Vision Beyond The Lens

Marriage Sucks

2012-01-16T23:29:00.000-05:00

Deep Creek...

Often times when I'm shooting my goal is to tell a story from a distance. To be seen and unseen. My mission is to be the invisible six foot five inch man. It saddens me to say that I can't hide, and I never get to shoot from a distance! So, I've come to the realization that some photo-journalist are designed to be in the thick of it all.

This next blog entry that I'm about to share with you isn't exactly for sensitive people. It's about a weekend that I'll never forget. It was filled with moments that left me saying, "what in the world did I just shoot"? Was that real? Did he just say what I think he said? Are these old people that have been married for 50 years serious? It was a weekend of photographing married folks. Yes, I said, "married folks".

After reviewing hundreds of photos I came up with a sound title for this entry. Marriage Sucks... A unique title huh?

I've been promising my wife a weekend get away for a while. So we finally carved out some time and she drags me out into the hills of Maryland. If you've been married for any length of time like we have you know that there's a catch to every trip. It was Christian "married" couples trip. When she told me all I could picture was the film, Why Did I Get Married. Can you say nervous? Yea, the trip started out bad. We received a phone call a few days before the trip and a couple wanted to ride with us there... I had reservations because every time we hang out with this particular couple all we do is laugh and have a great time. Who wants to start a weekend get away having fun?

Fast forward to our arrival and it's snowing like crazy. I'm driving down the side of this mountain saying to myself, "God if I die at least I won't be alone". Later that evening we unpack and by that point my nerves had regrouped and everybody was flowing. Soon after everyone crashes. Around 2:30 am I hear, "Hey J, I need you to go with me to pick up one of the couples, they ran off the road". It was my good friend Don Juan. He only woke me up because my car was blocking his in the driveway... I wanted to kill myself... It was cold and late.

Fast forward an hour later and we find the couple in the middle of a blizzard. As I'm sure you've gathered by this point God and I had a nice size chest bumped because I was happy to still be alive. During that 2 hour stretch my wife was back in our cabin sleeping peacefully. Marriage sucks, because she and Don's wife trusted God to cover us in a snow storm. So much so that they didn't any sleep, lol.

Marriage sucks... We spent the next morning paired up with Tim and Ebony making a killer breakfast! Who wants to work with two other great cooks? I'm just saying it's much better than working with somebody that can't cook. Later we went snow tubing! For the record the other Ebony cheats and Phil lost every race on the slopes! The next day our battery goes dead with 19 other couples around to help us. Who needs great couples around when your care dies? Walking in 12 degree weather would have been better right? We sewed into each others lives like crazy! Marriage really sucks because one of the perks is just meeting great people... I hate it so bad that I'm ready to pay my deposit for next year's trip! Marriage Sucks when you do it right! Josh even helped me when I feel down the steps, lol. His face was priceless!

To my brother from another mother, the die hard Giant's fan, Marriage Sucks... Thanks for the invite! 50 years plus!

Vision 1 Point 0

2012-01-03T00:59:00.001-05:00

It's the 3rd day of the new year and at 12:54 am I should be resting. This morning I don't think that's going to be the case. Instead I'm on a creative grind that won't let me wind down. I even post it in my Facebook status and my friend and fellow entrepreneur Ryan C. Greene said, "Visionaries don't have business hours". How right he is.

Vision 1 Point 0.

Cancer Season 3

2011-11-01T22:58:00.000-04:00

Cancer Season 3

As most of you know 90% of my friends and colleagues work just as hard if not harder than I do. One of those gentlemen happens to be Jeff Phillips, owner of Infocus Studios. Jeff and and I have been friends for a number of years. We've supported one another's business ventures and families as they've both grown over the years. This season I've been filming the Archbishop Spalding high school football team's season for Jeff's company.

This is my third season covering the team's progress. I've seen them at their highest and their lowest moments. So as you can imagine it's difficult to not develop a bond with the coaches and players.

Season 3 hasn't been any different than season one. The 2011 season has definitely proven to be a staple in the Archbishop Spalding family's character. Prior to the start of the season Head Coach Mike Whittles was diagnosed with Cancer. Little did the team know that the game of football would hand them an early life lesson about brotherhood and faith. As the team's journalist, I've had to separate my own raw emotions and focus on my position. Just 18 months removed from Cancer claiming the life of my good friend "Pete", my will to support the team and Coach Whittles couldn't be any stronger.

I've witnessed the same to be true with those that are connected to Coach Whittles and the Archbishop Spalding family. To date, the Archbishop Spalding community and Catholic high schools of Maryland have helped raise thousands of dollars in honor of Coach Whittles to support Cancer research.

I've covered hundreds of stories and like all of the others I'm remaining optimistic that this one will have a positive impact and outcome.

So for all of you Cancer survivors and supporters I salute you.

For those of you that have been affected by Cancer please help support the fight.

