Now, where did I put that extra $14,227.00 dollars? I need it for my new camera?

Just when I thought it was safe to go to the camera stores again it happened. Yep, the web came alive today like a sleeping and vicious dragon waking up hungry. Nope, not talking about the upcoming USA elections I'm talking about the rhythmic pulsations of camera desire fever (CDF) that erupts like a cold sore, regularly,  on YouTube and beyond. 

What's driving today's flurry of fascination? Why it's the launch of the Hasselblad 907X+CFV 100C camera. The latest in a growing market segment of "medium format" cameras based around several different resolution Sony "pixie MF sensors." 

James Popsys, a favorite of mine on YouTube, is very much a landscape photographer and became popular four or five years ago for his strong embrace of Panasonic micro four thirds cameras for his work. In particular, the Panasonic G9. Last year, for no particular reason, he decided that he would move on to full frame cameras and chose the Sony A7X line up. He also flirted, half-heartedly, with a Leica M11 rangefinder camera. But mostly he talks about the actual process of taking photographs. Gear is a small percentage of his content. Which is good.  On most programs in which he reviews cameras he makes a point to say that he found he has no need for the 61+ resolution that some FF cameras now offer. Happy enough with 24 megapixels, etc. 

But this morning there is a brand new video of James sporting the newest Hasselblad and talking its praises. Followed up by the guy on, "The Art of Photography", followed by a new video by Kai (who will review just about anything at the drop of a hat) and then a number of other less popular reviewers. All, simultaneously, just today, dropping their well produced "objective" appraisals of the latest Hasselblad "imaging solution." 

I rushed to B&H's website (no affiliation here although we seem to efficiently share money. I make it and then send it to them on a regular basis. They send back photo stuff in return--not sure I'm ever getting the best side of the deal...)  and breathlessly (well, actually I have pretty good breathe control) looked up the new introductory specs and price of the Hasselblad camera which will, according to the company's own promotional video: "Promote Passion." (A bit creepy?). 

For a mere $14,227.00 (Texas state sales tax included, free shipping) I can be the proud new owner of a basic kit --- which I assembled but did not buy. Yet. It would include the camera and back (100 megapixels. Attachable to older film Hasselblad bodies too) as well as an 80mm f1.9 XCD lens and, well, an extra battery. This would not include an EVF so I would be using the camera in the dirty baby diaper hold, composing and checking focus and exposure on a back LCD. Which I'm pretty sure is O-LED. 

Now, I would gladly part with the cash if the camera offered only one thing... A real medium format sensor. Instead of a slightly larger than FF sensor. Say... something along the lines of a 6x6cm sensor? I'd even settle for a full 645 sensor. But $14K seems a bit much for a pixie medium format sensor - even if it is 100 megapixels. 

To be serious for a moment, considering inflation and the quality of Hasselblad's imaging gear in general, the prices on the body and lens, and especially the batteries, aren't bad at all and it might be worth considering the new 907X body and the CFV100C back if you are a serious advertising/commercial photographer. After all the system is highly modular and the back can be used on older Hasselblad cameras and even on technical view cameras with movements. The price of the body with back, when viewed that way, is certainly not outrageous. While it's not a camera that's aimed at casual travel and street shooters it does nicely advantage a current Hasselblad X2D user who wants a location camera and also a technical camera in the same system. 

My big beef is all about the marketing. It's just so 1990's for all the camera makers to send out gear to popular reviewers along with embargoes on publication dates such that everyone dumps in their reviews into the gaping maw of online media on exactly the same day, nearly all at the same time. It flies in the face of good marketing. If the product is really wonderful everyone rushes to order at once and... BOOM... months long waiting lists blossom and inevitably produces a large tranche of unhappy, wanna-buyers who can't get their hands on the product. And if the product ends up being a tough sell then, too bad, the marketer has launched all their arrows at once and there aren't a lot of opportunities to get the same popular reviewers to revisit the product for a second look just when the product might need additional life support. Or a good, swift, motivational kick. 

