Sometimes you find yourself in an interesting spot.
Here we were exploring the powerplant at Oak Knoll Naval Hospital.
The boilers were nice and crusty, peely brick and rusty.
Found a door that opened and decided that light painting would be fun.
so i set up a remote speedlight just inside the door way to light interior, and painted exterior w flashlight.
Unfortunately when i reached to get it, i managed to knock it over and it dropped down inside the boiler itself.
Leaning in to try to reach it i discovered that the opening was just wide enough for my body…
So I wiggled thru to get my speedlight, then looked about and realized what a cool space!
so decided to paint some more, with gels on my flashlight.
had my wingman shine a light in the square observation portal on the wall.
It kinda gets lost in my bright lights.
Don’t know what was inside, but it was pretty deep with flakes of some metal…
Fortunately i wore gloves… and a mask…! 😉
Now, would like to learn how these things worked! Guessing flames came from the round openings, warming the water in the pipes that ran across the wall and ceiling..
A evening visit to wine country. Intention was to visit an abandoned location, but it required navigating some railroad tracks. Got there at dusk. Amazed by all the great graff, started to snap with some nifty ambient lighting the cars. Was just able to get these few snaps when a trio of powerful, tight-beamed flashlights started coming towards me, and then a shout of “Stop right there!” So I did, no sense running. (The last photo was lit by the police flashlights – thx..)
Napa Police had us line up against the train, drop our gear and face the rail cars. Standard line of questions and scare tactics ensued, followed by the gathering of ID and info. They soon realized we were neither the scrapper-thieves the locals have been dealing with, nor the ones painting the cars.
Cops then actually became quite cool. We started talking flashlight tech, and about famous/notorious painters we’ve seen around the bay and had spotted around that yard. We showed them some in-camera snaps. Then they even gave some suggestions of other places with great graff. We were then escorted out of the yard with no further action taken. Bummed our plans were cut short, but we’ll go back again, via a new route, of course…
Testing my first blog with a few images from a night with the incredible lady ninjas 3.
We had a fun late night playing with light paint and long exp.
I had a couple new light sticks, and my sexy Duluth firehose workpants.
As you can see.. I stayed warm, rip-free, and ladies couldn’t stop checking out my derrière.
Despite their appearance and lack of maintenance, those trailers are still owned.
Security guy for nearby bldg got a little nervous, sweated us a few times.
(dude, stick to your job…)