Wednesday, November 4, 2009
hats
as a kid i wanted to be many things. a cowboy was one of them (yup, i've watched a lot of john wayne movies and such). i didn't really like cows, but i loved the hats. and the attitude. i ended up at a rodeo last summer, and guess what... i saw real cowboys. well, they were high schoolers but they took themselves seriously. and so did the adults that were there. and so did i. and loved their hats. and the light. and i just kept taking picture after picture.
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I am especially fond of the first four. Nice series. What's the story behind the scar?
Hey Ann, thanks for your comments and for taking time to look at my blog. The kid was a participant in the rodeo competition and got injured the day before I photographed him. The short story is: he rode a horse, the horse didn't like that and the rider ended up falling off of the horse's back. He got hit by the horse while falling. Though guy, I'd say.
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I love the first one. It has such a dramatic impact!
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