There's got to be a better way! And really, give the darn photographers who represent your company's products on the web a couple of months to generate sample images. Two weeks is a rush job and it's already very, very, very tough for some of them to ever produce interesting images. 

I am now searching the couch cushions for spare change and accidentally dropped T-bills. But starting to calm down as I sit at my desk and smile at my dirt cheap but highly capable Fuji GFX, complete with its own Pixie MF sensor. 

Someday my dream camera will arrive. A small, light medium format body with a big square sensor just like the 6x6cm that came standard in my old film cameras. I hope I will still be here when it does land. 

In the meantime the new Hasselblad is very interesting. And the lenses have dropped down into Fuji territory; price-wise. Interesting stuff. Someone is trying hard to re-inflate the Hasselblad balloon. More power to them. But can we space out some of the marketing? Please? I'll need something to read next week as well. 

blog note: M.J. is alive and well and says his surgery went well. Go over to TOP (theonlinephotographer) and check out his message of today. Send him some recovery cheer. He'll be back in the blogging saddle shortly. Can't wait!!!

Gray and foggy. Just the right kind of afternoon to go for a walk through the drizzle and make some dystopian black and white photographs while brushing the water drops off my camera.

 

I've been doing photography all wrong. I have a bunch of fast lenses and I think I toy around with big apertures and dizzy backgrounds way too often. I've also let my mid-2010 fears of horrible color noise piss all over my current camera work. Like an ancient film photographer I try almost desperately to use the lowest ISO I can (commensurate with freezing action and handholding a camera without too much shake) and to "crop in camera" so I don't lose much, if any, precious sensor information. But guess what? It's 2024 and everything changed. 

I saw a black and white photograph on a Finnish photographer's YouTube channel. He was showing how he does street photography in the freezing cold, with big, fat snowflakes flying around fast as hail. He showed one urban street scene, in black and white, and the technical information over to the side of his composition said that the image was done with a 35mm lens with the aperture stopped down to f16. 

I looked at the image for a long time. I liked seeing all the sharp details going back toward the very rear of the frame. I'd finished my work for the day so I picked up the Fuji GFX camera and the 35-70mm Fuji lens and drove down to our urban center. Unlike my new inspiration's hometown streets mine are almost completely devoid of pedestrian traffic so I couldn't capture hordes of people emerging from train stations or buying hot drinks from street vendors, etc. But I did what I could while enjoying the basic thrill of being happily mobile and with enough energy to power the adventure. 

I set the camera to shoot Jpegs and instead of using the Tri-X formula I've been obsessed with I just set the camera to the Acros black and white film simulation that comes standard with the camera. I set the aperture to f16 but every once in a while I needed to open up to f11 just to get a handhold able shutter speed. After a while though I realized I was letting old habits influence my settings so I threw caution to the wind and set the ISO all the way up to 6400. And left it there. Remarkably, at least to me, is that the difference between 3200 and 6400 ISO files isn't much. The files looked pretty good and the noise was well controlled. 

I didn't shoot any masterpieces today but I had a lot of fun figuring out, in spite of the prejudices pounded into my brain for decades,  new settings that take advantage of what modern, modern cameras are capable of and how these "features" will probably change the way I photograph with digital cameras. 

I was back into my neighborhood in time to get a couple bottles of wine. I'm invited to a dinner party at a photographer's house and I didn't want to arrive empty handed. He suggested wine and it sounded like a good idea to me.

Here's a sample from today's walk. 

I'll toss in some captions below, if I have time. 

Blognote: If you are here for the first time from Michael Johnston's site then welcome! If you love the way MJ writes you'll probably hate my writing style. Oil and water ("methinks"). But be patient. I'm sure he's doing well and will be back up and writing again shortly. We post a lot more photos here. Not always sure that's a benefit. Or a feature. But that's how it is. Enjoy.

