Cowboy Photography - Buckaroos

The Great Basin Buckaroo

Cowboy Photography - American West - Prints

What a blast this project has been over the past year and a half. Maybe more? Would have to go back and check to see when it really began. In December I visited the C-Punch Ranch in Lovelock, Nevada and the Winecup Gamble Ranch in Montello, Nevada. Both ranches were jaw dropping beautiful and incomprehensibly large. The C-Punch, the biggest I’ve been to so far, is 1.8 million acres. Yeah. Try wrapping your head around that. Seeing all these properties in different parts of the country has been amazing. Each region has its own beauty. Nobody ever said to pick a favorite, but there’s something about the land in northern Nevada that really does it for me. Still working on putting that into words, but it’s special, to say the least. Forgive me for not sharing too many images here, but I’ve got to hold back so there is plenty of fresh content for the book.

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Photograph of a cowboy riding his horse through a huge pasture on the C-Punch Ranch - Lovelock, Nevada

C-Punch Ranch - Lovelock, Nevada

Winecup Gamble Ranch - Montello, Nevada

Winecup Gamble Ranch - Montello, Nevada

Cowboys working on the Winecup Gamble Ranch in Montello, Nevada

Winecup Gamble Ranch

A cowboy working on the C-Punch Ranch in Lovelock, Nevada

C-Punch Ranch

Cowboys roping cattle on the C-Punch Ranch in Lovelock, Nevada

C-Punch Ranch

Cowboys working colts in a round pen on the C-Punch Ranch in Lovelock, Nevada

C-Punch Ranch

A cowboy on the C-Punch Ranch in Lovelock, Nevada

C-Punch Ranch

Trapper Rogers - Winecup Gamble Ranch - Montello, Nevada

Portrait of Trapper Rodgers

A cowboy lets his horse drink water after branding on the C-Punch Ranch in Lovelock, Nevada

C-Punch Ranch

A cowboy pets his cattle dog after a day of work on the C-Punch Ranch in Lovelock, Nevada

C-Punch Ranch

Road Trip Book

Photographing the American Road Trip

Another feature for Roadside Meditations! Very grateful and hope they keep coming! This one is over on the photography website All About Photo, which does a great job of featuring and writing about some very inspiring photography projects. Honored to have my latest photography book on the American Road Trip be a part of it.

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American road trip photography book Roadside Meditations featured on All About Photo .com

Best photo book on the Great American Road Trip

Best book about the American Road Trip

Fine Art Road Trip Photography

The Open Road - America

It’s great to see Roadside Meditations getting some press, especially overseas. L’Oeil de la Photographie in France did a piece on it. You can head over to their website and use Google Translate to read it. If you’re wondering, those fancy looking words mean “The Eye of Photography” in English. Any press for the book is welcomed, but it feels particularly good being featured in magazines that specialize in photography.

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Road Trip Photography Book

American Road Trip Photography

Photo Book - The Open Road

Last week on the drive home from Wyoming I listened to a great podcast with Rick Ruben and Rich Roll. Rick is such a unique and inspiring individual with an immense amount of knowledge from a lifetime of varying experiences. Of the many nuggets he dropped on the show, this one stuck out the most - “The audience comes last, in service to the audience. The audience wants the best thing. They don’t get the best thing when you’re trying to service them. They get the best thing when you’re servicing yourself. When you’re true to who you are”.

That’s an invaluable statement for any creator to hear and it sums up exactly how I feel about photography, for personal projects as well as commercial work. Very rarely do you see commercial work that has any great effect on people or the world of photography, because it’s watered down generic imagery that’s sole purpose is to sell a product and feature the companies logo as many times as possible. Nobody wants to take a risk. They want to play it safe and not ruffle any feathers. Seldom does an ad campaign come out with historical significance or staying power. They are about now! How much can we sell now!!?? So what does this have to do with a photography book? Everything. If I or any other photographer set out to make a book strictly with the audience in mind, it would suck. The intention would be glaringly obvious and the images would reflect a direct lack of caring. The title of the book might as well be Money Grab.

