Ok, so this is a real short piece I put together. The ONLY reason produced this short clip was because of the song I stumbled on at ccmixter. You can find various generas of creative commons music there for your productions. They have different CC licenses so pay attention and make sure you get the appropriate license for your project.
This clip, “A Tail of Tug and War” has a catchy little diddy I used called “Robbie Don’t Eat My Underwear” by Scomber.
I swear, once you hear it, you won’t be able to get this damn song out of your head! Enjoy.
It’s a rite of Spring. Every year in So. Cal. about this time, The streets of Long Beach are configured to take on some of the best race car drivers in the world. This year is no different, but the cars are. IndyCar has made significant changes to the cars and rules in the wake of the death of popular driver Dan Wheldon. No longer naturally aspirated, we’re back to turbo’s. The body style has also been changed to facilitate pack racing. So, like lemmings to the cliff, we once again make our way to the beach and get ready to take part in the 2012 Long Beach Grand Prix.
Well, all I can say is it’s a good thing I didn’t make any New Years resolutions to post more frequently to this blog. This entry is all about how tough we have it here in Southern California when winter rolls around. As I write this, the N.E. area of the United States is gripped by sub-zero, life threatening temperatures. So you can imagine my trepidation when a group of photographers from a Flickr pool, O.C. Strobist, decided to trek down to the beach in the dead of winter last weekend.
Conditions were good with a minus tide and a mild Santa Ana wind forming. We met up with our talent around 3:30 and scrambled over some rocks to, (of course a restricted area) on the beach. Where else would a photog be drawn to but an area that says KEEP OUT! The images in this gallery were shot on Saturday, Jan 22nd, 2011.
My plan was to execute a shot list in order to compile a melancholy fusion piece, but of course, with all the hardware and grip that I hauled down to the beach, the shot list and a key piece of “paper” was lacking among the 50 pounds of image making equipment. I cobbled together some shots so I could at least try to produce the “mood” I was looking for. You can see that short here.