Tori Washington & The Cornbread Crusted Salmon

04.04.10

#nowplaying – “Desert” by Emille Simon

Oh mon amour, mon âme soeur. Je compte les jours, je compte les heures. Je voudrais te dessiner dans un desert. Le desert de mon coeur. Oh mon amour, ton grain de voix. Fait mon bonheur à chaque pas. Laisse moi te dessiner dans un desert. Le desert de mon coeur.

Oh mon amour, mon coeur est lourd. Je compte les heures, je compte les jours. Je voudrais te dessiner dans un desert. Le desert de mon coeur. Oh mon amour, je passe mon tour. J’ai deserté les alentours. Je te quitte, voila c’est tout.

Oh mon amour, je passe mon tour. J’ai deserté les alentours. Je te quitte, voila c’est tout. Dans la nuit parfois, le nez à la fenêtre. Je t’attendais et je sombre. Jetez au vent mes tristes cendres, voila!

Every Other Thursday.

04.02.10

#nowplaying – “Amnesia” by Blu

What’s the word? I’ve been somewhat sick over the past 3 days, but I’ve been well enough to shoot! Which is a good thing. Recently I sat in on a photoshoot by Davide Anderson with my homie Lyuba, and what was supposed to be a 2 hour rendezvous, developed into a 8 hour trek throughout the inner city.

Over the week, I’ve been thinking a lot about the things that I need in my life to progress dynamically. Surprisingly, one of the things that I need the most is time. Having time & funding to work on your own schedule, freely, makes a large difference in your output and creative levels. Honestly, this year I really need to put myself in a position where I can spend more time with myself. The past weekend I spent days on end in my space, listening to classical piano and editing photos, as well as brainstorming new premises, and clarifying my plan of action over the next year.

Detroit is such a beautiful city for growing, but once you’ve out grown the city it can only be damaging to you. Right now I am at the age where I really need constant exposure to dynamic situations, and that is one thing that it is difficult for this city to provide. I’ve already grown enough here; ce qui est fait n’est plus à faire.

We entered this Polish import/art store filled with dope woodwork & cultural ornaments, some made up to 40 years ago. They had a cabinet of hundreds of uniquely handcrafted wood boxes; all ranging from $20 to $150. If you like cigar boxes, or your store things in wood boxes/chests as I do, buying one of these would be ideal.

Of course, I would never document another shoot from another photographer. Not only out of respect, but because there are TOO MANY CAMERA SNOBS who walk into other people’s space, and because of their age, equipment provisions, or mindset, feel that they have the need to advise other photographers of their presence. Honestly, that’s an ignorant thing to do. Once again, you can check out Davide Anderson’s work, here :

www.davidephotography.com
www.davidephotography.com
www.davidephotography.com

If you look at my camera strap(in the third photo from the top), you’ll see that I’ve REMOVED THE CANON 5D MARK II STRAP FROM THE BODY, AND REPLACED IT WITH A CUSTOM MADE STRAP. I’ve done this simply to prevent the prejudice from “Tech-Heads” who judge your skill level from the gear that you use or your lens set up (I’ll be writing further on this soon). Judge my work, by my work.

Even though I missed sunrise, I was able to watch the sunset during dinner, which was HELLA DOPE. Life is beautiful. In reality, life is amazing, constantly. We are blessed to live and breathe new experiences everyday. The difference is, some people don’t really sit back and take the time to enjoy what life has to offer, in that moment in time.

By the end of the day, we were both exhausted from all the picture taking; I actually ran out of battery power several times before this last shot. But it was all good. I was totally done.