The displays of wild animals at Cabela's had a gruesome twist: simple, violent and completely natural predation, one species taking down another to devour. Still, it was a bit in-your-face for this kind of venue. How do children react to this? It's a lot more intense than Bambi's mother being shot.
Tuesday, July 25, 2017
Monday, July 24, 2017
After the visit to the Farmstead and a bit of lunch, the family decided to visit Cabela's in Kansas City, Kansas. It's a chain of huge outdoor equipment shops - fishing, camping, hunting, guns for all occasions. I was out of my element. Where I grew up, you wouldn't dare eat anything you caught in the local waterways. Where I grew up, only the cops and really bad guys had guns. City kid that I am, I never imagined that I would visit one of these. (As Gene Wilder said to Cleavon Little in Blazing Saddles, the funniest movie of all time, what's a dazzling urbanite like you doing in a rustic setting like this?)
The place is mind-boggling. Not just the store itself but the amazing dioramas, for want of a better word, of wildlife from Africa to the Arctic. You know, things you can shoot. They reminded me of but far surpassed displays like this in the Museum of Natural History in NYC when I was a boy. You can take a virtual tour by clicking the link above.
Sunday, July 23, 2017
My wife's youngest sister, Mary Lee, has cerebral palsy and is severely handicapped. She has not had an easy life. Still, her brothers and sisters watch out for her. She is precious and much loved. She turns 60 this month and it was time to do something special for her.
She lives in a group home in a small Kansas town, quite some distance west of KC. The family brought her to town this weekend for a celebration. The suburban town of Overland Park, Kansas, has a remarkable facility, the Deanna Rose Childrens' Farmstead. It distills the essence of Kansas' farming tradition for kids who now live with air conditioning, cars and video screens. Good venue for the occasion. Above, my wife, Carolyn, is in turquoise. Clockwise from her, Dorothy Holst, Mary Lee, Mel Kruse and Ron Kruse.
Each of the pix below has a short note after it. And, by the way, it hit 108 F / 42 C in St. Louis today, breaking a record for the date set in 1901. Time to pay more attention to Al Gore.
Your face here.
My new business.
Lay or bust? Sounds apocalyptic.
I thought that's what scotch is for.
Saturday, July 22, 2017
The temperature was one hundred degrees when we pulled into Kansas City yesterday afternoon. The wind itself was hot, not a bit refreshing. We were grateful that the Nelson-Atkins, KC's excellent art museum, had an underground garage.
We think it is one of America's best regional museums. Its photography section beats the heck out of what we have at home. Hallmark Cards, based here, had a spectacular collection of 6,500 images it donated to the museum a few years ago. The main current exhibition was about the photographers who worked for the government during the Depression. Most prominent were the images of Dorothea Lange, including one of the most famous and heart breaking pictures in the history of photography.
Friday, July 21, 2017
I like this car for its clean lines and sense of forward motion. Parking it mostly under a tree highlights the aggressive nose.
Road trip to Kansas City today for a family event tomorrow. It's supposed to be outdoors. 104 F / 40 C here today, 105 F / 40.5 C tomorrow. Only slightly better in KC. We can bake here or bake there. I wonder if the venue will have to be moved.
Thursday, July 20, 2017
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
I don't know if you could actually drive these on, say, nearby I 55. The license plate in the top photo does not look like it has been valid in the State of Illinois since 1923 and using a Jack Daniels box as a trunk might attract the attention of the police. The Shelby Cobra, below, might be okay if the muffler meets government regulations.
It's not Phoenix, of course, but most people here are hiding out this week. The forecast is for high temperatures of 100 - 102 F / 38 - 39 C for the next four days. We've seen hotter in STL (the highest I remember is 106 F / 41 C) but, as they say, better get used to it.
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
The car. The fuel, and lots of it.
It's been a few years since I last shot the Catsup Festival. I remember more variety of attractions. Now it's mostly a big hot rod, custom and classic car show. I'm not sure of the year of this old Cadillac (help appreciated) but it has the look of a dreadnought. I can imagine sitting behind the wheel, windows open on a warm summer day, no seat belts, radio blaring Elvis Presley, cruising across St. Louis on Route 66....
Well, no, I can't. But it is impressive in a glitzy, heavy way.
