Monday, September 21, 2009

Alejandro.



September 21, Vernon Hills.

Third time does it.
Perfect soft-box of a gray sky, no wind, ideal setting for an outdoor studio: the mall parking lot.

Oscar.



September 21, Vernon Hills.

Steve and Aby.



September 21, Vernon Hills.

Steve and Abby, his new girlfriend, aerialist.

Trapeze impromptu.


September 20, Vernon Hills.

Rebecca was called upon to fill in for the Fernandes family today; Adilson doesn't feel well and they couldn't work.
She did a single trapeze act. She was nervous going in but didn't show it much.
It was awesome, she said coming out.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Wings.


September 20, Vernon Hills.

Stockings and sequins.


September 20, Vernon Hills.

Into the ring.


September 20, Vernon Hills.

And after.


September 20, Vernon Hills.

A trailer with a view.


September 20, Vernon Hills, Illinois (27 miles, Hawthorn mall.)

Kings of the castle.


September 19, Rolling Meadows.

The fourth folding chair (black, yellow stripes, big) has been dubbed the "King of the Castle" chair.
It ties the yard together.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Framed.


September 19, Rolling Meadows.

Backstage ballet.


September 19, Rolling Meadows.

Repairs.


September 19, Rolling Meadows.

The landing gear in Casey's truck broke; Castro helped putting the truck back up while Eric messed around with juggling clubs and johnnie and Antonio watched.

Little man.



September 19, Rolling Meadows.

Dylan haircut time again.
He looks older now, a little man.

Friday, September 18, 2009

A ceremony.


September 18, Rolling Meadows.

Father Jerry Hogan flew in from Chicago today to celebrate Tavana's communion and confirmation and her and Danny's marriage blessing. The ceremony was emotional and touching, an angel passed.
"I'd been waiting for ten years for this," Tavana told me afterwards.

Vows.


September 18, Rolling Meadows.

Communion.


September 18, Rolling Meadows.

Kiss.


September 18, Rolling Meadows.

Prayer.


September 18, Rolling Meadows.

Greetings.


September 18, Rolling Meadows.

A trailer with a view.


September 18, Rolling Meadows, Illinois (30 miles, Park Central.)

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Suburbia.


September 17, McHenry.

Not quite extinct.


September 17, McHenry.

The farm is still here, stuck between walls of suburbia and the shopping malls that go with it.
It's still for sale.

Weather permitting.

September 17, McHenry.

Yesterday there couldn't have been worse conditions for the shoot, other than rain. Gusty winds and blasting sunshine alternating with clouds had me frazzled, and called for circus-style reinforcement in the form of stakes and ropes to anchor the frame. But today was just perfect, not a whisper of wind and a nice cloud cover, and this time both Antonio and Jenaro showed up (Castro rode by on his bike and I stopped him.)
I plan to set up the studio again at the two towns coming up, as we are staying two days in each, hoping to entice more people to walk up to the shot.

Jenaro.




September 17, McHenry.

Jenaro, tent crew.

Luis.



September 17, McHenry.

Luis, son of Raul Olivares.

The Luna family.



September 17, McHenry.

Patsy, hula hoop performer, Manuel, aerial performer, and their daughter, Dayesca.

Marco Antonio.



September 17, McHenry.

Marco Antonio, tent crew.

Castro.




September 17, McHenry.

Castro, mechanic.

Steve.




September 17, McHenry.

Steve, clown.

Fridman taking off with the shoot.


September 16, McHenry.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Rebecca.



September 16, McHenry.

Rebecca, aerialist, former dancer.

Courtney.



September 16, McHenry.

Courtney, aerialist (wounded.)

Dan.




September 16, McHenry.

Dan, usher.

Lucky Eddie and Ms. Vickie.



September 16, McHenry.

Vickie, sound engineer, and Lucky Eddie, musician.

Tavana, Danny and Arwen.



September 16, McHenry.

Tavana, aerialist (retired,) Danny, acrobat (retired,) and their daughter, Arwen.

How we live.

September 16, McHenry.

The project has been on my mind for a long time, in one form or another.
I finally got to do it today, circus version: photograph people against a white studio-like background, then stepping back and showing what's around them. The idea is to reflect on how we look at people in photographs and how we tend to judge them. When we look at a photograph we tend to judge those portrayed in it not only by how they look and the kind of clothes they wear, but also by their surroundings - flashy clothes or conservative attire, spotless upscale furniture or worn sofa (or in this case, a circus and its trailers,) how we live tells a lot about who we are socially as well as personally, but what do those differences mean?
In a studio shot the differences are softened or even erased altogether because we all try to look our best and looking your best follows a common standard in any given society. Because in many interviews with circus people over the past few months I heard of being looked at negatively for working in a circus I decided to comment on that the only way I know, through pictures. The project fit like a glove.
Unfortunately none of the crew showed up, and that made me sad because I wanted to thank them for letting me take their picture every morning covered in sweat and dirt by in turn photographing them in a very formal manner. It probably didn't help that they celebrated their independence day last night with a party.
Rebecca did show up, unexpectedly, and gave me one of the best picture of the season.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

A trailer with a view.


September 15, McHenry, Illinois (30 miles, Petersen park.)