Resident photographer banging away in the drizzling rain. 

Such a large ego that he can never pass up a reflective surface. 

I don't know what kind of business "Tox" is and I'm not sure I want to find out.

But the big graphic seemed fun to me and, again, a reflective surface. 

Not anymore. Lance Armstrong's bike shop on 4th St. is closed. 

They moved somewhere else close by but are no longer in the café/coffee biz.

Yep. There it is. The Texas family "car."

Damn. Pick-up trucks are ugly. I shot this because I love the way the 

ancient cars look in Robert Frank photos. Someday these will be ancient cars.

We had dense fog today and clouds of steam wending their way down the streets in

the downtown area. It was like a movie set with fog machines. 

Keens. It's always either Keens or Birkenstocks.

Either way it's nearly always with socks in the winter months. 

Get over it.

The holiday decor is gone. The clubs are taking a break.

The deep depth of field from the f16 aperture is fun when you combine the effect with lots of reflections in windows. 

Another variation of a Texas luxury vehicle. Such sleek lines. 

So aerodynamic. ... 

Mommie. Help. I spent all my allowance on a brutally depreciating asset. 

Can I have an advance on next month's allowance?

Mannequin season is year round. See real human on the far right hand edge of the frame....

A miniaturized residential nuclear power reactor. Naw. It's some relic from an old, coal power plant. Long since turned into a mixed use shopping and residential center. Yes, of course there's a Trader Joe's. 

 

The two above? No clue. 

Below? OT. Be wary. 

today's swim was glorious. Jane and I shared a lane and pounded out 3100 good yards for coach Jen. Something luxurious about swimming in rain and fog. Poor coach, standing there in the rain on the deck. Hell, as long as there's no lightning I'm always ready for a swim. 

Since Mike is off today I'll go ahead and also mention lunch:  gobs of 2% Greek Yogurt (unsweetened, of course), half a cup of muesli, half a cup of chopped up walnuts, half a cup of fresh, organic blueberries, half a cup of fresh, organic blackberries, mixed together with wild abandon. Tap water as a beverage.

Protein, two servings of fruit, Omega 3 from the walnuts. Fiber and minerals from the muesli. I might not live forever but..... just sayin'

Slightly OT: I listened to YouTube advice and applied it on Sunday morning. "Photograph what you love..."

 

front gate.

I was dismayed to read a 65 year old pronounce that 65 was the starting gate for "old age." I guess because of genetics and life experiences, and luck, aging is different for everyone. No one (except other swimmers) listens but I'm pretty sure I've found the "fountain of youth." It's called rigorous daily exercise. And the neat thing is that everyone gets to pick the rigorous daily exercise that they'd like to do. I've chosen swimming. Since the age of five. And I have to say that it provides me with so many anti-aging advantages that I'm dumbfounded that people aren't rushing to swimming pools and getting ready to get their laps in. 

A good workout can provide a mix of aerobic, anaerobic and HIIT (High Intensity Interval Training) sets altogether in the space of an hour. And on metabolic tests competitive swimmers who swim four or five day a week (or more) measure up to twenty years younger when compared with the general population on basic health metrics. Add in some yoga and some weight training and it's pure gold. 

But I think the other thing that keeps some at least feeling young (which is half the battle) is allowing themselves to be silly, funny, and a hell of a lot more immature than others. I can't speak for anyone else but most of the time I still feel like a kid cutting class in college. And it feels delicious. 

One of the guys who might be a photographer but surely has a channel on YouTube was "teaching" other photographers that a sure way to stay motivated is to photograph things that you love. Animated or inanimate. And I was thinking about that as I drove by the pool on Sunday. So I pulled into the parking lot and went inside.

I'd been there a couple hours earlier at our weekly Sunday swim practice and I was remember how cold it was. Down in the 20s. And, as you can see, our pool is outside. But what you might also be able to see are the clouds of steaming rising up off the surface of the water and into the air. 

