Nashville, Get Ready, 'Cause Here We Come!

WARNING: This post is photo-heavy. Continue past jump, if you dare!

One of the things that had been planned for when our father came out to visit was a trip to Nashville, TN. I've been through Tennessee before, but never to Nashville. It really is like Hollywood with a touch of twang! Or... the Athens of the South, which has a certain ring to it for sure.

Anyway, since neither my father nor I had ever been, Jack took charge as the tour guide of sorts. Our first stop? THE PARTHENON! So very, very cool. It's a reconstruction of the original Parthenon of Athens, Greece. The city of Nashville commissioned the original, which was a wood and plaster affair built in the center of Centennial Park, for the 1897 fair celebrating Nashville's first hundred years. It was later rebuilt, on the original foundation, in concrete. The rebuild started in 1920, with the exterior finished in '25 and the interior in '31.

"First" Nashville, TN. December, 2010.

Here's us, after a couple hours on the road. It's something like 10 in the ante meridian, and really cold, and windy. Or at least, strong-breezy. I think we all had on fleece or flannel pajama pants under our jeans, which works pretty well. Just, ya know, FYI...

Portraiture, attempt No. 1

We had a couple of days off this week, and not a whole lot to do. So, seeing as I just started my little business over at Thumbtack.com, Gypsy and I thought we'd go out and do a little impromptu portrait work. We started up at this place I like to call The Grotto on Eastern Parkway, then headed up to the Falls of the Ohio (it's actual name), where we shot for a bit on the exposed fossil beds. I'm keeping the text to a minimum for this post, so here, enjoy some photos!

Oot and aboot

"Shorty'z Smokes" Downtown Louisville. October, 2010.

(That title's not nationalist against Canadians, I promise. I just like how it sounds in my head.)

Woke up this morning, and after the kids got on the bus, bound for another day of 'learning,' I was trying to figure out what I was gonna do for the day. I have a bunch of photos I need to work on from the wedding Gypsy and I went to shoot a couple weeks ago (what I'm doing while I have down time, as we're not getting paid for it...), but it wasn't something I was particularly looking forward to.

Then, outta the blue, my brother calls. I knew he was supposed to start his jury duty today, so I was a little surprised to hear from him, though I figured it meant he'd gotten out of it. He had, and was downtown and not wanting to go all the way home just yet, so he wanted to see what I was up to. I, of course, was more than happy to go out and shoot.