Roadside Meditations is a niche subject that’s not for everyone, which you could argue is the case for any fine art book. If it were for everyone, it wouldn’t be worth a damn. To further Ruben’s above quote, I’d like to share how my latest photo book came to be. A few years back I began collaborating with (now) photo editor/consultant Alexa Becker (Germany). At the time she was working for Kehrer Verlag and I was trying to pitch her one (maybe three?) different book ideas, none of which landed. Her interest in my work seemed genuine though, so I kept in touch. And at one point I reached out asking simply for a consultation on my “America” series. After a half dozen back and forths through Zoom, she pulled a few outlying images from my edit and asked if I had anything else that might go along with it. I did, so she began assembling a side edit. A while later she had the beginnings of Roadside Meditations, and told me to forget all about the America series, because “this” was the book! Turns out she was right, and all the roadside images I made thinking they were just accents to the bigger series, was IT all along. The point is that I never had anything in mind for the photos. I wasn’t making them for anyone but myself, and maybe one or two of them might find their way into a book, print, whatever?? Well, here we are a year and a half later, and a large shipment of books is scheduled to arrive from Germany in less than a half hour. So much has happened since then. I’ve continued shooting images that would fit into a Roadside Meditations Vol. 2, but that’s not the intention. The images are only made because I’m drawn to make them. And it would be a bonus if another book happened to develop. Vol.1 isn’t out in the world yet, so there is nothing to say people even want it, but I’m still a firm believer that “the audience comes last, in service of the audience.”

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Fine art photography book Roadside Meditations by Kehrer Verlag and Rob Hammer

Fine Art Road Trip Photography Book

American Road Trip

Road Trip Photography - America - Open Road

Winter is such a special time in the West. Especially if you’re lucky enough to be in it when a massive snowstorm hits. Such was the case this past week in Wyoming where the snow never seemed to stop. I drove up there to do some shooting and for a backcountry snowboarding hut trip in the Tetons. Jackson Hole and the surrounding area never disappoint in the snow category. Snowboarding is my “selfish time”, meaning I generally put the camera away and just ride, so there are no images of powder to share. However, the image below made in Afton, Wyoming is a great example of the odd things you see while on the road that are only made possible by the hand of mother nature.

Winter in Afton, Wyoming

Mammoth, California Photographs

Photography Gallery - Mammoth, California

Wall Art - Prints

The town and resort of Mammoth had was hit with a record breaking snow storm recently. Not sure what the final tally was, but it had to be well over 100 inches in the span of a week or so, transforming it into a winter wonderland. Emily and I took a trip up there just for fun. The resort was a shitshow and avalanche danger in the backcountry was far too high, so we didn’t even snowboard. Instead we just enjoyed the vibe of being in that much snow. It’s an incredible sight that brings out the best and worst in people. Some can’t help but be giddy, while others lose any amount of common sense they ever had. The first morning we walked out of our airbnb to a shovelfest in the parking lot. It was chaos. From one end of the lot to the other was nothing but people digging out their vehicles. Most of which were Tesla’s and BMW’s that had no business being there to begin with.

That day we rented cross country skis and literally toured around the empty sidewalks, which felt more like tunnels through a maze because the snow on each side was so high. Not my favorite activity, but it was a blast that day. Grateful to witness nature like that. What a time to be alive.

