Therapeutic fair

I can remember when I got my first camera. I can remember when I sold my video camera to get more serious into my digital photography. I can remember when I got my first higher end digital. And I remember going out to take pictures of anything and everything in the middle of the night.

Why did I do it? Because I was escaping the reality of life. I was putting the bad thoughts, the sad times, and anything else bothering behind me to do something that made me happy. Taking pictures.

I still find myself doing this.

Sometimes I will remove my eye from the viewfinder, pear over my camera and realize I have no clue what has been going on around me for the past 10 minutes. Much like texting or talking while driving, maybe even changing the radio station, to look up and realize you have no idea how you managed to stay on your side of the road with out causing an accident.

My trip the Mason Dixon Fair wasn't solely therapeutic, I had been wanting to shoot my small town carnival in Jarrettsville, Md. for the past couple years and have missed it, including this year, every time. I was itching to shoot a hard-core redneck carnival.

I must say, I had a blast. I was smiling the entire time, and why wouldn't I? This place was littered with funny animals, tractor pulls, good old country boys and girls, rides, and of course, overpriced carny games.

Shooting was pretty loose tonight, as I was just having a good time. I may try and make it back up there before it ends, make a story out of it. Until then, I'll post a couple of my favorites on my Flickr page as I get through all my images tonight and tomorrow.

PS. I added a mini BIO to my sidebar, check it out. I know, took long enough, right?