Once again, it is time for me to “focus” on my latest installment of "Boris" Behind the Lens. Over the past few weeks, I have revisited a few sites, captured some abandoned cars, as well as some restored to pristine condition. Case in point, the 1957 Chevy, which was truly a thing of beauty, and the Green late model Chevy Camaro with some great aftermarket light kits. One of my favorites is the White 1966 Pontiac Catalina 421 2+2, not only a sled of a car, but one that had respectable speed on the streets. The old Oasis Diner on IL Rt. 66, an abandoned Batting Cage—where I saw the old bolt cutters lying next to the two balls, I call the “Do it Yourself Home Vasectomy Kit,” while the beat up chair, became “Nobody puts Baby in a Corner.”
I've stumbled across some new locations and alleys as well, where I spotted the black bra lying near a partially obscured sewer cover. (For some reason, I don't want to know the story behind that one!) My photos are always taken as I find them, with nothing staged, as I wouldn't touch some of the “subject matter” with a stick.
As in my last installment here, I have posted some of these to my Pheed page (as evidenced by the watermark). Some of these locations have become favorites of mine, and I have had the opportunity to revisit them during different times of the year under different lighting conditions, each time taking on an entirely new look and mood. I am currently doing a few 'themed' series to debut here in the coming weeks, until then, I hope you enjoy them as much as I do taking them. The serenity I get while out on a shoot has been unparalleled, and certainly most welcome these past few months with the rigors of what seems to be a never ending schedule of life events.
Thanks for your continued support and thanks to Marty for giving me this forum to share.
Further reading: Frost Bitten, A Father’s Hands and Sink or Swim.
Bonus Luncheon Photos At Khaki Jacks!
My niece Mary Beth is getting married today and some other nieces have flown in for the festivities. Yesterday we had lunch at Khaki Jack’s and here’s a few photos from that luncheon. I’ll have some wedding photos on Monday, so stay tuned for that!
Here we are at Khaki Jack's. This was the 108th stop on my 365 bar crawl tour a couple of beers...I mean, years ago.
Well, this is a pleasant surprise, as I walk in, who do I spy sitting at the bar, but Tony Moreschi, the owner of this fine establishment! We last saw Tony when he accompanied me on a Hot Dog Wars battle post. It turns out that Tony has more time to spend in here now, he just retired after working 43 years at Caterpillar! Congratulations, Tony!
Since Tony's retired, I put him to work taking a couple photos of our luncheon group for the day. Clockwise from left going around the table: Yours Fooly, Greg (Caylin's boyfriend), John (Cara's fiancee), Big Daddy Wombacher, my niece, Cara, another niece, Caylin and my big brother, Tom. Hey where's my mom?
There she is, on the left right next to Cara. She had dropped her cheeseburger in the last picture and was picking it up off the floor. As she always told us as kids: "You have to eat a peck of dirt before you die." I never really understood what that meant, but I'm glad she's visible in this picture. Sheesh! See you all at the wedding today!