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The Sierra Nevada Resort in Mammoth Lakes, California after a huge snowstorm

Sierra Nevada Resort in Mammoth Lakes, California

Schat's Bakery in Mammoth Lakes, California covered in snow after a massive snow storm

Schat’s Bakery - Mammoth, California

A massive winter snow storm in Mammoth Lakes, California

Photograph of a record breaking snow storm in Mammoth Lakes, CA

A snowboarder walks down the street after a massive winter snow storm in Mammoth Lakes, California

Streets covered in snow after a record storm in Mammoth Lakes, CA

A basketball hoop completely covered in snow after a record breaking winter storm in Mammoth Lakes, California

Winter in Mammoth, CA

A car completely covered in snow after a massive winter storm in Mammoth Lakes, California

Photograph of a car covered in snow after a storm in Mammoth Lakes, CA

Schat's Bakery and other local businesses covered in snow after a massive winter storm in Mammoth Lakes, California

Snow storm in Sierra Nevada Mountains in California

A-Frame Liquor store covered in snow after a record breaking winter storm in Mammoth Lakes, California

Liquor Store - Mammoth, California

Buildings covered in snow after a record breaking winter storm in Mammoth Lakes, California

Photograph of a Mammoth California restaurant covered in snow

Mammoth Liquor Store covered in snow after a record breaking storm in Mammoth Lakes, California

Photograph of Mammoth Liquor covered in snow after a record breaking storm

American Road Trip - USA Photography

The Open Road

Photography and the Great American Road Trip

The library of road trip photographs is starting to get out of hand. And as usual, I’ve been slacking on sharing images. So here is a selection made over the past couple years in Iowa, Utah, Nevada, Virginia, and California. Taking these trips is so much fun, and equally as fun is going back through the images after not having seen them for quite a while. It’s sort of like reliving each trip again and putting yourself right back in each of these places.

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Sunset on a country road in Iowa

Sunset on a country road in Iowa

Ivanpah Solar Electric Generating System

Ivanpah Solar Electric Generating System

Dense forest in Virginia

Virginia

Abstract fine art photography

Virginia

Driving through the Eastern Sierra Mountains near Mammoth, California at sunset

Eastern Sierra - California

Abstract fine art photography

Upstate New York

A truck kicks up dust as it drives down a country road at sunrise in southern Iowa

Iowa

The Utah landscape - photo

Utah

Abstract fine art photography

Iowa

Country road in Virginia

Virginia

The capital building in Des Moines, Iowa

Des Moines, Iowa

Sunset on train tracks going through farmland in southern iowa

Iowa

San Francisco Photography

Street Photography - San Francisco

California Photo Gallery

Had another commercial shoot in San Francisco a while ago and planned a little extra time to play around in the streets. It’s always a fun way to relax and grow as a photographer. No idea what the bigger picture is for this ongoing series, but that doesn’t matter. Even if it’s just a personal documentation of the city, that’s ok too. This particular day got interesting about an hour in to the walk, when a women pulled up in her car and asked what I was doing. She didn’t like my simple answer and continued to disagree with everything that came after. So I went on my way, only to have her creep behind me for an hour, watching from a distance. At one point our paths crossed closely and her window was down, so I asked if she was having fun. She replied with an entitled grin as if she had cracked the case of the century, saying “I know what you’re after, mailboxes and garages”. I just kept walking. Eventually she couldn’t follow any longer after my path went through a park. People are funny. Did I handle the situation properly? Probably not. If there was a business card in my pocket it would have went immediately to her, but there was not. And her attitude was such shit, that it seemed like a losing battle to convince her of anything other than what she already had in her head. Moral of the story: always carry a business card to show Karen??

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Street photography from the streets and neighborhoods of San Francisco, California by Rob Hammer

San Francisco street photography

San Francisco street photography

San Francisco street photography

San Francisco Street Photography

San Francisco photography

San Francisco Street Photography

San Francisco street photography

Street Photography in San Francisco, California

Street photography - San Francisco, CA

Photography - San Francisco, California - Street Photography

San Francisco, CA

Street Photography - San Francisco, California

San Francisco, CA

Street Photography - San Francisco, California

Street Photography - San Francisco, CA

Street Photography - San Francisco, California

San Francisco street photography

San Francisco Street Photography

Street photograph of a San Francisco neighborhood

Street Photography - San Francisco, California

San Francisco, CA

San Francisco Street Photography

Photo of a beautiful home in San Francisco

Street Photography San Francisco, California

San Francisco street photography

American Photography

Photographing America - The Open Road

Road Trip Photography Prints - Americana

A new batch of American photographs from the last couple road trips around the country. This series has gotten increasingly overwhelming from an archive perspective. It’s probably the largest series to date, but also the one I’ve done the least with. And by “least”, I mean nothing. So to look at it as a whole feels like a monumental tasks to make sense of for a book or any other publication. Guess it’s time to turn things over to a professional??!!

