Showing posts with label Portrait. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Portrait. Show all posts

Chicago Bluegrass & Blues Festival [Part I/The Giving Tree Band]









two/twelve



If you've looked at half the photos from this year, you already know that these guys have played a rather large part in it.

I met The Giving Tree Band almost exactly a year ago, with the idea that I'd probably shoot one performance and that would be the extent of my involvement with them. Seems the universe had a different plan. During our first interaction, I immediately got along with all of them so well that they invited me out to shoot photographs of them in the recording studio the following month.

Then, just like that, I was spending most weekends at their home and studio; shooting practices, recording sessions, and the intimate, often comical (occasionally tense) moments between housemates. When touring season began, I accompanied them as well, covering shows and life on the road all across the country. What started as a brief photo session has turned into my pet project--a year spent documenting the life of a band; of seven men, who lead an unconventional life in so many ways, working relentlessly, and never compromising their vision.

It's crazy how life can throw something at you faster than the blink of an eye that changes everything. I'm beyond grateful for the opportunity to work with these boys, not only for a year's worth of inspiration but for the change they have cultivated within me. Being a witness to the work ethic behind the band has changed the way that I work; my entire creative process and thinking as an artist has been influenced by the creative activity I've been surrounded with. And that's all on a professional level. Personally, I am so grateful to have these wonderful new friends that never cease in their encouragement and kindness, it's a rare thing to have friends like that.

Anyway, that is why I chose this shot as the second on my twelve most significant for 2011. It's an interesting shot for me because it was taken the first time I was out at Crooked Creek, in January of this year; you can see in the photographs from that night how shy and timid I was feeling at the time. In this photograph in particular, I'm truly just an outsider peeking over shoulders into something amazing. It didn't take long for me to warm up to these guys though: tight quarters promote quick bonding.

[The entire Giving Tree Band project will be debuting on my website soon!]

Show Us Your Moves



[and we promise to only laugh at you]

The In-between Day



We drove to Austin. We conquered Austin. By conquer, I clearly mean we wandered in and out of vintages shops and ate great vegan tamales...



...and had amazing smoothies (some of the smoothies enjoyed include a banana, chocolate chip, pecan, rice milk, & vanilla smoothie; a mango, blueberry & pineapple juice smoothie; and a blueberry, banana, & coconut milk smoothie; among others). We also helped a girl at gas station who had locked her keys in her car, sat in traffic for several hours, and picked up provisions at Whole Foods for our stay in Utopia.



The Giving Tree Band bus left Austin around 5PM and arrive in Utopia around 10:30. It's not really supposed to be a five and a half hour drive, but between the Austin traffic and our scenic route, it was. We went to the festival before looking for our lodging for the night and we briefly hopped out of the bus to check the grounds out. A short twenty-minutes later, the whole gang loaded back onto the bus and headed to find our sleeping spot for the evening, which had been generously arranged by the festival. The directions provided did not include street names or an actual address, rather landmarks to turn between and blocks to count, and we found the place without problem. We were expecting hostel-esque provisions; we pulled up to a Texas-style ranch home.



The space was to be shared with another band, Digital Antique, but there was ample space for both bands. After everyone had showered, for the first time in a few days, we all quickly headed off to our respective beds, also a first in a few days, and silence fell upon the house. The next day was sure to be a busy one.

Band Practice



Loud



Pensive.