Orange Is The New Cool
Frequent visitors to this site may have noticed I didn’t post a Visual Week In Review this past weekend.
I plead guilty. I also plead busy and tired. You see, from Friday afternoon on till late Saturday night, I was shooting a hockey tournament that raised money for concussion awareness and neuroscience research. This all happened down in the deep part of Pennsylvania, Delaware County, just outside of Philly. I stayed just a few minutes away in Wilmington, DE, actually. I don’t get down to that part of the world to often, but that’s where the ice rink was. Four sheets of ice, with games going from 4 p.m. till 10 p.m. on and 8 a.m. to 7 p.m. on Sunday. Then a banquet and check presentation and all that.
On top of all that, I was trying to work it out so that I could do some headshots of an author in Philly Sunday morning. Woke up early, made sure my batteries were charged and cards were cleared. Grabbed an egg white burrito and black coffee from the nearby WaWa.
Then, as I headed north on 1-95, I saw my wife left me a message. I took one of the first off ramps I could get to, and pulled over. The plan for the morning was for my wife to take the kids to a birthday party (one of Chase’s friends), and I’d be home by late morning. Except my little girl fell and banged her knee, was hobbling around. Now she couldn’t go. I didn’t want Chase to miss the part, so I had to make the game-time decision to cancel the photoshoot with the author and head home. I maybe could have done it…but it would have been rushed, and I couldn’t give the author the time I was hoping. And that’s not fair, to them or to me.
As luck would have it, though, I took the call down on Front & Oregon Streets in South Philly. I look over across the street and see this street rod roll up in front of Tony Luke’s, one of the more famous cheesesteak joints in Philly. I was passing in front when the driver got out, and I couldn’t help but express my admiration for the car.
“Mind if I take some pictures?” I said, as I parked my truck South Philly Style (in the center divide).
“Sure,” the driver said.
Bob, the ower, said it’s a Ford (“Anyone could have a Chevy,” he said), a beautiful shade of orange, one of my favorite colors. I can’t remember what year he said it was, but it was beautiful.
He wanted a shot with the Tony Luke’s sign in the background, so I obliged. But I wanted the shot of the just the car and the cheesesteak joint, and got my chance.
For the hockey tournament, I rented a 70-200mm f/2.8 and also, for fun, a fish-eye lens. I got some interesting shots with the fish-eye, but when back far enough, it’s a regular wide-angle lens. I grabbed it out of the truck and it was perfect to get the full wide-angle shot that leads off this piece. The only thing that would have made it better is if it had been dusk, or nighttime, and the lights of Tony Luke’s would have been lit. But, at that time, the streets are jammed (unlike 7:30 on a South Philly Sunday morning) and other cars would have been parked in front. Maybe some day I’ll make that happen.
Speaking of fish-eyes…
So, while one door closed, I happened to be in the right place at the right time. Got lucky. A quiet morning in South Philly, a very cool orange car, and I had the right gear in my bag.
Easy like Sunday morning.
(c)Mark Krajnak | JerseyStyle Photography | 2015