Friday, December 23, 2011

11-7-11 Addenda

Inside the Homestead Dairy. As I shot it while filming a "Do My Job, Bob," I guess this could have gone with the earlier post, but it seemed more appropriate here. The bottles (real glass, just like the old days) are loaded into the crates by hand. In a neighboring room, ice cream is still hand-packed into the containers. Really a heartwarming place to see at work.

Outside dance class, on nice days, they have this little table, and in the late afternoon the setting sun shines between the buildings across the street, casting artful shadows.

Inside dance class, we all remove our shoes before going in. The scattered little shapes had a sort of Jackson Pollock aspect for me, as well as telling a little story.

Halloween at the International House of Washington & Lee University...

Before the political rally at Roanoke Airport. I was told I was to cover the governor arriving -- a quick hello, maybe a sound bite, then into the car and off to a day of campaigning. We just needed something for the noon news. But the posters started going up, and the politicians started arriving, and the crowd gathered, and it began to become clear this was something more than advertised. As things prepared to kick off, a texted a photo back to the newsroom showing a lineup of a dozen or so politicos lined up, as if waiting for ice cream, behind the lectern -- the governor, lieutenant governor, state attorney general, congressmen, state senators, etc., etc. "This could take a while," I wrote ... and it did.

But I did enjoy this classic scene of American politics: two volunteers making sure their candidate's poster was up behind the speakers' platform.

And here the crowd listens to the speakers. I felt foolish later to learn that the woman at far right is Octavia Johnson, Roanoke's sheriff. I had no idea at the time...


11-7-11 Scenes from work

Martinsville Speedway at dawn, the day before racing. This is one of the few times I have to admit that color would be preferable; the light -- blue and pink as the sun rose behind the clouds -- was remarkable.


Bob did a feature story working with the guys who paint the signs around the track. You don't much think about it, but every time the racers scrape the wall, let alone run into it, they take off the paint ... and those companies pay big money.


After the live shot, there was a nearby country diner our satellite truck operator, Sam Doyle (right) knew about. Classic. They had an egg and pork tenderloin that was all that is good about Southern breakfast cooking.


For Halloween, downtown Roanoke has special promotions, which we previewed that morning. That is why Bob is standing in the chill, predawn darkness, inputting material onto the station website ... while dressed as an Angry Bird. The things we will do for television. To his credit, the promoter dressed as King Pig.


On the set, chief meteorologist Robin Reed, off duty in his jeans, chats with Brent Watts ...


The production crew talks with anchor Chris Hurst (far right, of course -- he's the only one in a suit) before the show.


Another "Do My Job, Bob," was at a local country music station, 94.9 Star Country, where the co-anchor of the morning show was out sick.


DJ Brett Sharp Laughs at a joke from Bob while monitoring the board.


The news from Hollywood.


"Boomer" occasionally steps in during the show to add to the hilarity, but spends much of the time off to the side like this. An unassuming figure when you first see him, he has a wicked (in both the figurative and literal sense) of humor, at one point prodding Bob and Brett into a series of increasingly obscene double entendres while supposedly discussing how to put together a TV newscast.

Shot with the 35mm f2 Summicron on an M3 using Kodak's BW400CN film.