I had low expectations for the "dive in movie" I had to shoot tonight. Fortunately I was wrong. I played with the light a little. A remote light fired with a pocket wizard produced the above shot. And the pool lights made for some shadowy goodness in the other photos. 
Here he is, dropping a fly ball hit right to him in center field. It was the second time he dropped a fly ball that day. As I was leaving the field to turn in my photos, another fly ball went his way. He dropped that one too. I felt so bad for him.
And here he is, doing a face plant in the dirt. He slid too early and got picked off scrambling back to second. 
And I was just wondering if there was any way covering summer American Legion baseball could be less appealing to me. How about covering American Legion baseball in the rain? Fun.
These are from a 100 year celebration for a small Arkansas town. The rain, unfortunately put a damper on the festivities. The few people that were there were kind of standing around not doing much. I still had to come back with something though.
I got new glasses today, and I think they are super cool. So cool, I had to get a snazzy new haircut to match. Now I just need to get the styling down.
I was impressed with how spry this old man was, doing a little flat footing at an Arkansas statehood anniversary celebration.
The annual FeatherFest event came back to town this weekend, and I got tapped to shoot the two-day event the last three days. The first day shooting the setup and preparation was fine. Once the festival actually started, however, I felt tapped out really quick. Today I kind of wandered in a daze trying to see an interesting picture I may have previously missed. Today was the last day, so hopefully I've shot my last FeatherFest photo until next year. Here are a couple of the photos from the last few days I kind of liked.
Maybe it was all the hype- the overload of Internet buzz from bloggers falling all over themselves to jump on the Arcade Fire bandwagon. Maybe I just wasn't into that kind of music at the time. Whatever the reason, I decided a while ago that Canadian group Arcade Fire wasn't my thing. 
I get to be a foster parent this summer. My former roommate/current landlord Jeff is going to study abroad this summer as part of his law school curriculum, so I agreed to watch his dog. I honestly don't mind taking care of his dog, "Boo." She's great, very well behaved and can catch a Frisbee like nobodies business. The problem, however, is "Luby."
I don't fault Jeff on his first dog's name. Boo came to him already named. The name Luby, however, is not going to fly. So I've decided to rename the thing Radley (You know, as in Boo Radley, from "To Kill A Mockingbird." I thought it was clever). He already responds to Luby, so I think I might try introducing the new name slowly. I'll start out calling him Ludy for a few days, then Rudy, then Rady and then finally switch over to Radley. Hey, I've got all summer.
In the addition to some of the 20 questions posted on Chip Litherland's blog, little kids have started asking me a question I never used to get before. It is kind of disturbing. I was asked this question again today when I shot this group kids playng in the sand during a last-week-of-school field trip.
In the late afternoon the field is half covered by shade. I tried to use it to my advantage as the starting pitcher got pulled after a poor start. The games Sunday were kind of boring. Arkansas breezed to a 6-0 win with little effort in the first game, then kind of rolled over to lose in the finals. They made a minor surge at the end to make it a one-point game, but it wasn't enough. That was good news for me, because my Arkansas-doing-bad photos were so much better than my Arkansas-doing-good pics. It seems like that should happen naturally, but it doesn't. If I had a dollar for every time I have a great losing shot in a game a team actually won...well, I'd have, like, $67.50 or so. 
Outake from a Hispanic population project
Looking to his golf partner for help
Firefighters save the day
Arkansas falls to the Crimson Tide
My Stan Heath press conference photo, reborn at a writing workshop. Neither photo saw print. Maybe it's not as good as I think. 
Memorial Day flags
I hadn't really intended to include this group in my lineup of Austin City Limits musicians. I'm not even sure I will actually see them when it comes time for the big music festival in the fall. This Swedish threesome, however, caught my attention with a pretty catchy little song. Some online buzz over the past week courtesy of Kayne West didn't hurt their cause either.
My photo editor is usually pretty good about filtering out bad photo requests and non events when making photo assignments. Today, however, a couple of random assignments fell through the cracks.
