Archive for May 4th, 2012

DAYGLOW!

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Lines of college-aged people waited in queues while hudling together for warmth during long stretches of time in the evening cold of late April, many with only undershirts and shorts on, at Western Connecticut State University’s O’Neill Center on the westside campus in anticipation for Dayglow.

Dayglow is a world-wide tour that bills themselves as “The World’s Largest Paint Party.” They say they fuse high-energy music, art, dance and paint.

In my research about Dayglow, their use of paint cannons really reminded me of an Americanized version of the Hindu festival, Holi.

Because of deadline pressures, I missed the paint cannons, which happened later, and was only able to witness 15 minutes of the performance at the beginning of the night, featuring the DJ Apollo V, but those 15 minutes seemed very full of energy that I could understand why people would wait a long time in the cold to attend.

It is also telling that 34 people went to Danbury Hospital that night for mostly alcohol-related problems. Although, Dayglow doesn’t provide alcohol at their events.

I agree with my photo editor who saw these photos as something that speaks to our time. In this moment in time this is how people celebrated life.

When I left the scene I saw that people were still braving the cold in lines just as long as when I first arrived.

Junior Seau (1969-2012)

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Sad news this week about the death of former NFL football star Junior Seau. He was 43, and played in the NFL for twenty seasons. I pulled this photograph from my files. Seau, No. 55, of the San Diego Chargers, is seen here recovering a fumble given up by New York Giants wide receiver Mike Sherrard, during a football game at Giants Stadium, in East Rutherford, NJ on Dec. 23rd, 1995. This was the infamous “snowball game,” when disgruntled Giants fans in the stands took out there frustrations by pummeling players, coaches, referees, and photographers with ice and snowballs. The Chargers defeated the Giants 27-17 that afternoon.

Catch of the day

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A couple of Saturdays ago, I met the sweetest 3-year-old with spunk to spare, Nia McKeithen. When I showed up, she announced, in a very matter-of-fact way, that she was going to catch a fish. Now, I had been watching people fish for the better part of a morning and had yet to witness anyone catching much of anything but I waited and sure enough she made good on that promise. It was very sweet to watch this small child catch her very first fish (not too shabby for only 3). From feeling the first tug to reeling it in, you can really see her excitement in these photos.