Monica Lopossay, in early morning fog, while arriving at the Eddie Adams Workshop Barn in Jeffersonville, NY, for the Black Team pre-workshop clean up.

For all you newcomers to the professional photo biz, The Eddie Adams Workshop is now accepting applications. May 28th is the application deadline.

Stay posted for more images from my time as a student and as a Black Team member.

Here’s part one. No no no. that’s not blood. Nick bleeds Powerade!!!

Jess ambushes me with a snowball on the Boardwalk. Awesome!

Jess really wants me to unlock the door. hehehe. Funny story… The snow was covering up the median, separating the parking 28th Street Plaza’s parking spaces from Coastal highway. In my attempt to park, I jumped the median.

his photo makes me laugh. I like how Elvis looks like he’s staring at me. Jess ordered steamed shrimp, which she loved. I had a subpar greek salad. I guess Ocean City is a place to get good seafood, not necessarily vegetarian cuisine — which Coins had none of. At this point we haven’t found a place to sleep. Winging it was part of our plan for the weekend. if the weather was better, I was planning to pit hotels against each other, seeing who was willing to give us the better deal for our business. But as it turned out, we really just needed a place to park and sleep.

Jess made this photo. She’s pretty good, huh? We got stuck in the snow a few times over the weekend. Parking lots were particularly aggravating to get in and out of. I was kicking snow away from my car’s tires. Gotta love snow boots.

Jess leads the charge to our hotel suite at the Princess Royale.

Once we opened the curtains, they stayed open. We also cranked the heat, a luxury we rarely let ourselves indulge in at home.

I love how delicate this image is. The still, almost frozen plastic chairs, practically submitting to the weather while the curtain gently sweeps on Jess’s leg.

Jess’s silhouette shot through the curtain.

I LOVE the infinity effect in mirrors. This was shot in our bathroom.

Jess, reflected in the room’s mirror, checks her e-mail during a Hallmark movie she watched on the room’s flat screen TV.

Jess was in and out of a sleep in the morning. I got a little creative with this shot, juxtaposing her reflection in the window with the snow covered beach dunes.

Dough Rollers was one of the only places open for breakfast. They also did a pretty good job clearing out their parking lot. So, they were awarded with business. I realize the local chain is one of the more beloved Ocean City establishments, but for goodness sake, their coffee is horrible! The last time I ate there I remember thinking the same thing.

I’d be willing to bet the bird population far outnumbers the human population in Ocean City in January.

(October 24, 2007) After we finished eating brunch at J. Christopher’s, I left for Baltimore. Grandmommy learned the virtue of not snapping into “pose mode” when I tried making a picture of her. Mom, cried. I knew she would. The day fit the mood. Georgia was going through a horrible drought, so the drizzle was necessary, but it made for an even sadder day. Despite all my car drama, it was a great visit. I’m, writing this caption six months later and I’m wondering when I’m gonna get back home. I should call more. And even though those two women drive me crazy, they raised me. They made me me. I miss ‘em.

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Charlie Shoemaker is leaving for Africa later this week. So, he threw a party — and, possibly drank 13 beers. This is him the following morning.

The impressive thing about his trip is that he’s actually going. There are a ton of photographers out there who say they want to go to Africa, but he actually followed through. Good stuff, bud. Good stuff.

Below are more photos from the night. Enjoy!

I borrowed Nick Kirkpatrick’s glasses. That’s him in the background.

Drew Anthony Smith brought the beats and a basement dance party ensued.

Brunch at Rockets to Venus the following morning.

Drew Anthony Smith, as he’s known on the internet, ditched Baltimore for Brooklyn.

So…. Jess, Monica, and I sent him off after a hangout night at Frazier’s.

He finally cleaned his car …to sell it.

His trunk is now escapable. …proving this point to Monica.

Monica Lopossay.

Jess.

Huh. I sure did make Drew look like an angry fella in this post.

(L-R) Marty Day, Nick Borkowicz, and (cough cough) Me. This was shot this back in May, 2006.

We got a wild hair up our asses one night. cheap sunglasses, headbands, and novelty gold medals… boom!

Believe it or not, the structure behind us is — check this out — made of styrofoam!!!!! Marty’s step dad does some styrofoam set building on the side.

I set the camera’s intervalometer to take a photo every 5 seconds. I pocket-wizard’d three Alien Bees to light up the situation, too. The lesson I learned is that a five count is an abnormal rhythm. We were off on most of these photos. So, if I ever do something like this again, I’m setting the camera to take a photo every four seconds.

Jess is 27 today. Happy birthday gorgeous!

Jess. eating a snowball. making her cold. Monday, August 24, 2009.

Jess by a sunset in the kitchen at the Remington House.

APAD Queen Mum Supreme, Melissa Lyttle, that’s her finger, held a Thursday night, Pre-Geekfest cookout at her St. Petersburg home Thursday, September 10, 2009. Her Wiemaraner, Em, stole some kitchen floor space and a lot of affection. Those are Keri Wiginton‘s toes and my shoe, below.

As some of you might know, I’m a sucker for sunflares. Downtown St. Petersburg during Geekfest in St. Petersburg, Florida Friday, September 11, 2009.

Corey Perrine letting the sexy window light from the Ponce de Leon’s front door fall on his face for someone else’s cell phone avatar image. later we would BUMP. Geekfest in St. Petersburg, Florida Friday, September 11, 2009.

Megan Miller bought G.J. McCarthy’s lomo ringflash and brought it to Geekfest 2009! During a drink and eat at Chappy’s in St. Petersburg, Florida Friday, September 11, 2009, I borrowed her toy flash and shot Corey Perrine with my D300s. Who else is getting nerdy over those tiny-tiny catch lights? No one? just me?

I turned Megan Miller’s LOMO Ringflash on her. I used my D300s to see what I could get with that fun little toy. I kinda want one now.

I kept on borrowing Megan Miller’s stuff at Chappy’s This shot of Nick Pironio, basking in some window light was shot with her 50 f/1.8.

Sol Neelman chats up St. Pete Times photog Julia Drapkin.

uh huh…..

(L-R) Brandon Kruse, Luanne Dietz, Julia Robinson, and… uh, I don’t know who that guy on the right is.

Drunk goggles? Bob Croslin and John L. White, right.

Nick Pironio, wide eyed, and Megan Miller, far left, surrounded by drunkies.

Jess’s huge immediate family celebrate birthdays in chunks. I’m an August birthday, and so are several other family members.

Here are some shots from the day.

Jess bought party hats.

Did I mention it was a pool party?

Everyone loves John, but poor fella, whenever he comes to a gathering without Milo, he’s met with disappointment.

Doesn’t Lauren know the more she fights it, the more I’m gonna take pictures of her?