Posts Tagged ‘Nikon D600’

In the morning I went for a walk to explore the neighborhood.

I knew there was a coffee waiting for me somewhere.

They get a lot of mail, okay.

In Texas you have to advertise your cigarettes. In Canada we’re just stupid enough to smoke them anyway.

I think I’ll go in here.

Delicious relief.

Out looking about a bit more.

I found Sebastian Vettel Randall for breakfast.

We are number one at going out for breakfast.

We knew we could do it.

Totally thought that said horses.

Have to give an old girl like this her dues. She’s got so many angles.

Or else.

Peaking through the fence I found this.

Pretty interesting area demographically.

I wanted to see it at night.

Not sure if serious.

Still top of our game. Now with conviction.

Watched this little cat walk all the way up the path of the alley like there was nothing else to do in the day.

Heading downtown.

Encountering a pack of homo photographicus.

So it turns out twitter is good for some thing. After hearing the tip that this new Formula 1 documentary was screening I picked up tickets online, not really knowing what to expect.

We arrive and find the venue is the remarkable 97 year old Paramount Theater and we’re seated across the aisle from Sir Jackie Stewart, Emerson Fittipaldi… no big deal really. Ran in to Ted Kravitz waiting in line for a beer.

As survivors from a much more dangerous era of Formula 1 racing, Stewart and Fittipaldi spoke about their experiences making the sport safer which the film would chronicle in a humbling way.

I found it quite memorable to see that film in a room filled with Formula 1 faces old and new. Everyone in the theatre was so in to it, difficult not to be when it is the life you live and love. It was a great way to kick off our Grand Prix weekend by getting tapped right in to the culture.

Afterwards we looked around downtown a bit more.

I wonder how many laws that’s breaking if it was in Vancouver.

Superbankmobiles.

Ah yes, homo photographicus is always about.

My focus missed but somehow it doesn’t matter.

Suddenly transported back to the barren streets of SoCo.

A bit of not affordable window shopping.

But that jacket was quite nice, I tried it on later in the week.

So that was what happened on Thursday. Next I’ll get to some shots from the track during Friday Practice. Most of them I have never looked at so hopefully they will be fun to edit.

November 14, 2012 could not have been a better day to leave Vancouver.

Randall and I boarded a plane and we spent the next little while in the sky.

That bag might be necessary if you end up viewing this entire post of substantial art.

It’s quite a time to watch all this go by.

Some of these, particularly this frame, deserve to be viewed at higher resolution. That’s not even full res.

Someone missing a helmet.

After finding our accommodations we managed to find the next important thing. Eating in Texas.

Our server was a good salesman. Also yes that tasted good.

We would decline another round, then he would bring more beers. We drank them anyway. We don’t care.

We were totally out of control. We drank so many beers. And pie.

Also we found out that someone else was totally out of control.

Although many businesses had put on a welcoming message, it was quite clear that most of the locals had left town for fear of the F1 masses.

In the next post there will be some additional very exciting photographs such as more pictures of food, some signs, a vehicle and pieces of paper.

Good morning internet! These are just a few shots made back in October shortly after getting my new camera.

Before I get in to the snip snaps, you may have noticed that the URL for my blog has been changed. Over at affectuoso.ca I’ve made a little collection of some of my favourite photographs using a very fancy portfolio format so look at that and be welcome to let me know how you feel about it.

As said this is a bit random but still some stuff I like and want to share. Coming up soon, some photos from my trip Austin last year…

A pair of nice ladies selling sandwiches.

I was reading a book and drinking coffee.

When we stopped in front of Cactus Club this kind woman explained to the bus driver that the reason they keep the lights so low in there is so you can’t read the price on the bill!

What it looks like.

Broadway.

Room at night.

City in the day.

And again in the evening.

 

Have you ever had one of those days where you couldn’t help but feel a bit d600y?

That’s what I thought. Welcome back to my little blog where I’m going to place a little bit of images while I explore some new things.

I got some of mine on too. Nothing like a little 12 string Foggy Mountain Breakdown before the big debate, right?

Right.

Somebody got tired of listening to the bullshit.