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El Capitan Casino in Hawthorne, Nevada - Photo

Hawthorne, Nevada

Photo of the Honolulu Club bar in Yucca, Arizona - vintage sign.

Honolulu Club - Yucca, Arizona

McDonald's billboard and other signs in the desert landscape outside Tuba City, Arizona - Photo

Tuba City, Arizona

A small town graveyard with wind turbines in the background in southern Iowa

Southern Iowa

A Little League baseball field in the small farm town of Griswold, Iowa

Griswold, Iowa

Photo of a broken down truck in front of a factory in Big Island, Virginia

Big Island, Virginia

A baseball field in front of farm silos in Mountain Home, Idaho - Photo - Rob Hammer

Mountain Home, Idaho

Hillsboro, Ohio

Hillsboro, Illinois

Photo of a palm tree, power lines, and clouds in the California desert

California Desert

Vintage Whiting Bros sign in the small town of Yucca, Arizona

Whiting Bros - Yucca, Arizona

Photo of an old theater in Hawthorne, Nevada

Old movie theater - Hawthorne, Nevada

The Lovelock Speedway in Lovelock, Nevada - Photo

Lovelock Speedway - Lovelock, Nevada

Interior of an old shoe shop in Texarkana, Texas - photo

Shoe shop - Texarkana

An empty pool in a small town neighborhood near Griswold, Iowa

Griswold, Iowa

Duck Hunting Photography

Duck Hunting Photographer

Views From The Duck Blind

People that have never been duck hunting probably picture something much different from the reality. I was certainly guilty of that myself. From the first time I pushed off a canoe into a marsh, those preconceived ideas were changed, and I was hooked. Being cold and wet doesn’t appeal to most, but wind and storms generally produce the most action, so you learn to love it. If you’re lucky enough to be in a marsh during a storm, and have the patience to put your gun down, you’re in for a beautiful show. The familiar landscape in front of you can change by the minute, producing colors and textures you just can’t find anywhere else.

These images were made in Turkey Point, Ontario, Canada.

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San Diego Botanical Gardens

Lightscape - San Diego Botanical Gardens

Christmas Light Show - Photography

The last few weeks haven’t seen much action with the camera, unfortunately. Instead the days have been filled with end of the year business nonsense that I don’t enjoy. Going for any amount of time without making images causes a bit of uneasiness, so I brought the camera for a walk through Lightscapes at the San Diego Botanical Gardens, and played around with some hand held long exposures. It confused a number of workers that we would actually walk to the event, instead of driving.

Lightscapes - San Diego Botanical Gardens
Holiday Light Show - San Diego, California
Lightscape - San Diego Botanical Gardens - Encinitas - Photos
Christmas Light Show - San Diego
Long exposure abstract light trail photographs
Lightscape - San Diego Botanical Gardens - Encinitas - Photos

Barbershop - Marfa, Texas

Traditional Barbershop

As much as I try to embrace social media, it’s difficult to genuinely say anything positive about it sometimes. Every once in a while though, something happens that makes me think twice about. A few days ago I posted this image of a traditional barbershop in Marfa, Texas on my @barbershopsofamerica Instagram account, which was re-posted as a story by Visit Marfa. If you don’t know anything about Marfa, it’s a tiny but growing town in the middle of Nowhere,Texas. That day I received a direct message from a woman that had seen their story and was filled with sentimental feelings, as she used to know the shop and the owner. She went back to look at it again later and noticed that the man in the chair was her father, who had passed away two years ago from cancer. The image caused her to cry some happy tears and she asked about purchasing a print. Turns out we live 15 minutes from each other! So this morning I drove to her house to deliver some prints and a copy of Barbershops of America. Social media isn’t all bad!

