Today was good. I went to a farmer's market in Woodstock, VT to get a standalone for tomorrow's paper. That shot was a real piece of shit so I looked for a better one on the way to my next assignment. I found this place on top of a hill with about 90 barn animals sticking out of the ground, it was just too funny. All these little cows, pigs, foxes, and one, just one black bear. They were all placed chaotically into little herds by order of their species.
Obviously the paper needs something with people...
Clearly, the pigs were planning an attack against the intruding 2-leggers.
From here I drove to Thetford, VT. My reporter counterpart got in contact with a Vermont State Delegate that just got back from the Democratic National Convention so the paper needed a portrait of her. Her name was Sherry and she was terrific. She lit up like a little kid in a field of stuffed pigs when she talked about being at Obama's acceptance speech.
Soccer at Dartmouth College was next. I hate sports shooting, I'm sure Richard Avedon was a better sports photographer than me so I won't even post those- when things really get going, like a goal has the potential to be scored in the next moment I always find myself with the camera down, watching the game, I'm awful. However, I did see a player break his leg today (heard it snap too). That leg was fucked, his foot was almost facing backwards it looked like some gnarly tree branch- I felt sick to my stomach.
