Ridin’ Down In The Hollow

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Been on vacation the last week, in Watagua County, North Carolina.

This vacation has turned epic for a number of reasons, some good, some unfortunate. I may get into it over time.

Saturday, though, had to take a drive down to Charlotte, about two hours, give or take, away from Boone, NC.

On that drive I spent about 50-odd miles on Route 421 South, passing into Wilkesboro for a long stretch. The sky was brilliant, the hills rising and falling out my windows, big fluffy clouds overhead. A steady mix of Springsteen, Tom Petty and Sturgill Simpson rode with me up front while the kids Minecrafted in the back.

It dawned on me at some point that I was in pretty famous country, if you’re into that sort of thing. I remembered an Esquire piece I read by Tom Wolfe on and about Junior Johnson called The Last American Hero (look it up, it’s a great piece of writing).

Junior came from a long line of bootleggers, and he ran a lot of ‘shine himself along the dark country North Carolina roads.Then, he started running in stock car races in North Wilksboro and became went on to become arguably the biggest star of stock-car racing.

I’m not into that sport, but that piece by Tom Wolfe impressed me enough for me to remember where I was today. And, sure enough, just after I passed a hot rod Chevy Caprice parked on a patch of grass, I came upon a large green state sign proclaiming this part of Route 421 “Junior Johnson Highway.”

Thunder Road indeed!

(c)Mark Krajnak | JerseyStyle Photography | 2016

 

Friday Noir: The In-Betweens

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Dark corners, whispered plans.

Shaking hands with shaking hands.

The impossible planners with decrepit dreams.

In secret lamplight hideouts.

Trying not to let the world break you,

yet that’s all it does.

Day by day. Night by night.

The scratch of the eight ball, the rye that burns the throat.

Out into theĀ  night,

Not giving a damn about those in-betweens.

Lightening splits the warm night sky.

I have blood in my eye.

We are our father’s sons.

(c)Mark Krajnak | JerseyStyle Photography | 2016

 

 

Protecting Memories

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“For me, photography is about protecting memories. Protecting them for yourself and for others.”

The above quote comes from 72 Essays on Photography by Scott Bourne, something I’m reading right now, in between all the other stuff I’m reading.

Last evening, after dinner, we all had some ice cream that was left over in the freezer from the weekend.

Then my wife then took my daughter to karate class.

Me and the boys…we ran around the yard playing a game we call Pirate. Then we then had a game of catch, rode bikes, and played kickball.

At one point, I saw this scene in front of me. I had my little Canon S120 on me and made this shot. The warm evening light was spot on.

Some grandly planned trip or outing? Nah.

A simple New Jersey summer evening playing like a ten-year-old with my boys, but one I’ll remember because of this photo?

Yep.

I had to protect the memory of this evening.

Go make some memories, and protect them too.

(And you bet I’ll be making a print of this memory.)

(c)Mark Krajnak | JerseyStyle Photography | 2016

 

Lake Life

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I reconnected with Harvey’s Lake back in late 2014.

Now, whenever I visit Northeast Pennsylvania, I feel the need to take the half hour drive to the lake, and take a spin around it.

The old roller skating pavilion, above, was locked up this time. Seemed a bit worse for wear than back in 2014. It was still there, of course, but if you click the link above, you’ll see the old Tijuana club. That one is gone.

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My favorite house is still there, though. For a such as I want a shack at the Jersey Shore, I’d take this one in a heartbeat.

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Finally, just before darkness set, the sky spun clouds of cotton candy pink. Shot this with the Fuji X100T (other ones with the Canon 70D). This dock didn’t look quite so tilted in real life. Maybe the camera does lie…

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Either way, it was another nice trip around the lake. I’m sure I’ll be back.

(c)Mark Krajnak | JerseyStyle Photography | 2016

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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