I love playing with new tech but being an earlier adopter can come at a price. I recently picked up the new WD My Passport Wireless 2tb. I had read about it and knew someone that had picked up one before me. A drive that I could connect to wirelessly and had a sd slot to transfer files automatically while I was in the field was something I was very interested in. All its options sound much better than they work in reality. It comes with little documentation and instructions on how to use it. After a bit of tinkering I was able to download the app and figure out its settings. I was out on a shoot and it was time to try it out in a real life setting. I was between shoots and plugged in the SD card for transfer... I waited, waited and waited. The transfer was so slow 25 min later It was still not done and I left it in the car to continue without me. I wish I could say it worked perfectly plugging it in or using it wirelessly. but it just didn't. I decided to give it one more shot and use it just as a backup drive plugged directly into the computer. I transfered 4 days of shoots hard wired into My Macbook and still found it slow. When I returned to my studio and plugged the drive in it was dead. I lost several days of work. Luckily I still had some of the shoots on sd cards. I talked to one of the WD reps at Photo Expo over the weekend and he acknowledged the slow transfer speeds and said it was something they were working on that would be addressed in a future firmware update. Unfortunately this drive is not ready or reliable yet for pro use.
39 Years ago yesterday Billy Hayes escaped from a Turkish prison, His story was published and made into the movie "Midnight Express:. It was an honor to hear his story and photograph him on this amazing Anniversary..
I have never shared this photo before online. I have only shown it to a select few. But as I sit here and contemplate this somber day in history..9/11 I have decided to post it... I was in NYC the day the planes hit the towers. Just like everyone, my first reaction was pure disbelief.. My second reaction was I am a New Yorker..Always have been... always will be..no matter where I am, that is who i am. I knew there was no way I could be asked the question "where were you on that day?” and not answer...”helping”. I didn't know how or what I could do...just that I had to be there. I had on a US Federal Agent shirt that A friend on the job had given me. I walked out onto the street on the upper east side. It was still early in the morning and I saw masses of people walking all in one direction..Uptown. I headed like a salmon against the stream downtown.. A police officer noticed me and stopped me. "are you going down?" he asked.. I nodded my head yes. He told me to wait and flagged down a squad car. He looked at me and said "Jump in, let's go." Now I know at this point he was looking at my shirt and assumed I was an agent. I said thank you and jumped in the car. They never asked me if I was an agent. I remember flying down the streets and noticing it had looked like a concert had just gotten out and everyone was just looking for the exit. We arrived down in tribeca, that was as far down as the squad car could make it . I jumped out and the Officer said your guys are over there. I looked over and saw a small group of Federal agents with Machine guns all suited up. My heart sank in a bit of fear now. I said thank you and started to walk in that direction. I grouped with a couple ems medics and walk with them past the Agents to a makeshift triage center. I thought this is where I will stay and help the Injured as they are received..I waited... and waited. No one was being brought to us. People just stood and waited. Not one injured person in 30 min. I decided to venture further in towards the towers. It got more apocalyptic looking by the block. I walked by a statue of a man sitting on a bench covered in grey ash. I was seeing broken windows and debris. I had grown up and spent my life in NY. I was getting disorient and lost. I could not place the familiar that I always looked for while navigating my way around the streets. I kept looking up for the towers but they were not to be seen. I was standing on heaps of twisted metal and ash. It was then I realized I was were the north tower should be. Was this really happening. I grew up in and around those towers. My stepfather had worked on the 100th floor. It was just so surreal. I wanted to let my brother and mother know I was ok and call them. For some strange reason I was able to complete calls. My mother instinctual knew I would be there helping. My brother said he had gone down to help as well. I told him I was on Church street and he said he was too... I replied “I am looking at all of Church street and I don’t see you anywhere” It was not till later I realized I did not see my brother was because the two buildings had com down and engulfed Church st. I stood on the west side and my brother stood on the east side. We were both down there