Fireworks Photography

Fireworks. Bobbie's Buckeye Bar, Tonopah, NV. Sigma 24-70 mm f2.8 pyrotechnics. Living-room inside the Madam's home attached to Bobbie's Buckeye Bar, Tonopah, NV. I think my favorite set of Paiva's is Abandoned Whorehouse. My cousins playing with sparklers. We had the couch outside in the driveway to watch the fireworks photography. Paiva shoots in abandoned spaces in the American desert, and he finds some truly bizarre haunts.

I have learned quite a bit lurking here the past month. And then on the way home stopped in on old friends from high school youth group days bottle rockets. "I generally don't like gels, but somehow the greens and reds complement these images web. I found much that is pertinent. See the full interview with him here, and see the flickr set here.

I've come out of buildings crawling with spiders (I've had some very bad spider bites over the years), missed a rattlesnake bite by inches and been chased back to the car by a pack of wild dogs. It actually turned out to be a very productive trip. You'll most likely blow off your shutter release finger and won't be able to take pretty pictures any more. Opinions' Will I be able to use this lens for my upcoming trip (fireworks, parades, etc)'. Cover My Ass Note: Don't play with fireworks photography. Paiva's captions complement the spookiness well:"Bobbie's Buckeye Bar, Tonopah, NV. We had the couch outside in the driveway to watch the fireworks photography. I had a box of M-80s left over from my younger stupider days pyrotechnics.

I bought a thick bucket from Home Depot, cut a window in it and bolted 1/4 inch plexiglass to cover up the opening pyrotechnics. Heart-shaped tub complete with Jack-o-lantern inside the Madam's home attached to Bobbie's Buckeye Bar, Tonopah, NV. Fireworks over Guy Fawkes Inn. I spent time with my Grandparents on the other side. Dead and desicated Siamese cat inside the Madam's home attached to Bobbie's Buckeye Bar firecrackers. My cousins playing with sparklers web. The last thing I wanted to do was draw and paint at home too, so I was desperate to find a new personal creative outlet. It instantly dawned on me that this was the perfect way to photograph the abandoned roadside towns I was already exploring. Sorry, now you have no day left firecrackers.

The boys setting up the fireworks. No idea if it has been vandalized or ransacked. Abandoned for about a year before I found it (judging by the expired liquor license), the place was unlocked and wide open that day, but on my last trip to Tonopah it was locked up tight. . Then I delved into the images themselves and got tingles on the back of my neck. I caught up with three of my cousins and with a bunch of friends.