High Point The Way I See It

2011-09-06T10:55:00.000-04:00

HighPoint is an experience. It’s thefoundation of my success and the core of my being. It’s been a road map to freedom for millions. She’s rich in tradition and consideredby many to be a melting pot for the Carolinas. In 1995 when I left for college I had no idea in the yearsthat would follow, that High Point would be so heavily engrained in mysoul.

Asyoung a person it’s easy to allow the quest for greatness to become taintedby life. High Point is who I am, the people, the sites, the smell of the handcrafted furniture beingengineered by thousands and the authenticity of who High Point as acommunity. In those un-puremoments the thought of those things will remind you of whom and who’s you are.

Thisweekend as I cruised by High Point University I was reminded by the voices ofthe great ones that are no longer with us. I thought about Mr. Fo Fo working inthe cafeteria during my high school days at summer basketball camp. I could hear him saying, “McQueen youbetter eat so you can shoot that ball boy”! He was a tough guy from the streetsbut he cared about us young people. High Point represents the simple things that make life grand. The MaryLou Blakneys, the Hank Walls, the Ed Price’s of the world, the Jerry Camps, theKen Browns and the Bruce Davis’s working to build wealth beyond a dollar. Priceless!

Mymost recent visit was one that caused me to lose sleep. I didn’t lose sleep because it wasnegative experience, but because I was in awe over the depth of the traditionsand the history that I’ve been privy to my entire life. I guess it’s safe tosay I’ve had my “Ah Hah” moment. Growingup, I always knew that I was surrounded by pioneers, but now understanding whatto do with that information has me stretching to the next level.

Thenext level requires me to be a teacher as well as a quiet student. The next level requires me to bridgethe challenging social and economic gaps within my community. It requires me to understand and to embracemy history. It also requires me tobe a “freedom rider”. High Pointhas charged me along with my peers to be the next cream of the crop.

So,to the William Penn family there will never be another you. You’re great in all that you do andhave done. Your names are in the record books. To the Friends of Coltrane, you’ve answered the call ofthe legends of yesteryear and the promise of those of tomorrow.

HighPoint the way I see it you are and always will be the best!

Sincerely,Your native Son.

Photography Student Kelsey Dickey

William Penn Alumni

The Tiger

The Stars of the John Coltrane Jazz Festival

Legendary Jazz Vocalist Patti Austin

William Penn Class of "58"

The Defining Moment

2011-08-21T22:26:00.010-04:00

The Defining Moment for most people comes when their strength and character are being tested. With the amount of professional growth that I've been experienced this summer the same holds true for me. I've had a wave of new clients this season and I've also had the privilege of retaining older ones.

My latest clients are the Johnson's. They've been married for a little more than 30 days and they chose me to photograph their wedding. When they reached out to me I was initially stunned. Why? VJ the groom is one of my in-laws and I very seldom accept family members as clients. However, this one was special. A few years prior I had the honor of capturing another memorable moment of VJ's.

I challenged myself with this project. Having a second chance at capturing life as VJ saw it was undoubtedly challenging, but to know that someone trusted me with both phases of life was the greatest compliment to my career. This project exposed everything that I've been taught as journalist.

After I met Diamond, the bride to be it sealed the deal for me. She was cool as, "ice water".

Diamond is the perfect compliment to VJ and the family. Seing the two of them together at VJ's mother's home was the defining moment for me.

They're the perfect compliment to growing old.

Wishing them both the best.

The O'Leary Factor

2011-06-09T22:50:00.011-04:00

From the time that I was old enough to participate in organized sports, I've had the privilege of having been around the best players of my generation. Today many of us are far removed from being those players and organized sports. With the boom of social media, we've reconnected in recent years. However, in the quiet moments of life, there are some who have found themselves struggling with identifying with others in society that don't work or play hard like our old teammates.

I've had this conversation my friend/business partner David as we talk about what it takes to build a good team. I believe we both agree that it's one of the most challenging tasks of life and entrepreneurship. Fortunately for me, I've had tremendous influences around my entire life. Most of which have helped me identify great talent and great people.

Several months ago on a flight to New Orleans, I met what I believed to be another great talent. He stood about 6 foot 7 inches, a former college basketball player and current entrepreneur. Naturally with us both being tall, we sat in the seats with the most leg room. Little did I know that I was sitting beside one of my teammates from a different generation.

His name was Dan O'Leary, twenty years my senior, he and I seemed to share like views on our paths of success. Serving as the President & CEO of EDGEN MURRAY, a company the specializes in the world's greatest steels. Mr. O'Leary appears to have found the formula that holds most great companies together. Honesty and sincerity. He and I chatted for the better of an hour or so, but it seemed like two days. It felt like I was taking a Master's course in "Common Sense Business Development". Needless to say, everything that he taught me with his thirty plus years in business, increased my learning curve by ten.

So for those of you that aspire to be successful business owners, keep your eyes and ears open. There's an "O'Leary Factor" right in front of you. Ironically, Mr. O'Leary was returning from the Master's in Augusta, Georgia. Augusta is the place where my journey began as a professional football player.

Best wishes to all of you that read this post.

