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    A Little Shindig

    Wednesday, November 10th, 2010

    Hi everyone in Internetland. Guess what’s going on tomorrow?

    “Skies Over Mural” is a collection of color photographic prints taken during October 2010 from the rooftop of Mural Apartments near the Junction in West Seattle. As a new resident to the building and to the Pacific Northwest, professional photojournalist Tony Blazejack was drawn to the unique perspective from the roof of the building, which revealed a mix of landscape, wildlife and human development that interact on a daily basis.

    It’s a part of the West Seattle Artwalk, which is all kinds of fun. I’m told there will be goodies (and I won’t be surprised if a Rainier or two sneaks in to the party).So, if you’re in the Seattle area, come on by and say hi.

    A (re)Statement of Purpose

    Sunday, October 31st, 2010

    For too long I’ve let this blog wander aimlessly through the alleys like a drunken hooligan lost during a pub crawl. With Vecta Photo launching and taking much of my time, my personal work is more or less riding in the backseat as I barrel down the professional photographer’s highway.

    I’ve decided to narrow the focus of this blog to what I want my work independent of Vecta to reflect. My passion lies in all most facets of photography, but natural, wildlife and landscape holds a very special place in my heart. Vecta, and all that it does, will be my 9a-5p (yeah, right. Try 6a-8p…) and take up most of my efforts. In the beyond, Tony Blazejack Photography will focus on those passions.

    To help narrow things even more, I’ve created another blog – as is always the remedy to anything, evidently – called the Squeaky Lens to act as a medium for all the weird stuff I come across that is not within the realm of Vecta or my personal work. My hope is that TSL will eventually evolve into a photo blog of sorts that never really needs any explanation or expectation and draws submissions from anyone with any camera.

    So there. Come here for the world of nature. Go to Vecta for weddings, portraiture, editorial, and commercial. Then go to TSL for weirdness. Because everyone needs a little bit of everything.

    Hurricane

    Friday, October 22nd, 2010

    I’m writing the Pet Story. Really. I even started a draft, but then I found out about West5‘s happy hour. But it’s going to happen. Some day.

    For now, I would like you to meet the place near Belltown/South Lake Union in Seattle that stayed open (24 hours) and welcomed us on a late Christmas evening years ago, long before this place became “home.”

    Skunky

    Tuesday, October 19th, 2010

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    A Very Vecta Day in Alki

    Wednesday, October 13th, 2010

    I know, I know. I’m putting off the greatest pet story of all time, all while posting my own self-serving interests instead. Truth be told, I think I’m going to need a few days to sit down and write that post just to get in the vicinity of it. And by vicinity I mean how an asteroid gets within a few hundred million miles of our solar system or some equivalent scale. I will say, however, that said pet made an appearance yesterday at the local vet for a checkup and received instant celebrity status, though no official statements to the media were made.

    My own existence, however, is largely focused on Seattle’s newest and, if I may say so, most promising photographer collaboration since Lindsey Lohan and the Paparazzi Ansel Adams and Film. I’m proud to announce that I have finally worn down Richard Walker‘s defenses and he officially relented in order to form a partnership called Vecta Photo. I’ve known Rich since day one of my own career in photography, shooting alongside him at various assignments in Hawaii. As a veteran staff photographer for the Honolulu Star Bulletin, he was one of the guys who helped shape my own style in photojournalism and I could not be more excited to be affiliated with him and his incredible talent.

    Oh, if that isn’t proof enough of potential greatness, we also played in a band called Motor Vehicle Accident that (indirectly) closed The Wave Waikiki.

    Anyway, Vecta Photo is our formal collaboration on high-end wedding, portraiture, stock, commercial and just about any other type of photography that requires a unique approach with professional execution (hey, I should be in a PR firm.) The critical point of Vecta Photo is that Rich and I have worked together on numerous projects, we know and understand each other’s approach to shooting, and we realize how much more we can accomplish than a single photographer or photographer/assistant team.

    So we were jaunting around Alki, soaking in the tremendously-awesome weather and padding up our stock library (which is searchable, by the way, whilst our full website is under development), whereupon I started to find my stride in getting back in touch with my weird self.

    So there you have it. Being touristy without being touristy. Or something like that. If you’re in the Pacific Northwest (or – if you feel like flying us out – anywhere on Planet Earth) and looking for a solid photographic team, keep your eye on VectaPhoto.com. There’s nothing that scares us.

    Except Linsey Lohan.

    Cheers.

    More From the Top

    Thursday, October 7th, 2010

    Though the clouds moved in this afternoon and the mercury steadily plummeted, we’ve had some amazing weather here in West Seattle the past few days. Plenty of action from the rooftop, and no shortage of interesting things going on. Last week, I spotted what I thought could be the fastest bird on planet Earth, a Peregrine Falcon, hunting the local gang flock of pigeons. Yesterday, my suspicions were confirmed and my poorly-contained excitement echoed off the walls of the neighboring buildings repeatedly. Yes, I’m a nerd, but I digress. This thing is beautiful, compact, and fast. I had two real opportunities yesterday at it (in the form of mach-6 fly-bys), and even then I had trouble framing and keeping focus. I haven’t gotten the shot, but I’m still bouncing around like a little schoolgirl after confirming that such a magnificent avian exists right here in my new ‘hood.

