Uber Man Story

Happy Friday all!! 

For any of you who follow The WKU Herald, you’ve probably seen my first video of the semester. I had the privilege of following around Uber driver and Bowling Green resident, Rick Abbott. I got the chance to document his story over 3 days… I should say nights. 

Late nights driving around in the passenger seat while Rick gave safe rides to those enjoying the BG night life was pretty cool. The only times I’m usually out at night is when.. well.. never; so it was cool to see the interactions on the street. I never realized how much the square changes after midnight. Needless to say my sleep schedule is still off. 

The editing for this was a learning process because I’m not used to night shoots, but thankfully I was next to my editor who, despite working on a separate project, was willing to answer all of my questions and teach me what I had to do. Took until about 11 at night, but I think it turned out pretty decently. Thank you Tyler!

I learned so much about Rick, I got to meet his hilariously sarcastic daughter, and basically took a joy ride for 3 nights in a Chrysler 300. Definitely a great feature story to start off the year. 

Rick, thank you for letting me follow you around and sharing your story with me. 

Enjoy everyone!



Road trip Part 1: The Drive

There is something to be said for just going. I have always been the kind of person to need some sort of schedule, know whats ahead, know the plan. I made it a point to limit how much I could schedule. It was such an amazing decision. It allowed me to really stop and see the sights. What’s the point of a destination if you won’t enjoy the journey, right? 

On the first part of my trip I tried to visit as many of my dear friends as I could… but that turned out to be much much harder than I thought  it would be. I was fortunate enough to have the people and their schedule align so wonderfully that we got to see each other. I got to see friends and family that I hadn’t seen for years; some 10 years, others 5 or so. It was great reminder as to why I was taking this trip in the first place. Sometimes when you end of traveling day in and day out you stop looking at the road with the big doe eyes you started out with. But, when I got to see those friends that I had not seen in years, given them hugs, and then talked like nothing has changed…. That was it. It was like someone pushed my restart button and I was so ready for the rest of my road trip. To photograph my friends and family and to make memories on my camera and on my brain. 

Being on the road, by myself, seeing the world, seeing those that I love…. That was one experience I will never forget. Thank you to everyone that gave me a place to sleep, food to eat, and the memories that were made. 



Colorado Is For Photographers

CO has always been a place that peaked my interest. My first time going there was for a Sports Photography Workshop with Clarkson Creative. It was held in the middle of Colorado Springs and I could not seem to get over the fact that every single space of this city was beautiful. There was never a bad view no matter where you stood. So, naturally, when I got the opportunity to go along on a trip with someone very special to me, I had to say yes, & I’m very glad that I did. 

This trip gave me an opportunity to pick up my camera again, for fun, without having to worry about what my editor will think or what the client wants. This gave me an opportunity to say.. okay, I get to sit the work camera down and pick up the fun camera. & I’m very glad that I did this too. 


We went adventuring all over! We took the cog train up to Pike’s Peak (There are photos that look crooked but in fact are level… yeah… let that sink in.), we explored the gorge in the Rockies, Denver, and then finished off with the best, a concert at the Red Rocks Amphitheater. By the end of my trip I was forgetting to take photos of what I was looking at because I couldn’t seem to avert my eyes or my mind to anything else. My chest was tight the whole time (thanks asthma) but it was worth it. I would love to come back and actually climb one of the “Fourteeners” and I have no doubt in my mind that I will do that. I’ll just have to remember my camera… and inhaler. 

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