a co-worker saw me in the hallway today and said "bryan! where've been!?" people never get used to the idea of photographers actually going somewhere to take pictures. last week i photographed airport volleyball as they lost (unexpectedly) in the state quarterfinal match. the star player (pictured) fell down to her knees and let out a heart-wrenching scream/yell. i felt her pain and got a little chocked up myself. shot a rehearsal tonight for the nutcracker - simple foot photo, but i like it. the week before i met laura, she turned 100 on the 13th. i can not tell you how many 100-year-olds i've photographed while at the evening news. too many to count. i think that's pretty amazing, so many that i can't count them all.
