound.

Goodbye, I am off to Oregon for a while as of today. I will be photographing a wedding in Portland on Tuesday and before that I will be going into the wild and going on a mini road trip throughout the whole area, going to the coast and the Gourge/Hood River areas. So be looking for pictures, stories, and lots of pictures to come once I come back or find internet connection.

(Images from a day trip I went on over Thanksgiving break through southeast Utah--twice in the same week. I enjoyed it that much.)

Nightlife on Geneva Road

Population 800: Elberta, Utah, Population 273

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The first set of images from my Population 800 project, taken in Elberta, Utah, population 273.

Soon I plan on tweeking the layout for the blog if this isn't working with posting these images, also, I plan on creating a blog of its own for these images and stories. So be looking for that soon!

Population 800: Eureka

I'm starting a project for school, working on collecting stories and photographs in towns in Utah with populations of about 800 or less. I started this last weekend with the towns of Goshen, Elberta, and Eureka. I will be posting the images along with the stories as I finish them up in the very near future.

This first image was taken in Eureka, population 766 (according to the 2000 census). I was photographing parts of the town when a truck pulled up and parked right in the middle of my picture. These guys got out and realized I was photographing and asked if they should move. Saying I could work around it, they began to joke about me taking their picture. Little do any of these unsuspecting people know, if you joke, I will take you up on it and I will have your picture. And hence, here are the three men in front of the coffee shop off the main street in Eureka.

Double Feature: Winter in Utah/Summer in Utah

Winter in Utah



Summer in Utah

Monochromatic Landscapes

The Utah State Fair 2009

The State Fair + My Holga = Love.

State fairs have always intrigued me. There is something about the magic and mystery of the whole ordeal. For a little kid there is the awe of the carnival and for me as I grow up it becomes the awe of the memory and the nostalgia which follows from the previous years. Funnel cake and deep fried Oreos are a must. Anything deep fried is a must actually, which then becomes every booth offering food. Then the rides. The Zipper, the farris wheel, the Starship 2000. They are all enchanting and lit up as screaming comes from the seats. This ride in particular is the swings which lift you up and shoot you off to the sides screaming as you soar above the rest of the amusements. Memories are always hazy, which is why I chose to shoot many nostalgic subjects with a Holga, a cheap, unreliable plastic toy camera, acting as our memories. Sometimes hazy, sometimes strange colors, and always not the way it actually was.

The Subway

Yesterday I went to Zions National Park to hike this canyoneering treck known as The Subway. It's roughly 9 miles up and down a mountain, through a river, repelling, and climbing over rocks through a slot canyon. It's known as The Subway because, well, it looks like one once you descend into the canyon.