Our friend Skip Favreau enjoys the ambiance of a week night at the Schank House saloon. A stones throw from my doorstep, this cowboy bar has all the character and warmth that make photographs come alive. What remains of the ‘Old West’ has a place at the bar, night and day, from one season to the next!
First rounds on me…
Enjoy the images. Jeremy
While many photojournalist opt for city life in some of the fastest paced communities across the globe, I rolled the dice once more, returning to the very place in Colorado where I grew up. I came home to the valley of my youth, bent on the idea that one must not necessarily sacrifice quality of life in order to pursue a career as challenging as professional photography.
In this, one of the greatest principals of photojournalism has been understood; one need not photograph exotic lands or historical moments to create compelling, powerful, or even beautiful images. But rather fully understand the subject at hand, tell your own story through photographs and the images will speak for themselves. I believe that if you take on a story idea that interests you, then that idea will take on interest!
Great photographic works are not shot from a distance but rather from arms length, and above all they involve dedication and understanding.
This short essay was shot at the local bar across the road from where I live; a couple birthdays rolled together with the opening of the Schank House saloon, and the energy of the night was set in motion! This is a small slice of life, community, and family. This is Vallecito, this is a part of my own story. – Enjoy