We workout in the warm womb of 81° water but there are those 30 to 60 seconds at the end in which you have to pull yourself up into the 20° air, sopping wet, deal with the shock of the additional windchill and get your ass into the locker room as quickly as you can. That will surely wake you up and keep you young. No doubts about it.

I think being in the pool and swimming with 30 or 40 long time swim friends keeps me fit and happy and so I include the pool in the subjects that I've come to love. Even on the least hospitable days. Doubly hard when it's still dark outside...

The pool is certainly applicable for a photo project. Now in progress.

dreadful weather. see the insulated pool covers in the foreground?

Those cover the shallow section. 

We have to cover the whole pool when the workouts are done.

I didn't have the right camera in the car. 

I had the GFX with the CZ 50mm Milvus attached.

Just for grins I set the aspect ratio to 16:9. Did 

it vignette? You betcha.

Believe me. When you have 20° temps and wind gusts of 30-40 MPH 

you don't want to be fooling around practicing your racing starts 

from the blocks...

In addition to our masters workouts in the morning the pool is 

open until 4 pm on Sundays to serve those intrepid, individual 

lap swimmers. No takers on this day around noon...

Back up lane lines. Someone is thinking ahead.

run, swim, climb, walk briskly, etc. Stay young. Be happy.

I had occasion to use a camera bag again. It cemented my belief that the original size Domke bags in the waxed canvas finish are the best. Suck it Billingham.

 

just the right size for a day of working or walking. 

perfectly compromised padding. Not too much but not too little. Not too bulky but not too floppy.

One body with a normal lens on it and then space for up to four more lenses. That makes it a great "day bag." 

Doesn't add much weight to the shoulder that gets to carry it. Can't believe how big and heavy some bags get. Part of the problem is bringing too much gear but another part of the problem is bags that weigh too much empty; to begin with.

Affordable. I'm not particularly poor but I just can't justify spending over $200 USD on a camera bag that's meant mostly to be a convenient way to carry just a few pieces of gear. But in a total disconnection I do have two of these bags. One in brown (older) and one in green (newer) so I suppose if I were rational, and possessed of a certain fashion sense, I could have one Billingham bag instead. To my chagrin I'd never be able to pull off the accent that surely must go along with those bags... Could feel like mud wrestling in your nicest cardigan sweater...cashmere?

I kid. I'm sure Billingham bags are nice. Like the Jaguar automobile of camera luggage. 

I've had Domke bags of various sizes for more than 30 years. They all functioned wonderfully. An acquaintance, Henry White, also swears by them. And a rosier endorsement I just don't think you'll find. Sure beats the days when photographers carried around all their gear in metal suitcases from Halliburton. 

I carried this bag with me to my ad agency assignment last week. It was filled with a Leica SL fitted with a 75mm f1.9 VM lens, a Leica CL, a Sigma 56mm f1.4 lens for the CL, extra batteries for both cameras and a small Godox flash unit. Also, a phone, a small notebook and a Kershaw pocket knife. And it was still comfortable to carry around.

For me? It's the gold standard. We have some bigger Domkes for more involved projects. They are great as well. Oh, and some smaller Domke canvas bags for those times when you just want to carry an M camera and one or two extra lenses. Hmmmm. I hardly realized I liked the product line so much. 

Don't buy one because I like them. I won't make any money from your purchase and you may hate it. Remember that Duane Michals used to carry his cameras and film in a shopping bag. Even when working for big, national clients. The bag is not the thing.

Fun with medium format film scans.

 

Calvin and Ben (in goggles) playing in the splash pool at a swim meet. 

Mamiya6 camera. 75mm lens. Film = Fuji Reala

Yes. It's a bit crazy but I used to take my medium format film cameras to swim meets and I used it for fun images that didn't require long lenses or fast frame rates. I found a couple thousand negatives done with medium format film cameras at various swim meets and decided to scan a few.  