This project has been going on for 10 years now. Hard to believe. Aside from the obvious joy it gives me to make theses images, it’s the auxiliary things that really make it special. The people I’ve met out of pure coincidence or from having shared interests will keep this series going forever.

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Basketball Prints

It’s not about size!!


Just added a new limited edition set of basketball prints to my web store. Instead of going bigger, this is a smaller more intimate batch of prints at 5”x7” in a set of 10 in a limited edition of 25. The thing I’m most excited by though, is this is all new work that was not published in the American Backcourts book! Thank you so much to everyone that bought a book or print during the Thanksgiving sale.

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Duck Hunting Photography

A couple photographs from a recent duck hunting trip to Ontario, Canada. What a pleasure it is to spend time with friends in places like this. The best weather for duck hunting is what everyone else would classify as bad weather. It increases your chances of getting ducks, but visually, it also puts on a show. During a storm, the way a marsh looks can change a hundred different times in one sitting, if you’re lucky. And for someone who has the patience to not hunt, watching mother nature is just as much fun as the hunting itself. There really is nothing like it.

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Fly Fishing in the Colorado Backcountry

Black Canyon of the Gunnison Fly Fishing

Colorado - Photography

If you’re looking for a special place to fly fish and have considered the Black Canyon of the Gunnison, just do it. Just go. Stop screwing around and do it. Be warned though, it’s not for everyone. You’ve got to like getting your ass kicked. We did the S.O.B Draw route, and don’t mind saying it’s a tough hike with a full pack. Technically you can’t even call it a hike because there is no path, just a scramble the whole way up and down, with several places that will require taking off your pack just to get down those sketchy sections. They say it’s 2.1 miles with 2,000 ft of elevation, but it seems like that’s just to where the “trail” hits the river. From there you’ll need to keep following the river to find the designated camping spots. If you’re a psycho, you could make it a day trip, but what the hell is the point of that? We did 2 nights and wished for a 3rd.

A guy backpacking down S.O.B. Draw into the Black Canyon of the Gunnison near Crawford, Colorado.

Fly fisherman backpacking into the Black Canyon of the Gunnison in Colorado

Camping in the Black Canyon of the Gunnison near Crawford, Colorado

Fisherman making camp at the bottom of the Black Canyon of the Gunnison

The bastard of a hike in is what makes the whole experience great because very few people actually want to work for it. So you could potentially have the entire canyon to yourself. In my opinion the first campsite is the best one, and makes for a great base camp to take day hikes from. There is plenty of fishing to be had right in that area, which we did on day one. Depending on the time of year, it can be hot as hell. We expected the nights to cool off, but they did not. It stayed hot enough in mid August to sleep in only underwear and no blankets. Sticky. The nights were sticky. Fortunately, the water was very cool.

Fly fishing the Gunnison River in the Black Canyon near Crawford, Colorado

Fly fishing in the Black Canyon of the Gunnison

A fly fisherman jumping from rock to rock on the Gunnison River in the Black Canyon near Crawford, Colorado

A fly fisherman navigates rocks while looking for trout in the Gunnison River

A fly fisherman pulls out his net for a rainbow trout on the Gunnison River in the Black Canyon near Crawford, Colorado

A fly fisherman prepares to net a trout in the Black Canyon of the Gunnison

Leaving camp the next day was great. We packed enough food for the whole day and a Grayl filtration water bottle which eliminated the need to carry large amount of liquids or a separate filtration system. Even with the hot temperatures, waders are a must as there is Poison Ivy EVERYWHERE. A miracle that none of us got it! (It’s worth bringing some Poison Ivy soap and washing off a few times a day)Getting to the river from the top doesn’t mean that the work is over. Everywhere you go requires hiking on primitive trails or scrambles, but it’s all worth it. No matter the location, you’re always surrounded by 2,000 ft rock walls. It reminded me a little bit of Glenwood Canyon without a highway running through the middle of it.

