Photo via devinsupertramp
I think it was Jeremy Cowart (I could be wrong) who once wrote about the spread of high-end camera equipment. He told a story about getting turned down by several companies when he offered his photographic services. They said something to the effect of, “Why do we need to hire a photographer? Everybody knows a kid with a 5D.”
It’s true, most people do know the “kid with the 5D” but just because you own a slick piece of gear doesn’t mean you know how to use it. Enter Devin Graham aka devinsupertramp to those who know him on YouTube. He’s young but he is mastering a niche where he marries exotic and compelling footage with stunning Glidecam work.
Often he films the standard YouTube fare (read friends jumping off high things) but adds a level of professionalism and creativity uncommon for the video sharing website. Some of his best work is his commercial and documentary projects, like this one he did for the Kualoa Ranch on the Hawaiian island of Oahu. (I hope you have a fast connection because all his videos deserve to be watched in HD)
His piece on fire dancing is less scenic but equally epic.
And his footage from Tahiti is enough to make any desk jockey jealous.
Of course his “just for fun” videos are pretty great too.
Graham relies heavily on a Glidecam 4000 to capture his signature flying look and has the added benefit of working with composer Stephen Anderson to score most of his films. To find out more about Graham check out his blog devingraham.blogspot.com.
There comes a time in a pilot’s career where they have to ask a difficult question: “Will this be my last flight?” For some, it comes as the ground rapidly approaches. For others, the question arises as their lives wind down and they take another look at the responsibility of piloting. Continue reading
Humans are more or less given to irrationality. It is not to say odd-defying behavior hasn’t served a purpose. After all, facing mastodons with sharp sticks, sailing canoes to distant lands or attempting to discover which mushrooms are delicious and which are deadly might not be the sanest of endeavors.
Of course, it is this same impulse that drags the desperate to whirring slot machines, bamboozles the educated into pyramid-shaped corporate structures and inspires cowboys to ride bulls. Continue reading
Seeds of Hope has an amazing mission and sees results that are truly astounding, sometimes their community-level efforts surpass even those of major well-established NGOs. This video took almost two months of work to complete. I was responsible for everything from narration and editing to animation and securing soundtrack rights.
Seeds of Hope International Partnerships Info Video from Seeds of Hope on Vimeo.
To find out more about Seeds of Hope visit their website at www.sohip.org
This graphic was the result of several weeks of research and interviews with water agencies on California’s Central Coast. I worked closely with the heads of multiple agencies to create a detailed picture of every agency involved in local water policy. For clarity and brevity, this map does not include any public health agencies or sanitation districts. Once published, I received requests for this graphic from public agencies including the National Marine Fisheries Service (NMFS). I learned the document I had produced was unique and something the government bodies involved were eager to have. Continue reading
Bang! Hammer rings against steel. Bang! Another blow hits, this time sending molten slag streaking away from the hammer. Bang! In the glow of a forge, the hammer strikes now fall in rapid succession, taking an unassuming bar of steel and creating something more. Continue reading
There are a few restaurants on the Central Coast that I have been excited to write about since this food column first debuted. Trattoria Grappolo was firmly seated at the top of that list, but I struggled to begin the story. Not because it wasn’t interesting, but because head chef Leonardo Curti does so many interesting things. Continue reading
The year was 2008 and like everyone who graduates college with a Liberal Arts degree, I was asking, “Now what?” Jobs weren’t dropping from the sky, my friends were moving on in life and getting married. I knew we needed a last hurrah of boyhood. Something big, something crazy and something that would go down in our histories as the adventure of a lifetime: We were going to backpack Europe. Continue reading
Last July, the Valley Journal reported on a story about a small team of locals who were building a hospital in Haiti. As that project nears completion, we sat down with the team again to discuss their progress, experience and what still needs to be done. Continue reading
In a hilltop ranch-house with sweeping views of the Santa Ynez Valley, a group of about 15 gathered. Many were Valley dwellers, but all shared one thing in common; their passports. Passports that read like a diplomat assigned to some far-flung outpost in Africa. Kenya, Rwanda, Egypt – the bond among those gathered was their time on the African continent.
The new movement in endurance sports is as old as man himself. Runners convinced that if it was good enough for their ancestors, it’s good enough for them, are abandoning their cushioned shoes in favor of something less. Strapping on thin sandals, slipping into quirky foot-shaped shoes or ditching footwear altogether, these athletes believe less is more. On Saturday, a race in the Santa Ynez Valley gave them a chance to put their feet to the test.
About 30 miles west of Baghdad and 15 miles south of Fallujah, the Euphrates River jogs sharply to the south and back again to the north, creating a hairpin bend in the river’s course. The land cradled between the two sections of one river is green, contrasted to the shades of brown that make up the desert nearby. The irrigated fields are crisscrossed by dirt tracks and a larger road follows the river a few hundred feet from the bank.
It was here, just past a grove of palm trees, that an improvised explosive device (IED) took Aaron Allen’s life on Nov. 14, 2008. He was 24, on his second tour of duty in Iraq and weeks away from the end of his enlistment.