I have continued to look through old photos and found another old favorite from last year. This was from another exploring trip downtown. Last year I would hop in my car to escape school and drive to the center of Indy. I got a lot of great shots and became much more comfortable with the city. It was a great time and a lot of fun. And it got some great shots for me.
The last of the night photos. This is the Evans Center, where the COM, Nursing School and Visual Arts department is located. I may have already mentioned this place. It is a very interesting building and it’s especially cool at night. I’m beginning to get a little more used to it, though I do still miss Fisher Hall.
I’ve always found the architecture amazing in Vegas. I mean at least they are putting lost money to good cause.
The buildings that stand incredibly tall with amazing detail. Not to mention all that go into the casinos as well as outside or around them. Just absolutely stunning.
In 1962 a man named Jay took the $35 million that was loaned to him and began to construct what was then 14 stories and 680 rooms and called it Caesars Palace. He chose the name because he thought it would evoke thoughts of royalty because of Roman general Julius Caesar. In 1969 he sold the hotel for $60 million. There are now 3,960 rooms within 6 towers & 166,000 sq feet of gaming space.
Shot outside Caesars Palace and we are still unsure if it’s pager friendly….
Sometimes when I take a shot I can imagine so much more. So much more that could go into the shot. So many other shots that I could get. So many ways to play with the light and the location. All the different subjects, moods, and emotions I could work with. All these things just pop in my head and then it’s my job to turn it into reality. So as I took this shot, I explained to Hannah how I could imagine a bride, in an elegant white dress, walking down this path. This spot would be perfect for weddings. Maybe I’ll get those shots someday.
The Lilly house. It’s a beautiful mansion. It’s usually shot from the front, so I like this shot from the back. You have to walk about beautiful paths through gardens full of flowers to get to it. And then you turn around a corner and it emerges through trees. And there it is. Standing elegant and strong to this day. A very old mansion from another time, still holding onto and presenting the elegance and wealth of its time.
Tonight we were supposed to study. We decided to leave campus to study somewhere else. We wanted to make it as fun as possible. So we tried our favorite Starbucks, but it was full of people. Then we tried another Starbucks, but we didn’t like where it was at. So then we went to the Starbucks in Broad Ripple. Surely this one would be open and a fun place to study. But when we got there it was closed. It was only seven. So we walked around Broad Ripple a bit and then decided to find somewhere else to go. We tried a McDonalds, but didn’t like it either. Eventually we ended up at a Starbucks on the Circle, about an hour and a half later. But we still got some studying done, we had some fun, and I ended up getting this shot before we headed back to campus. So it was a good little adventure in the end.
I love construction. I always have. That’s always what I wanted to do when I was a little kid. Some of my favorite memories were getting to go to construction sites with my dad. Seeing the workers, the machinery, the loud noises, the smell of lumber and drywall, tools, concrete, steel, and scaffolding. I love it. I love watching new buildings being built. Houses, apartments, stores, roads, halls. New places to live and work and play. Progress. Unlike a lot of people, I like having construction on campus. I like watching a new hall being built. I’ve watched it grow from the ground up. I loved hearing the pile drivers pound steel beams into the ground, I like hearing the saws, I like watching the sparks fly from welding. I like the renovation in the other halls too. Watching drywall be put up and smelling drywall mud and paint. Maybe it’s because I’ve always been around it. Maybe it’s because that’s my dad’s life. He’s taught me everything I know about construction and building. And I love being able to say that my dad built that store or those apartments, or that beautiful new hotel that changed a part of a city. I don’t want to be a construction worker or project manager anymore, but I’ll always love construction.
Yesterday I talked about mundane things. I guess this is another one. This is the door I use to get up to my floor. This is the door and the lights that welcome me home after a hard night of work. I know that as I walk through that door and up three flights of stairs, laughing, yelling, blaring music and TV’s, and my room await me. Through the door and up the stairs, awaits rest, familiarity and what I call one of my homes.
This is the Dog Walk at Marian University. It is one of the supposedly haunted places on campus. Apparently a man walking a dog can sometimes be seen on the dog walk. It can be a really creepy looking place at night, and I can see why it’s thought to be haunted. There are plenty of other places on campus that are haunted. I’ve walked past this place countless times and tonight while walking back to my room I finally stopped to get a shot. This place has a lot of potential for better shots and I plan on working with it more.