I did a whole lot of shooting this past week.
First up, I was hired to shoot an event put on by a local business group, the St. Petersburg Downtown Partnership. They do a monthly meet-up with guest speakers. This month featured folks speaking about driver-less vehicles in urban environments and the tech their companies are developing. It was fairly informative, honest, and interesting.
These are some of my shots from the event.
Up next was the SpaceX Starlink launch. I didn’t drive across the state to shoot it up close. I did go back to my dark spot to re-do the launch shot from a few weeks back that was almost a total loss due to fog and condensation. The rocket was launching at virtually the same trajectory as the last one. First is just the launch frame stacked. Second is the launch with about an hour and fifteen minutes of star trails. I didn’t go over the first one with a fine-tooth mouse to get rid of hot pixels and other noisy artifacts. The little dot below the top of the launch trail is the first stage engine firing up for reentry. It was too far out to sea to see the full reentry burn.
And finally, on Saturday I was hired by one of my former employers to shoot the Tampa Bay Margarita and Music Festival. The headlining acts were Nelly, Cold War Kids, and Soul Asylum. I didn’t expect the fest to be as large as it was. When Nelly went on, there were easily 30,000 people there. And they were all going nuts. It was bonkers. Sadly, because of the lack of a proper photo pit, I ended up not being in a good position to get any really good shots of Nelly. One woman tried to start a fight with another woman. Security came over. Everyone in the area up front got shuffled around. I got shuffled out of position. No biggie.
I shot the hell out of Soul Asylum. They effing killed it.
I also had to shoot the fine folks who attended the fest.
If you are so inclined, you can see all my pics from the fest here.
And on a sad note... Our cat, Turbo, passed away this evening. He was a very special needs cat that my wife rescued (along with his sister) when they were too young to survive on their own. She found them abandoned in the back yard. They were so young, she had to bottle-feed them. For weeks Turbo couldn’t walk. His back legs didn’t seem to work. But then one day they did. But that was the least of his problems. He had so much not right with him. He walked the heals of his front paws, not the toes like normal cats. His back legs were a little too long for his tiny body, and one was slightly longer than the other. He stomped rather than walked around. He had a weird nerve-twitch that caused him to scratch behind his ears with his back paws uncontrollably. This caused him to constantly cut himself with his claws. He always had breathing issues. His ears were way too big for his head. His tear ducts with funky. His eyes were red like an albino, except when they were blue like a newborn kitten (I have no idea). He looked like he always had is eyes closed, but could see just fine out of his just barely-opened eyes. I could go on for a long time. He just wasn’t put together properly. But he was a sweet little dude. He had been sick recently but seemed on the mend. Tonight, out of nowhere, he just passed away in my wife’s lap. No warning. We’re devastated. My wife is absolutely crushed. So, enjoy these pictures of the little dude who shouldn’t have been.