almost 30 hours and never saw each other. I remember a fireman approaching me and asking if he could borrow my phone...his was not working. “ Hello Mom? Its Johnny...mike... hes gone...hes gone mom...” I stood shocked as he handed me back the phone and thanked me.. He had lost a brother and was thanking me.....He didn’t skip a beat and headed straight back to work. I quickly set out to help these Emergency workers in any way I could. The picture I posted, I did not see till a week after the attack. I was in grand central and had bought US Weekly and stumbled across the picture. A reporter there saw me and must of noticed my reaction because she came right over to ask me about it. We talked for a bit and I showed her the picture. She interviewed me and I remember telling her how amazing all the people in New York were. How strong and resilient. How they pulled together. For a brief time everyone stopped seeing color or social status..They would just look each other in the eye and ask “are you OK?” I remember saying I hope at the very least we remember that..and it does not take a horrific event for us to always treat each other with such compassion and grace. I still struggle with the moments from that day and all I saw. I could not believe that these two massive buildings had come down and not once did I ever see a desk.. a phone..a toilet.. it had all been reduced to metal.. rubble... ash. I remember uncovering a body. It looked like the pictures I saw as a child of the bodies found in Pompeii. He was strangely peaceful.. covered in gray ash. I remember seeing his perfect black eyelashes and eyebrows.. These are just a few of my memories from that day.. A day that has forever affected my life and outlook. My heart goes out to anyone and everyone that lost so dearly on that day. But remember how strong we are together and what we can accomplish together. Now look at the picture.. The man circled is me....
Travis W Keyes
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I rarely post on the loss of the famous, but this one hits close to home. I was very lucky to have worked with Robin Williams on "The Fisher King" and "Comic Relief" he had a one of a kind charm, sense of humor, a brilliant mind and a passion for helping the forgotten and less fortunate. I will truly miss him. "No matter what people tell you, words and ideas can change the world." #robinwilliams
His words and ideas did change the world..... today we all lose a big bucket of wind....... I do not think there is a person that has ever seen him that he didn't make laugh or smile. Let us remember him for all the joy he gave and shared with us.
To understand a horse and have it truly understand you, just look at it with an open heart directly in the eye. You will see the horse is already bearing it's soul....
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Tomson grew up on a farm in the Imlaystown section of Upper Freehold Township, New Jersey, and later recorded parts of the group's first album there. He graduated from the Peddie School as salutatorian and then Columbia University where he studied economics and music. Tomson met the members of Vampire Weekend while attending Columbia University—he took music classes with Rostam Batmanglij and started the group in their senior year. The name of the group comes from the movie of the same name that Ezra Koenig and his friends made over summer vacation. They self-produced their first album after graduation while concurrently working full-time jobs.
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John Peter Sarsgaard film and stage actor, best known for his role in the 2004 comedy-drama Garden State. He landed his first feature role in the movie Dead Man Walking in 1995. He then appeared in the 1998 independent films Another Day in Paradise and Desert Blue. That same year, Sarsgaard received a substantial role in The Man in the Iron Mask (1998), playing Raoul, the ill-fated son of Athos. Sarsgaard later achieved critical recognition when he was cast in Boys Don't Cry (1999) as John Lotter. He landed his first leading role in the 2001 film The Center of the World. The following year, he played supporting roles in Empire, The Salton Sea, and K-19: The Widowmaker.
For his portrayal of Charles Lane in Shattered Glass, Sarsgaard won the National Society of Film Critics Award for Best Supporting Actor and was nominated for the 2004 Golden Globe Award for Best Supporting Actor. Sarsgaard has appeared in an eclectic range of films, including the 2004 comedy-drama Garden State, the biographical film Kinsey (2004), the drama The Dying Gaul (2005) and big-budget films such as Flightplan (2005), Jarhead (2005), Orphan (2009), Knight and Day (2010), and the superhero film Green Lantern (2011). Sarsgaard also appeared in the U.S. TV series The Killing (2013) as a man on death row perhaps wrongfully convicted for the brutal murder of his wife - a role in which he says included "some of the best acting I have ever done in my life."