A couple of observations about converting MF film to digital files:

If you used a good lab for film development you got back film with very little dirt or garbage on it. 

If you stored your film in archival pages, inside archival covers, you probably won't have any problems with environmental contaminants affecting the dies. At least in the short term (25 years?). 

If you work in a clean environment you'll get to spend less time cloning out dust spots. 

You don't need a stand alone app or an Adobe plug-in to invert and color correct your images. Click on the black surround (film edge = see above, bottom of the frame....) with an eyedropper for shadows (set to zero) in "levels." Then use the mid-tone eyedropper in "levels" to set a mid-tone. Tone-wise everything should fall into place. Then it's just a matter of using your color controls to zero on on color. Start with your white balance settings and once you are set there go into your magenta/green hue settings and fine tune. Add contrast (you'll likely need it), tweak exposure and color more carefully and you are done. Don't let "perfect" rob you of the pleasure of playing with your film when "good enough" is just great. 

I chose to work on this color negative today as an antidote to the cold, damp weather outside. I'm printing it out large (13x19 inches) and hanging it on my wall till the weather improves. 

Glad I ditched work to make it to every swim meet. Priorities, priorities....

On the (slightly tattered) red carpet.

"street photo" taken on a lovely afternoon in Montreal. 2023.

Yeah. It was on the desktop...

 It's been pouring down rain since late last night. Nothing around me has flooded yet but it's cold, gray, dismal and wet outside. The first day in a while that I've really just felt like staying in the studio, running the little space heater and working on scanning more old negatives. To what end? I'm not really sure but like most men I seem to enjoy the process of trying to master some things. In this case, making digital copies/files from analog film. And so far it's coming along well enough.

When I sit down at the desk to work on content I always take a look at the desktop first. The sprawl of icons that end up on my screen. The imaging icons seem to breed like little rabbits and, if left unchecked will soon cover my entire workspace. So, every once in a while (like when I am weather-limited) I take a few minutes to build a new folder on a big hard drive and put all the orphaned and recently used images them into it. Maybe I call it: "11a-Desktop Images Archive started Jan-2024, various." I have no real system so next time I'm just as likely to label a similar folder in a completely different way.

After talking to a few advertising people last week, on one of my adventures to photograph people in their locations, I got the disquieting feeling that the range of potential, human-created, real images needed for advertising content is narrowing again. Mostly due to generative artificial intelligence. The preponderance of cheaply available stock photos which can then be used as the basis for computer manipulated images is part of the trend as is the continuing spread of easy to use machine driven imaging. It's just too easy and too available for many advertising agencies (themselves struggling to profit...) to pass up. What it means for working photographers is pretty obvious. Less work. 

I seem to have, over the years, picked a niche that is still intact. That is the making of portraits of real people inside real businesses, corporations, associations, etc. Even in advertising, to this point, people have desired authentic images of real people, though this small spur specialty is sure to change. 

Were I at the starting line in the photography business I'd be concerned. Existentially concerned. But having labored so long in the vineyards of image creation I now see the trend as just another trend. And I take comfort in knowing that there are plenty of "old hands" in the adverting and marketing sectors who will likely always prefer the ways of doing stuff that they grew up with. And are growing older with. And as some have said, maybe photographing real people in authentic situations will become a popular push back to the generative A.I. technology wave in the same way as vinyl is to the music industry. Or film photography is to digital. It'll be a small part of the overall market but the reality is that smaller trends like these have mostly been rich veins for people that can figure out both the appeal and the markets. 

I feel insulated from the shock of changing markets at this point. But I'm interested in seeing where the wave is going. Working with old film negatives from big medium format cameras is certainly piquing my interest in going backwards for some of the personal work I'd like to do. So far using the MF digital cameras in the way I always used MF film cameras is keeping the desire to retrograde to film gear in check but... we'll see how long the resistance persists. 

