As my uneventful Wednesday night was about to end I had the random urge to make images. I started running through my contacts texting different photographers that I knew and all of them had already jumped into their pjs and had called it a night. Feeling extra desperate I took my urge to Facebook and long behold the first response was from Nick & Savanna, a lovely couple who wanted nothing more to do than explore with me on this random, somewhat below freezing, and late Wednesday night. In about 20 minutes I went from getting ready to bed to being outside making photographs.
Mad props to the both of these people. They accepted a call for a photoshoot with no plan, no destination, no concrete anything, and they were completely okay with just wandering around and seeing where the night would take us. They gave me a complete license to create. Some things worked, other things didn’t work at all.
But none of us cared.
We did find out however that Union Station apprently closes at 10pm. On top of that the long hallway that the Christmas lights that were hung up in Union Station was blocked off for a private party of no one. As we were getting told to leave I saw an interesting opportunity to use the front of the building to quickly snap some photos.
Ask me to leave, I’ll party in your front yard.
And that’s kind of exactly what we did. After hitting up the front of the building, we walked across the parking lot and shot in the christmas lights that were hung on the trees in front of the building itself.
We wrapped up Union Station and started heading downtown. As we did I asked them if they knew how to get into the glass catwalk/bridge that went over the street. They both said no and because of that, I was determined to change that answer. We ended up having to wander around on the inside of some hotel and to mu surprise, found images to make inside as well.
Suh, girl. ‘Sup, boy. Suhhh.
After going through a handful of wrong doors, randomly ending up outside from time to time, and debating whether an an exit was actually a fire exit or not, we had finally found the catwalk that we were looking for.
Everything I ever dreamed up. Lines galore. My favorite.
After we hit the pinnacle of our night we decided to try more but nothing really worked out. It had gotten too cold, too windy, too late. But it was totally fine because the point of the night was to see what we could do, win or lose. It was 2am. So we did what you were supposed to at 2 am.
Get taco bell. Keep staying up.
Mad respects to both of them for being just excited as I was to go out and literally do nothing with a camera. Photographers love that shit. But for a “client” to be so open to just roam around with no plans, destinations, expectations, and no ideas in mind was huge to me.
Creating for the sake of creating. And Taco Bell.
Here’s to love, because love is dope.
Here’s to people who just want to explore.
Here’s to fuckin’ tacos.
[bonus image of Nick riding a horse because town center turns off their lights at 1am the same second you are about to snap a photo]
I mean, I had to leave this location with something.