CON TEST

Okay dork boys, geek girls, funky foto fans and drool suckas, it’s your turn.

I read in the Globe + Mail the other day that blogs are dying. Lots of folks started them
when they were all the rage but soon grew weary of posting. Or, I guess, discovered that
they really had nothing to say.

That article got me thinking. Why did I start drool? What do I have to say?

I started it on a whim. I like the idea that each week can be a little mini project, that I can
throw up out-takes, shots from my archives, random thoughts, shit like that.

Some weeks it’s tough to find a subject. I sit down and jot some stupid thing, or post
some throwaway pix. Later I might find out that someone (or other) thought that that post
was one of my best.

Other times I put my heart + soul into it, think it’s the best post ever, and no one cares.

Funny, that.

I had no real aspirations when I started drool, no ambition except to do it and see what happened,
what I came up with. So far I’m mostly enjoying it. And I think I’m pleased with the traffic. My
latest stats tell me that get over 150 unique visitors a day and that they stay for 14.02 minutes.
That’s the average.

And I think: Who are you?

So, this week I’m running a contest, trying to find out.

All you’ve got to do to enter is post a comment here containing a few sentences telling me why you check
drool out. What you like and/or what you don’t like. There’s a comment link just under each post’s title.
The winners will be chosen by a random draw.

The first prize is a little framed print. “Super 8, Wooster, Ohio, 2005”. There are also two runner-up
prizes…..my booklet: IN DREAMLAND.

I think that not everyone checks in to drool every week, so I’m leaving this contest open until the end of
the month.

Fill me in.

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STORIES

People have stories. Photographing people you get to hear some of those stories.
Sometimes the shoot itself gives you a story.

Here are two…….

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Mando

When I’m looking for people to photograph I’ll often go to places where folks hang out:
laundromats, car washes, gas stations, barbershops, garages, places like that.

I stopped by a garage in Westmoreland, California. Met Mando and his coworker. We
talked about the weather, the war and stuff like that. I was totally struck by Mando’s
face. I really wanted to take his picture. After a while I asked him if I could. He was
quite reserved, almost shy, and told me: “No”.

Now, usually when someone says no to my request to shoot them I say: “Fine, no biggie”,
or something along those lines. But I thought this guy’s face was too interesting for me
to give up so easily.

So I said to him: “That’s okay. I can’t help it if you’re a pussy”. I figured I’d either get
the shot or get a lug wrench upside the head.

He looked at me and said: “Okay, just let me go wash my face.”

I liked his face dirty but settled for what he offered. While he was in getting cleaned up
his coworker said to me: “You know why he’s letting you take his picture? Because you
called him a pussy”.

I said: “I know”.

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Lobie Tillis

Lobie lives in Panther Burn, Mississippi. By herself, in a trailer.

I asked her if she’s always lived in Panther Burn. She told me she was born there but moved
to Chicago with her husband, where they both worked for many years. She told me she moved
back to Panther Burn because her mother, who lived there, was sick.

Here’s Lobie: “I axed my husband to come back to Panther Boin (how she pronounced “Burn”)
with me, so’s I could look after my momma. He said to me he was gonna rest (stay) in Chicago,
weren’t gonna move back to Panther Boin. So I left him. I come back here. You can always get
another man, you ain’t got but one momma”.

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Thanks Tobin for making me this groovy graffiti tag that I’m going to use in my e-mail signature.

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Tobin’s an ex-assistant of mine, now a photographer in Toronto. See his work at tobingrimshaw.com

FIRST FLY INSIDE + SHOOTING OUTSIDE

Must be Spring, the flies are coming out.

This is the first one that woke up in our house this year. I love the way
it’s color changes depending upon the angle it’s struck by light.

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Spring is also the beginning of being able to shoot outside without freezing
your ass off. I’m very happy that the great outdoors is now a viable option.
There’s way more outside than there is inside. That can really complicate
shoots in terms of possibilities, but I mostly believe that complications are
more fun than limitations.

The one thing I really hate about shooting outside, tho, is the bugs.

Bugs bug me.

I dug out a couple of pages from the Canadian Council on Substance
Abuse annual report. I shot these last summer in my back yard.

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