I keep thinking I should pare down my camera inventory but .... to what end? I like the stuff I have and until Leica makes something really enticing I don't have much motivation to change up or down. I'm reasonably certain that we'll see an SL3 in the next few months. Equally convinced that it will have a 61 megapixel sensor and phase detect AF. All very nice. But I'm not getting the full impact of the 47 megapixel cameras I already have. Still, it's fun to see the slow motion churn of Leica products while knowing full well that the waiting lists for them will make actually owning one something to look forward to in about a year from now. Or longer. 

In the meantime my love affair with the 10+ year old Leica M240 cameras continue unabated. I seem to have maxed out the useful collection of lenses for the little system and I'm a bit embarrassed that none of the lenses is from Leica. Two of the lenses I use for that system are from Carl Zeiss (28, 35) while the other two (50, 75) are from Voigtlander. Ah, the beauty of a mount no longer protected by patents.... 

All four of the lenses are wonderful. All work well now that I've profiled the wide angles. The M cameras are wonderful to shoot, hold and fondle. And, at around $2500 for good, used examples, they are actually affordable --- especially when paired with used, non-Leica lenses. So much fun. 

Well. Back to work. I've got film to scan. Or copy. Suit yourself when it comes to terminology. I know I will. 

About to schedule the third big tranche of work for January. Amazing to me.

Just thinking about what it must have been like to grow up with a photographer father...

 All my other careers; the advertising agency, teaching at the University of Texas at Austin, short order cook and teaching assistant, were long relegated to the rear view mirror before Mr. B. arrived on the scene. By the time he joined the family I had been doing photography as my sole source of income for something like ten years. I never stopped to think about how different our lives were from families in which the parents had "real" jobs. 9 to 5. Two weeks of vacation. Some sort of financial security. Not a lot of free time.

For most of his life at home I worked in the same office I do now. It's a converted garage and storage building that's situated about 12 steps from the front door of the house. Sometimes, when I was playing around with a camera in the office I'd remember that I had a "model" right across the walkway and I'd grab the camera and head into the house. B. was usually very patient and understanding. At least in his younger years. Of course, there were a few times in those teenaged years when he wasn't thrilled about being unpaid talent. 

He always has had a very practical bent which is something I first became aware of when he was quite young. Maybe four or five years old. I was out working in the studio with a marketing director from Zach Theater. We were making photographs of cute, female models (young adults) dressed up as Santa's elves to promote the perennial holiday season productions. The marketing director was also a family friend and, on the spur of the moment he decided that the perfect addition to one of our shots would be to have a cute, young child kiss one of Santa's elves on the cheek. 

I told the ad guy, Jim, that a house policy was that we couldn't push Mr. B. into being talent for anything he didn't want to do and that, additionally, he would negotiate his own terms having learned early on that all clients have budgets and no one should give away time, talent or content for free (if only I had learned that lesson I would have saved a lot of time by not blogging....). 

I went in the house to ask B. if he would come out and listen to Jim's proposal for an ad. He was happy to. Jim walked him through the concept and then my four or five year old exclaimed, "Kiss a girl??? No way. Sorry." Jim was persistent and started offering the kind of payment he thought would appeal to a young child. He suggested that after the shoot we could all go to Amy's Ice Cream (an Austin legendary ice cream shop/the best!!!) and he could get anything he wanted. 

B. smiled and said, "I can already get that from my parents. No deal." To this day I'm not sure any amount of bribery would have been enough to move him off dead center. I was proud though that he stuck to his guns and didn't crumble. He politely excused himself and went back into the house. I made a note that in the future we'd always offer him scale if we asked him to be talent on a real shoot...