Monday, July 17, 2017
There is an odd event each summer in suburban Collinsville, Illinois. A factory there produces a local brand of catsup, Brooks. (Language debate: Heinz, the big national brand, spells it ketchup.) Just outside of town there is a tower with what is claimed to be America's biggest catsup bottle, more about which later. Anyway, it is a celebration of all things red and viscous, along with quite a large hot rod and custom car show.
Hence the hair-dos. I think the second one is turning into a replica of the bottle. And that's not the big one in the bottom picture, just a portable model. Only in America.
Sunday, July 16, 2017
Saturday, July 15, 2017
Very late post today. Too much to do, too much to do...
The last event I photographed at the Theatre Crawl was sort of a randomized performance of cabaret songs. There were quite a few singers. Each was assigned a number. Audience members drew numbered slips from a jar and that determined who sang. Some didn't get a chance, some got more than one.
The voices were beautiful and passionate.
Friday, July 14, 2017
This picture sort of reminds me of the shots you see of people watching a terrible event or even a bomb test. It was taken at the Theatre Crawl, where the first event started outdoors and the audience had to stare into the sunset.
Thursday, July 13, 2017
The St. Louis Actors' Studio, led by the indefatigable Peter Mayer, above, put on a strange but intriguing little performance at the Theatre Crawl.. The premise was a support group meeting of the gods - Jesus, Zeus and maybe also Jupiter (I was confused), Buddha, Brahma. Hard to keep track. There was whining and backbiting and kvetching, which I suppose is common to such gatherings. (Can't say myself - never been to one. Which is not to say I shouldn't have.)
Everyone in STL has been hunkering down. It's been 100 F / 38 C here the last couple of days. Need to find something to shoot this weekend that's cooler. Our version of the World Naked Bike Ride is Saturday night. That's well ventilated.
Wednesday, July 12, 2017
ERA Theatre, one of the companies at the Theatre Crawl, was working on a variation of the Snow White tale. The finished version is to be presented at the St. Louis Fringe Festival next month. It had something to do with apples and cans of Pabst Blue Ribbon. I didn't completely get it. It should be more fully formed if I shoot it again in a few weeks.
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
My main assignment at the Grand Center Theatre Crawl was to record the performances. However, while I was at it, another objective was to have a look at the people, the patrons of live theater in St. Louis. There was record attendance and plenty to choose from.
Monday, July 10, 2017
Back home. I've been doing some volunteer shooting for small arts organizations. The night before we left for New York was the first of two days of the Grand Center Theatre Crawl, now in its fifth year. Twenty four local theater (c'mon, American spelling, please) music and dance companies put on short performances. The audience rotates every half hour to see whatever calls out to them. The companies get publicity.
The Crawl assigned me to a group of venues east of Grand Boulevard. First up was Fat Dancer, produced by the St. Louis Fringe, which I also shoot for. Themes of body image, shaming and self-acceptance. (The Fringe main festival is coming soon in August. Go. GO. And go to the warm-up event, Act Your Pants Off, on July 25! It's a hoot! Not that warm-up events are really necessary in St. Louis in July.)
More to come.
Sunday, July 9, 2017
Didn't get anything of Brooklyn on this trip except for the bridge shot already posted. Otherwise, from top to bottom:
Queens - Silvercup Studios in Long Island City. When I was young Silvercup was the major brand of white bread (which everyone ate) in NYC. When our family drove back to Sunnyside on Sunday nights after visiting my father's family, the air would be full of the aroma of fresh baked bread as we passed. Now it is an enormous film, photography and television production site.
Manhattan: a halal street food trailer outside the Staten Island Ferry terminal. Street food in the city used to be mostly Hebrew National kosher hotdog carts. Now things are more ecumenical. Note the worker wearing the soccer jersey of the Argentine (and therefore presumably Catholic) Lionel Messi.
The Bronx: nothing needs more explanation. I went to high school in this borough.
Staten Island: floor mat on the ferry.
NYC political nomenclature is confusing. There are five boroughs: Manhattan, Brooklyn, Queens, The Bronx and Staten Island. But each of them is also a separate county of the State of New York, sometimes with different names. Manhattan is New York County. Brooklyn is Kings County. Staten Island is Richmond County. It's just to confuse the tourists.