Coming next week

September 16, 2010

Hey there – next week I’m going to take a break from my current “photo of the day” format and talk about food photography.  The myths, the FAQ’s, what you need to know before a shoot, how to get the most out of your shoot, popular misconceptions, etc.  Let me know your concerns and questions and I will try to address them.  See you Monday!

Tomatoes on the ledge

September 15, 2010

Old wine bottle

September 14, 2010

Shot with stylist Lauren Niles.

Food writer Adam Ried

September 13, 2010

Here’s Adam, with whom I work when we shoot the Sunday Globe columns.   He’s also the author of THOROUGHLY MODERN MILKSHAKES. Mmmm…..

Ice Cream Parlor

September 10, 2010

Plums

September 9, 2010

On the beach

September 9, 2010

Fork

September 7, 2010

Soda bottle

September 6, 2010

I just returned this weekend from a 350 mile ride along the Blue Ridge Parkway, a two-lane road winding along the ridge of the Appalachian Mountains in North Carolina and Virginia. Originally a WPA project built between the wars, the Parkway was conceived as a series of connected vistas running the spine of the mountains, and was (and is) for pleasure vehicles only.  That, along with the fact that the speed limit is 45 mph, makes for a perfect (though challenging) cycling route.

We were about 40 riders, of all ages and coming from all over.  Riding around every turn we’d have yet another breathtaking view, to the point that we began to feel gorged by day two.

Had to wear my Boston jersey, of course!

Yeah, I see why they call it the Blue Ridge.

Here’s the Linn Cove Viaduct, a piece that they had to build around the side of the mountain.

We camped every night.  Here’s our little campground on the last night of the trip – what a finish!

During the course of the 6 days’ riding, I climbed a total of 32,000 feet.  I was always in either my highest or my lowest gears – rarely the middle ones – because there simply are no flat parts. I just kept reminding myself, “after every hill, there must follow a descent!”  It’s good to be back.  I’m not sore, just a little stiff.