Most kids have parents who go away to work. When the kids get older they also go away to school. Everyone meets back at the house in time for dinner. Not so at our house. If I wasn't booked I'd be in the office doing paperwork or marketing or something else to move the whole enterprise of photography along. Most days either me or my assistant was there to meet the school bus in the afternoon.  I was at home/in the office on both occasions of my kiddo breaking an arm at school (3rd grade). His mom was working a "real" job in downtown by then so I was usually on call for school emergencies. Each time I was over to his school in minutes. Single digit minutes. On one broken arm (falling from the top of the jungle gym...) episode my team and I were in the middle of a shoot. We were using our large living room in the house. We had three or four people from the ad agency, a stream of models coming and going, a make up person and my cracker jack assistant, Renae. 

In the middle of the shoot Renae walked over and handed me the phone. "Can you take a message?" I asked. "No! You'll want to take this call." She said, emphatically. She was right. It was the elementary school principal calling to let me know that B. had possibly broken his arm at recess. I was out the door so fast it was like a cartoon. I got to the school. Evaluated B. Splinted his arm with a magazine (Thank You! Boy Scouts of America. And thanks for the first aid merit badge!!!) and rushed him to the hospital. Platinum level parenting service. The pediatric orthopedic surgeon on call was someone I knew from the pool. And someone B. also knew and was comfortable with (kids the same age). 

I was thrilled to secure the volunteer job of official photographer for ten years in a row for B.'s summer swim team at our club. I did the group shots of 150+ kids ranging from 4 to 18, and I photographed all the kids swimming their events at the swim meets. It was a big job but I got to watch every race B. and his friends swam... and it was a blast. 

Later, once he was in high school, B. took a semester of video production and video editing. We did a role reversal. Now he was the expert and I was the student. He fixed more of my videos for clients with a keen eye and a strong arm on the tiller than I would really like to admit. 

For the last three years of high school he ran cross country. I never missed a meet. I also never missed getting up at some ungodly hour of the morning and driving him to 6:30 a.m. cross country practice at Zilker Park. I really had to. My dad did the same for me when I swam in middle school and high school. Only back then our workouts started at 5:30 a.m. Paying it forward? At least after delivering him to cross country workouts I could head straight to the pool and begin my own exercise...

We talked often about freelance work, photography work, video work, writing, and how all the finances worked. He paid attention. If there is one thing I think I taught him it's that you can do whatever you like in life and you can figure out how to make it successful, if you want to. Sometimes it's up to doing hard work and long hours, sometimes it's more important to be a good negotiator, but mostly it's critical to believe in yourself and to set boundaries for those with whom you work. Good relationships with clients and crew are the glue that binds everything together at work.

I have mountains of photos of the kid but I'm very careul about what I post because I know his privacy is important to him. He's not a typical millennial. You won't find much of him on social media. He's okay being mostly off the grid. 

I'm happy he moved back to Austin after his four years at universities, split between the North East U.S. and also Seoul, S. Korea. It means we get to see him at least every Sunday evening for a family dinner. More often if we have something special to celebrate. Or if I can wrangle him for a weekday lunch halfway between our houses. With a few exceptions we haven't missed a Sunday in at least three years. And always we're talking about my work and his work. And where marketing is headed. And how photography has changed. And how tech companies are using images. And, sadly or happily (not sure), I've come to grips with the realization that he's far smarter and more capable than I was at his age. More grounded and focused. A better skier, runner and rock climber too. Gosh, now I feel like such a fitness slacker...

The image at the top was taken on one of those easy Summer afternoons when I stepped into the house to grab a cold drink from the fridge. The light was coming through the double French doors in the dining room and I picked up the Hasselblad camera that was usually sitting on the dining room table, figured the exposure in my head and asked him to stand still. I shot five frames and then we were both off again, back on our own projects. It was nice to be around for the photo opportunities. It's easy to miss stuff; important stuff, if work is always the priority. 

Nice now to have a kind, bright and well launched kid. (oops. Adult). Wouldn't trade that feeling for all the Leicas in the world. 

Tech: Available light. Tripod. Medium format camera. Short telephoto lens. Tri-X film. Scanned from the negative here in the office.