i'm your passenger

christy and i drove around a lot today. you could call it scouting, i guess.
i have entire list of all of these architecturally pleasing places to visit. however, winter time hinders us a bit. today it was decided that until more accommodating weather surrounds us, indoor photo shoots will occur on our saturdays.
i also decided today that i need to toughen up if i am ever going to survive in iceland.
here are some of my shots from the day.




it steals my breath...

The Creeps vs. Castle Hill Farm

Castle Hill was Ami's pick for the week and a marvelous at that. In fact, it was a good thing Ami was there to be nice to the boys with guns. I walked by silently with some irritation showing on my face...but she immediately said hello. She's much better with people than I am.

I love the look of abandoned places. The inside of this place was a little ruined by graffiti, but the outside alone was worth the trip. I've never seen half a house before, and there was even an abandoned truck. Perfect. I'd like to go back- preferably at a time when there's no one else there, to explore some more.

I have to say it was so bitterly cold that day. Those cheeks are pink for a reason! No makeup needed. And I could hardly work the camera with those thick gloves on.

Oh, also it needs to be said that working on these pictures was the first time I've ever used photoshop. Ami's a fucking pro, so just know that I have no idea what I'm doing yet.

so it begins

on january 3rd 2009, we decided to begin our photography project. the first location chosen was, castle hill farms.

it was a very cold morning, and upon arriving we were greeted by the sound of rapid gunshots and someone in fatigues running across roof tops. the shots later proved to come from paint ball guns, but imagine our fright. we decided to venture on despite the initial apprehension. with some friendly chit-chat on my end, a treaty between their endearingly nerdy little group and the two of us had been met; there would be no gun shots in the building without a warning first.
seemed fair.
so on we went. with frozen fingers & toes, with wind slap cheeks and red noses. with 16 year old boys curious eyes, with each other, we took photos.