Fly fisherman hiking along the Gunnison River in the Black Canyon near Crawford, Colorado

Two fly fisherman hiking over large boulders on their way to the Gunnison River

A fly fisherman climbing over boulders along the Gunnison River in the Black Canyon near Crawford, Colorado

A fly fisherman climbing over large boulders on the side of the Gunnison River

The fishing was awesome. Lots of action. Tough at times, but a ton of fun. Without mentioning any names, one of us had a tough time with fish aggressively swimming down river and breaking the line. We really should have kept a tally on that. Probably just the time of year, but we never even thought about throwing out a dry fly. It was all about Perdigons on the bottom. All 3 of us put some stunning Browns and Rainbows in the net, which honestly, is almost just a bonus. The overall vibe in that canyon is spectacular. A really special part of Colorado, the country, and a unique place to fish without any crowds. Before leaving we were already excited to do another trip. Now that we’ve digested things bit, going at a different time of year seems better, when the water is a little higher and the temps a lot lower.

Fly fisherman hanging out at camp in the Black Canyon of the Gunnison

Two friends laughing together after a day of fly fishing on the Gunnison River

Fly fishing in the Black Canyon of the Gunnison

A fly fisherman prepares his gear for a day in the Black Canyon of the Gunnison

A fly fisherman walking over a tree bridge in the Black Canyon of the Gunnison

A fly fisherman navigating difficult terrain in the Black Canyon of the Gunnison

Fly fishing for trout on the Gunnison River in the Black Canyon near Crawford, Colorado

Fly fishing the Black Canyon of the Gunnison in Colorado

A brown trout caught on the Gunnison River in the Black Canyon near Crawford, Colorado

A trout caught by a fly fisherman in the Black Canyon of the Gunnison

If you’re planning a trip and have any questions, reach out to my buddy at Slackwater Co, he’s got tons of expertise to share on fly fishing in Colorado.

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Fitness Photography

Fitness Photographer

With all the ups and downs of commercial photography, there is one thing I never want to stray away from, and that’s fitness photography. No matter what is going on in your life, fitness should always be an answer. Have a bad day? Go work out. Bad week? Go sweat. You never regret working out, but as they as, you’ll always regret not working out. Sort of comparing apples to oranges, but I also get an immense amount of satisfaction from documenting others working out. Just being a fly on the wall for the sufferfest is almost as good as getting my own sweat.

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Denver Fitness Photography - Person doing a kettlebell workout with a tattoo that reads "Strive for Greatness" on his back.

Fitness athlete with a tattoo that reads “Strive for Greatness”

A person working out in an empty warehouse gym

Denver Fitness and Health Photography

Denver Fitness Lifestyle Photography - A guy working out with kettlebells at Bear Republic Gym. San Diego Fitness Photography.

Fitness Photography - Denver, CO

An athlete with large blisters on his hands after an intense workout. Denver Fitness Photos.

Health and Fitness Photography - Denver, CO

Two girls high five each other after an intense workout in a gritty gym.

Health and Fitness Photography -Denver, CO

Photograph of an athletic girl siting on a medicine ball after an intense workout at a Crossfit gym.

Fitness Lifestyle Photography

Cheesman Canyon Fly Fishing

Fly Fishing Photography - Cheesman Canyon, Colorado - Prints

That old saying “you get what you put in”, or something there abouts, is one that always seems to resonate with fly fishing. Whether you want to call it a sport or hobby, there are a million different ways to do it. Well, 3, actually - bad, mediocre, and great. It always amazes me to see the guys who pull their truck up to a river, cast from the same spot for 3 hours without ever losing sight of said truck, then drive home. Different Strokes, I guess? Personally, I need a hell of a lot more than that. I want to get my ass kicked on a hike to some remote location, spend the whole day fishing/shooting, then get my ass kicked on a hike back to the truck where cold beer awaits in a cooler. Standing shoulder to shoulder with 15 other fly fisherman sounds like hell. Might as well go out on a half day Cattle Boat charter.