    Beyond my newly found falcon obsession, I was reminded that you don’t have to fly around at 200+ mph to be a bad-ass bird of prey. A Cooper’s Hawk, probably in a territorial fit over the falcon, decided to see what kind of human has a huge, black clicking piece of glass for a face. Perched at ~16” and about 25′ away, it was almost too tight @ 850mm (500mm+1.7x full-frame for all my fellow photo dorks).

    Anyway, some days you’re the Pigeon (Columbia Livia, I believe)…

    …and some days you’re the Falcon (Falco Peregrinus)….

    Cooper’s Hawk (Accipiter cooperii - 90% here, but will humbly be corrected if wrong)

    Goes to show, for better or for worse, that you don’t always have to run to the fringes of the backcountry to find some pretty incredible moments in nature.

    Aside from starting a full-fledged, bonafied photo buisness along side the one and only Richard Walker that is sure to take the Northwest by the horns, there was a Kinetic race in Port Townsend and the single-most amazing story I’ve personally encountered in the domesticity of pets. In other words, much more to follow.

    More From the Top

    Thursday, September 30th, 2010

    What the hell… I’m getting sick of this one-photo-per-post trend.

    You can blame Gallows’ Grey Britain for that. Go buy it and proceed to tear your face off.

    I did, and have no regrets.

    A Fantastic Idea

    Wednesday, September 29th, 2010

    Funny how a metropolis with severe geographic obstacles ends up with one of the most effective mass-transit systems I’ve ever encountered.

    One for the Birds

    Friday, July 23rd, 2010

    Anyone close to me knows that I recently returned from three weeks in the Pacific Northwest. Aside from providing an escape for Amber and me to get out of our heads for awhile, the trip had a much more specific purpose. Ever since we left Hawai‘i, we had planned to eventually end up somewhere on the west coast. Seattle and Portland held a particular interest from our point of view, and our time in the area proved to be a scouting mission more than anything else.

    If it’s not obvious already, let me take the opportunity to formally announce to my faithful blog audience of three (four?) people that we will be moving to the Seattle area in the next four weeks.

    Further, I’m extremely excited to get back into shooting stills on a primary basis. It has been awhile since I’ve been a “full-time pro” and I’d be lying if I said it weren’t a nagging feeling I’ve had lately.


    Anyway, when I wasn’t sampling some of the finer cafes, breweries, and local hangouts of Washington and Oregon I was probably running around trying to shoot a few decent photos. Of particular interest to me was the extraordinary avian presence on the Olympic Peninsula. Drastically ill-equipped with a 16-35mm and 70-200mm lenses (most “serious” birding photographers advocate for a minimum of 500mm reach), I did what I could. Beyond the pictures, however, was the sheer gratification of seeing an early morning feeding, mid-day flight, or evening search for food by a multitude of wondrous hawks, sparrows, eagles, herons, and even gulls.

    There is something about the area, a certain feeling, that is hard for me to put into a wordy description. Perhaps it is why everyone we know out there went out of their way to convince us to move to the area – perhaps because its allure reaches them with the same intensity.

    For me, I saw it in the water, the mountains, and particularly in the birds.

    More to come…


    Chasing Ghosts

    Monday, July 19th, 2010

    Many, many thanks to Brian Call for allowing me to tag along. Brian is a phenomenal photographer, but more importantly a completely dedicated naturalist who works tirelessly to educate and advocate about South Florida’s fragile ecosystem. There are only a handful of individuals who are as knowledgeable and active in the Everglades/Big Cypress and without these people our backyard wilderness would be all but lost.

    Brian and several other naturalists have been monitoring and documenting ghost orchids for some time. Considered one of the rarest and treasured orchids, they grow and bloom only in very specific circumstances. Romanticized by the book The Orchid Thief and then the movie “Adaptation”, many attempt to poach Ghost Orchids for a quick buck without realizing the flower cannot survive without its native habitat. In response, naturalists and park rangers have meticulously monitored known Ghost Orchids, even going as far as installing cameras to ensure their security and deter the senseless poaching of the orchids.

    Though my experience shooting rare floral blooms ranks right up there with the number of times I’ve landed a Sports Illustrated cover (for those keeping count, that would equate exactly to zero), I brought along some gear and went at it regardless. I couldn’t hold a candle to those who spend inordinate amounts of time learning, seeking and documenting these types of things, but I feel privileged to have the opportunity.

    Mid-day, hand-held, natural-light shooting is probably not optimal for this kind of thing, but I feel that I came away with a few decent images.

    Wayne Rassner, left, and Tony Marx pose for a picture after a successful Ghost Orchid excursion. Few, if any, facts about the South Florida ecosystem go unknown between the two of them.