Missed opportunities

Missed opportunities

Back in the day, during my first photography career, I usually only shot events which I was being paid to attend. I hardly ever went somewhere “on spec.” Therefore, I never shot a Grand Prix. Nor did I shoot many CART races. In fact, I only shot one, in 1983 at Mid Ohio. I should have learned right then that shooting a few events because I WANTED to might have paid off later. As you look through my 1980’s images here, you’ll see some of Mario Andretti, Rick Mears, and Al Unser. These are all portfolio images, some of my best work as WB photographer V.1.0. And all shot on the same weekend. Just goes to show, if you love your subject matter, have a real passion and respect for it, some magic can, and will, happen. I still remember that weekend now, some 30 years later… I can’t imagine, though, how much cooler my archives would be if I had shot a few Indy 500’s and maybe had bothered going to Long Beach a few times. Jeez, and to think I wanted to spend those off weekends in Atlanta doing whatever is was that we teenagers did back then…


Doing it again…

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I shot my first NHRA race again, some 35 years after shooting my “real” first NHRA race. That year was 1979, and I was a wide-eyed 16 year old from Atlanta, in Indianapolis for a week by myself. Yes, my parents were that cool. And with a full on media / photo credential, thanks to having been published in one of the biggest and most respected dailies in the country earlier that same year, I was attending my first U.S. Nationals in the best way possible – as a “professional” photographer!

It was very cool, I gotta say, even if my photos were not worth a damn. Did I know how to focus a camera? Not very well, as it turned out. But what didn’t suck was meeting some of the sports best photographers, people who I had followed through the media almost as much as I had followed the racers. And some of those very photographers who I idolized, people like Jon Asher, have been friends since those very early days.Going back Indy this year – and photographing it – was at first a little weird, but once I realized how much fun it was, and the images I was getting, (thanks to Mark Rebilas’ loan of a Canon 300mm, 2.8 which I used as a 600mm,) it quickly became fun. I enjoyed it, and even the constant questions of “when are you coming back (to drive),” and “why are you shooting pictures again,” didn’t bother me. The answer, for the record: I’m not, and because I want to.

Winning Indy, twice, is obviously the pinnacle of the sport – and therefore of my career too – and is so extremely rewarding. It is just huge. Shooting Indy is, of course, different from racing it, but challenging and equally rewarding, even if in a different way. It is that challenge and reward that makes me like it.

Five of my favorite images from this year. Not the best ones, not at all, but the ones I like.

WB, Sept 2014