The South Platte River in Cheesman Canyon is a place I’ve been lucky to spend a good amount of time fly fishing and making photographs. Visually it’s a lot of fun and offers something for everyone. You can fish 30 steps from your truck if that’s your thing. Or, you can make a day of it, hiking into the backcountry as far as you please. Ensuring that you won’t see but one or two other people the entire time. That’s fly fishing.

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The American Barbershop

Barbeshop Photography - Prints

Americana - Wall Art

It would be nice to say that every barbershop is unique, but that’s just not true. Much like every other industry, barbershops have more than their fair share of soulless and generic establishments. That’s not even counting the Super Cuts, because really, that’s not a barbershop, nor is it worth mentioning. Those soulless shops do serve a purpose however. And that’s to help shine a light on those that are truly unique. Forgive me for not writing the information down, but the owner of Main Street Barbershop in Gardnerville, Nevada told me something or other about how the entire building they are in, was moved at some point many many years ago to the place it currently sits. That in itself is unique. To go a step further though, it also holds the distinction of being the only barbershop I’ve ever been in that buys and sells guns/ammunition. Not to pat myself on the back for such an obscure feat, but I’ve been in well over 1,000. So that has to say something? Yeah, I’ll take a high and tight. And while you’re at it, give me a case of 45 caliber. Not going to hear that too many places. Just another thing you have to love about barbershops!! Normal rules don’t apply.

Side note: How many “Main Street Barbershops” are there in America???

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Kansas City Basketball

Basketball Hoop Photography - Prints

Story Behind The Image

Of my many vices, BBQ is damn near the top of the list. Food in general is a big part of my life, but great BBQ is an especially large weakness. Many years ago while driving cross country, I stopped in Kansas City for some of their famous meat, and almost immediately complained to friends about the quality of that particular establishment. One of them recommended Arthur Bryant’s on Brooklyn Avenue. Ever since that trip AB’s has been a must stop anytime I’m within a couple hundred miles. They don’t miss. You know walking in there that they are going to take care of you. The place just feels right. Like walking into Madison Square Garden, you can feel the history. What the hell does this have to do with basketball? Nothing really, but if you’ve ever had a proper plate of BBQ, then you know the only thing that follows is immense satisfaction followed by meat sweats and a nap. So the ritual goes that I eat too much food, sparing the napkin full of scraps that are saved for Mojo who is (was) always waiting in the truck, drool already hanging several inches from his mouth. Poor bastard had to sit there while the smell of burnt ends and pulled pork wafts steadily in the window. After his treat we go for a long walk which turned into the same familiar route over the years. One of the regular sites is an abandoned school that I’ve made some mediocre images of. Viewing it from the outside always led to daydreaming of what the  gym inside looked like. As luck would have it, while walking by one year the plywood on a ground floor window was ripped off and the metal grate had been ripped open. That’s an invitation, right? Of course it is. Anyone that takes if for anything less is a fool. So I hopped in the window with a tripod, camera bag, and a headlamp. Kansas City summers are hot to say the least. Inside a sealed off brick building is something else altogether. It felt like you could chew on the air in there. Walking into the gym didn’t even seem real. My jaw must have drooped right to the floor. Couldn’t believe what a gift I was handed.  The whole room was all but gutted, yet the backboard still stood. I could have been happy in there for days. Still though it wasn’t a place to be for long. There were obviously people squatting and I didn’t have much interest in them knowing I was there. So after waiting waiting waiting for my lens to defog, a few frames were made, and I hit the road without any interactions between the squatters or the police. Moral of the story is eat more BBQ. 

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