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Organizing Information

Organizing Information

Writing non-fiction, a writer is basically organizing information (facts, data, analysis, observations) for your audience. It’s creative filtering, using words, sentences, and paragraphs to make sense of the world.

With photography, a photographer does much of the same, but uses portraits, pictures, and projects to organize visual information and tell a story to an audience. 

Words are the basic units of measurement when writing. In photography, it’s the individual photograph. But for both, it takes talent and experience to make those basic units do work in an audience’s mind. What do they say when put together?

Taking photos is fun, but organizing information is where photography’s true power shines through.

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Introducing Musicians In Jackson

Banjo Mike Evans

After two years of work, interviews, and shooting, my newest community portrait project, Musicians In Jackson, is live and available. 

The project, like my previous Artists In Jackson project, is available on the web and in book form. It features local musicians doing interesting things. Each of them represents a unique facet of Jackson’s creative community, from musical theatre to rap to folk, and many styles and media channels in between. 

Together, they help make our small Midwestern city a great place to live, work, and play. They help entertain us, heal us, remind us, and connect us. Our musical scene is small, but tight-knit, and gets a ton of support thanks to local venues that value arts and culture. Jackson musicians are just as talented as anywhere else.

Musicians In Jackson took longer than I expected, and I struggled along the way to get the portraits, interviews, and stories done. Something snapped in me earlier this year, where I said to myself, “Enough is enough.” This summer, I made an arbitrary deadline – autumn 2019 – put it out into the world, and then worked like hell to finish the project. 

And here it is. I’m excited to share these 14 local musicians with you, and I ask for your support: purchase the book, visit the website, and help me spread the word. 

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Apple Picking

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Not that I need another one, but I started a new hobby: cider making.

Luckily, our neighbors and the in-laws have apple trees weighed down with apples this year. That meant plenty of fruit for the juicing and fermenting I had in mind.

I’ve long been a cider fan – an apple fan in general – and consider owning an orchard one of my retirement goals. Somewhere along the line, I got the bug to try my hand and making my own hard cider, taking advantage of all the modern brew making equipment and methods. Right here in town, we have a home brewery store with all the supplies I need. That, with some online advice, and I could easily give a batch a try.

There’s a lot to do: wash the apples, juice the apples, sterilize the equipment, add the yeast, feed the yeast, etc. 

But first, I had to grab six little hands to help me pick and wash apples from the neighborhood. 

Away we go.

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Blurry Picture for Cameras

Jackson, Michigan

Om Malik brings some insight from the server industry to modern-day camera sales:

Sony and its brethren have taken a page from the Sun playbook. They keep pushing cameras that have features, like higher megapixels, that most people don’t use or don’t care about. And the executives don’t seem to get a key fact about the market reality: what we do with cameras and photos has changed

After peaking in 2012, camera and lens sales have slid downward. Not as many people need fancy cameras when a smartphone camera will do just fine.

Cameras may not disappear entirely, but they might be sold to fewer and fewer professionals and hobbyists.

As with Om, my 2005-era Canon 5D is all I’ll probably ever require in a camera (and I’m not alone). Why upgrade when I have all that I need? 

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Pictured Rocks

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Even in a state filled with natural wonders, it’s still easy to be impressed by Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore.

During our holiday, we spent time inside and outside the park, exploring the wooded paths down sandstone bluffs as well as cruising past the cliffs along Lake Superior. Both were scenic and humbling.

It’s a long drive, and a long boat ride, from one end of the park to the other. Along the way, we tried to take in as much as we could. 

On the cruise, we sat next to a German couple, the guy had one of those big Nikon rigs with a couple of the big zoom lenses. I did the best I could with my aging (but still handy) Canon EOS M with a 22mm (35mm equiv.) lens. 

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God’s Country

Cross the bridge into Michigan’s Upper Peninsula and you come into a different world.

Vast stretches of nothing. Straight, empty highways for as far as you can see. Water and forests and wetlands surrounded by three Great Lakes. Quiet and old and wild.

After our trip to Door County, Wisconsin, last year, we wanted a similar upper Midwest experience. We picked Munising as our home base, with a little cabin out in the middle of the Hiawatha National Forest, and ventured out into God’s Country to see all of that different world stuff.

We started the trip halfway there, in St. Ignace, right across the Mackinac Bridge from Mackinaw City. Like its neighbor across Lake Michigan, St. Ignace is a tourist town, but much quieter, and much less gaudy. After one night, the sun came up over Lake Michigan and we made the long trek through the U.P. to see Whitefish Point, sticking out into Lake Superior, and then on to our cabin in the woods.

Each day was an adventure – and a drive, since nothing was close by up here. That meant a lot of time in the car, and a lot of entertaining little kids, but once we got out and into the fresh air, we did our best to tire them out.

We were all tired. That was the point.

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Glass City Sharing

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It’s hot here in the Glass City. My pal Neff and I get here right at high noon, when the pavement is radiating late June, and walk around downtown grabbing photos of this very quiet midwestern city.

Quiet, except for the speed boat races out on the Maumee River. That was a new one, and it drew a decent crowd.

By sundown, the heat had subsided enough for us to take in a Mud Hens game – a rare summer treat, with our combined kids and jobs and lives, that we haven’t been able to enjoy since our college days.

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Flower Girls

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Here’s another quick project: Grab the kids, find a trail, and start shooting.

I used to do more of this type of work, coming up with a simple idea and grabbing the family to execute it. Now, with a busy life, it’s harder to think this way.

Thank goodness for my wife, who saw a sunny evening and a trail full of spring flowers and got us out of the house.

Small, lovely steps.

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Corners

Projects don’t need to be fancy, or long, or all that involved.

Sometimes, all you need is an idea and a bit of time to see it through. In this case, it was playing in the backyard with the kids and wondering, how many corners can I find?

This has been my way out of a recent photography slump: simply shooting what’s around me, and finding something creative to say with my everyday surroundings.

Spring and summer means more time outside, more birthday parties and events, more walking and ice cream shop visits and hiking. All creative fuel for making photos. All slump busters.

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Leaving a ‘Legacy’

It’s true: I take a lot of photos of our kids.

So many pictures that, when it comes round to the end of the year and I work on our annual photo book, I can never fit all the photos I take.

It makes me wonder: what will the kids remember? Which photos will the kids treasure? Will they care at all? Or will they see dad as a fussy ol’ snapshot artist?

Hard to say! But I keep snapping away, regardless.

Here’s what I do know: when my mom passed away, I didn’t care about getting anything else but our photo albums from when we were kids. I poured over those albums growing up, and in a lot of ways those pictures helped anchor my memories. As a kid, the past is fuzzy. But with photos, it can come to life.

Maybe that’s all the legacy we need.

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