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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.

Baseball is Back

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When I photograph a baseball game it brings me back to my time growing up in Iowa. I always followed the Chicago Cubs, especially with an announcer like Harry Caray singing “Take Me Out to the Ballgame,” I was hooked on baseball for life.

It also helped that “Field of Dreams” was filmed a short drive away, too. Somewhere amongst our family’s dusty photo albums in our basement are prints of me rounding the bases on the same field where the 1919 White Sox practiced in the movie.

With this background I sometimes don’t see baseball as merely a sport but a pastime closer to religion.

My ability in playing the game, however, never matched my enthusiasm for the sport. I must have been close to breaking the Little League’s all-time strikeout record. So I gladly sit in the stands and watch the pros do it.

Though when I go back home to Iowa I sometimes find myself in the middle of a corn field listening for a voice, “It could be, it might be. It is! A home run! Holy cow!”

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Another Satisfied Customer!

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Thomas McCarthy, 11, reacts as his hair is shaved off, during a St. Baldrick’s Foundation fundraiser to fight childhood cancer at Baker Pediatrics on Park Avenue in Trumbull, Conn. on Saturday April 14, 2012. McCarthy and five of his fellow teammates from the little league team, the CT Hitmen, and the coach Chris Carrafello, came out to get their heads shaved for the event. The CT Hitmen raised over $1200 towards cancer research.

Meeting Extraordinary People

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There are many amazing things about being a photojournalist. Holding the powerful to account, capturing historical events but one of my favorites is having access to meet extraordinary people.

Such was the case of meeting Vicky Angelo. A little more than a year ago at the age of 19, Angelo was involved in a car accident that left her paralyzed.

She has not given up hope. “This is a fight. I feel stronger every day,” Angelo said to our reporter Sandra Fox.

I felt humble photographing somebody who has been through so much. It was a privilige to have been able to spend time witnessing her path to recovery.

The Woodbridge Running Company in Brookfield will hold the We Care 5K road race at 9 a.m. on Sunday, April 29th with the net proceeds going to assist the Angelo family with its medical costs.

Dance

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When I go to assignments I sometimes inadvertently try to emulate someone’s work I admire. So with this dancing assignment it had to be Edgar Degas, of course. Though, I can only hope to achieve a mere sliver of what he has accomplished, I just hope people will enjoy the images and come away with a better understanding of the event.

Last week Sonya Tayeh, choreographer from the TV show “So You Think You Can Dance,” gave a private dance lesson to students of the Seven Stars Dance School at Sciortino’s Restaurant in Brewster, N.Y., and the students were excited to be working hard under Tayeh’s direction.

There were around 30 students in the private lesson. So it was tough to isolate one person out of the mix. I was lucky enough to isolate a few moments from individual dancers while being in tight quarters. It just turned out that the two isolated moments I really liked involved one girl, Jessica Lauro.

The two moments couldn’t be more different in literal terms, but as I looked at them longer, something peaked over the surface of obviousness. There is a sense of beauty and grace that transcends the sum of its photographic parts.

Non-Action Reaction in a Fraction

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Last Friday and Saturday I had the fortunate opportunity to photograph the Newtown girls and the Immaculate boys winning their state championships at Mohegan Sun Arena in Uncasville.

Now I like peak action shots but I think what told the story better was the non-game action shots, meaning the moments that didn’t involve the ball in the frame.

I especially thought the emotion in their celebrations really added more to the story in their wins.

The Immaculate reaction to their win seemed a little more subdued compared to the Newtown win, possibly because the Newtown game was decided in the final seconds, which made it all the more sweet for them.

After their win, Immaculate celebrated with the fans as they have done in the past. Though, this time because of security at the casino the fans did not make a mad dash onto the court after the win. Instead, the players came to their fans which I thought showed a real connection between the two and was a unique thing about their championship win.

I can’t wait to cover next year’s games.

Swish!

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On Tuesday, I spent my whole day, photographically, with basketball in one form or another.

The first half of my day consisted of driving around looking for people enjoying a sunny, relatively warm winter afternoon. I found a group of young men playing basketball at a quiet Parloa Park in Bethel.

The other half of my day was spent at Pomperaug High School photographing a group of girls playing basketball in front of a group of a few hundred fans.

On one hand, the two environments couldn’t be more different. The park was quiet, 45 degrees and the play was relatively unorganized. The girls high school game was loud, 72 degrees and highly choreographed.

Yet, on the other hand, when I slowed it down and looked at a player in the park leaping in the air for a shot paired with two girls competing for the loose ball I saw a certain graceful quality shared by the two.

Wrestling with a Single Light

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Danbury’s match against Trumbull was my first wrestling match I have covered in a few years. Though, growing up in Iowa I was surrounded by wrestling. Some consider University of Iowa and Iowa State University powerhouse schools for wrestling. Some might call it a religion in the midwest. I covered the state championships in Iowa and photographed it on and off around the country since. But at Danbury I was thrown for a loop when I arrived. The gymnasium I found myself in looked more like a theater. The room was dark except for a lone light in the middle of the gym. I knew right away that this was going to be a challenge to get a publishable image. I knew I had to wait for the wrestlers to maneuver into the light.

Before long, I stopped waiting for the wrestlers to maneuver into the light and I used the light to create a mood and to make abstract photographs that satisified my curiosity with the light.

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