Week 10: Environmental Portrait


March 12, 2016 – I don’t know about you, but I had a weird week. Usually, I’m around lots of people. Not this week. Every day, I was solo, or driving two hours to shoot a fifteen minute arraignment, or getting accosted by a drunk man demanding I buy him a sandwich. And then Friday came. What a CRAZY Friday!!! (More on that in a minute). My point in this ramble is to say I never encountered a situation to make a portrait of someone doing their thing. So I grabbed this…


52 WEEK PHOTO CHALLENGE

WEEK 10: Portrait/Environmental

Show a subject in their natural habitat. Their place of work or hobby is a great start. Tell their story with the environment.


Thursday night, I went out to the garage and waited for Brian to come home on his motorcycle so I could capture him in his natural habitat, a garage full of motorcycles. He was a good sport, and even though he didn’t know what I was doing, went along with my directions and didn’t even take his helmet off. What a guy.

Because the garage was dark, with only a small fluorescent light, I had to bump the ISO up to 4000, making for a not particularly sharp photo, but it’s real, not staged, not lit, and I’m okay with that.

But hey. Let’s get to Friday, shall we?

A CAREER FIRST

The assignment:

MAN BARRICADED IN GARAGE WITH HOSTAGE AFTER COPS TRY TO SERVE WARRANT

iPHone Swat

Swat

The conditions:

SPRINKLES STARTED, AND ANABEL REPORTING FOR ABC, DONNED HER SCARF.

Anabel

SPRINKLES TURNED INTO GULLY WASHER! RAIN STORM PUMMELED US FOR TWO HOURS.

Wet News Photog

We laugh and tell Anabel, who was soaked to the bone and freezing:

“This is about as bad as it gets. All day standoff. Pouring rain. Bone chilling cold.”

Yeah. We spoke too soon.

The conclusion:

COPS GET BAD GUY TO RELEASE HOSTAGE, THROW A GAS CANISTER TO FLUSH HIM OUT, AND WE WERE DOWNWIND. YEP! WE GOT GASSED!

Tear Gassed!

Pretty, aren’t we?

If you’ve never been tear-gassed, try not to. It is NO FUN. When I first felt the tickle, I thought, no big deal. I can handle it. Uhhh… no. Here we were, moments from going live, the gas blowing our way, suspect getting flushed out from the gas, I’m trying to shoot his exit even though my eyes were pure liquid fire, and then we got hit so hard, we became completely incapacitated. The folks back in the control room could see what was going on and told us to get out of there.

Lolita and I dashed to the van where we doused our faces in water and stuck them in front of the AC. Once the pain subsided, we got to laughing hysterically. Even the Public Information Officer for Santa Ana PD was laughing so hard he was practically crying. Or maybe that was the tear gas… HA!

Ahhh… the glamorous life of a TV News Photographer.

Until next week’s REFLECTIONS photo…

Later Gator!

1 Response


  • DianeBentley // // Reply

    Wow.,great story and pics!

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