One Shot

2011-05-17T11:49:00.018-04:00

Instant Vintage

The Moment

During my playing days at ECU, my head football Coach Steve Logan always stressed to me that when he called my number that I'd only get one shot at greatness. He never told me that I'd get a second chance if I got it right the first time. That's the beauty of sports. If you stay healthy, learn the system and produce you get chance after chance. That doesn't happen with entrepreneurship. If you get it right 9 times and on the 10th try you mess up, people will be hesitant about calling you back.

Today I met with a very influential person in the Baltimore business community. For the sake of privacy I'll refer to him as, "Mr. Glass". I'm sure he has wealth beyond my years, but the conversation felt as if I had know him for 32 of my 33 years on earth. He was a scholar and a transparent gentleman. He was also and Alum of Princeton University. Princeton happens to be on my 7 year old daughter's college watch list. This was a one shot conversation. A one shot meeting. The one shot at greatness. I have a great friend to thank for my introduction, Rock Harrison.

Where I am going with this?

Two weeks ago my cousin jumped the broom. It was a proud day. Fortunately, I was there as a supporter and not as the photographer. It was one of those rare moments in life where I had the freedom to choose whether I brought my camera along, or to leave it at home. Of course those of you that know me, there was no way that I'd leave my camera in the office. Needless to say, I don't regret for one moment grabbing my bag. As the day went on I had an "Oprah Ah Hah Moment". It took for me to have a day off to realize how often in my profession that I, we photographers, only get one shot when capturing life's special moments.

The same holds true with entrepreneurship, sports, education and life's grand choices. My mentor Earl Torain always say, "J, you're only as good as your last shoot". Talk about a humbling true statement? I hear his voice and those that I have met along the way each time I reach for my camera.

So those of you that haven't had that one moment where you realize that you only get one chance at greatness, wake up. It's there right in front of you. Your introduction to the rest of your life could be one moment away. It's right now.

I took two shots at my cousin's wedding and I believe they are two of the best that I've ever taken.

Thanks for always supporting my blogs.

You had me at "Hello"

2011-03-30T23:32:00.006-04:00

This past weekend the CRU was amazingly productive. We traveled to Dallas, TX to film the Under Armour Youth Sports Combine. The first day that we were there it was 75 degrees. On the second day it was 85 degrees. On the third day is was a record breaking 40 degrees and rainy. On our final day it was 75 degrees and sunny. Why am I giving you the play by play of weather? It's simple, with such a promising weekend who knew that on the most important day of our shooting schedule that it would turn out to be the worst weather day of the trip.

However, there was one individual or bright spot that stood out. Her name was, "Hello". The way that she greeted us was unique because "Hello" changed my entire perception of the city of Dallas. She was sweet! She was tall! She was warm and even though her day was cold. She told me about her travels. She even welcomed me back to her gorgeous streets. Although when the CRU and I first met her, her day seemed to have been filled with congestion and ill things trying to push her off course, but as time passed she appeared to flow at her normal pace.

I said all of that to say thank you to "Hello". The genuine love that you showed us will never be forgotten. You were a breath of fresh air minus the spring allergies.

Dallas you get nothing but love!

Who was your first?

2011-03-15T21:35:00.006-04:00

The other day I was downtown shooting some spring stills of the homeless and I overheard these two little kids talking about their first. Just like you, my reaction I was like, what? I listened for few more minutes and they were talking about being the first to do or be something great in their neighborhood's. One kid said he was going to be the first to not move back home with his parents. The other kid said he was going to be a mechanic because they own a beat down car that stays in the shop.

Just like most kids, these two little guys were sharp. They caught me ease dropping like I do often. They said "Mr, have you ever been the first at anything"? I replied, "yes". They both said, "what"? I replied, "I was my parents first born child". Jacob the older of the two boys said, "that's lame, give us something worth listening to". I let out a big laugh, I saw that these two little guys were looking for something to hold onto. So I began to go down my list of first.

I told them that I was in the first class of B.O.T.S.O a mentoring group for at risk youth, I'm also the first 4 year graduate that I know of on my father's side of the family, I was on the first Men's basketball team to win a state title at T. W. Andrews High School and I was the first African American elected to the Board of Directors for the Baltimore Videographers Association.

After I told them a few things about what those things meant they said, "Mr. you must be really old". All I could do was laugh.

The point of it all is that somebody has to be the first at something so that the next little person that comes along will believe that they can do it too.

The CRU's Review

2011-02-15T17:41:00.015-05:00

The greiBO CRU's new look. (Pronounced gray bo)

Davis Grei, CEO and Executive Producer at the Miami Dolphins practice facility.

Matthew Brennan, our resident lighting director turned photographer.

Dan Carpenter, DP, Editor and Director

J.J. McQueen, DP, Director & Camera Op

The CRU's Review. In October of 2010 I told myself that I couldn't do it all and I wouldn't do it all without some great pieces and people around me. Little did I know at the time that I was mentally setting myself up for something much bigger than I had anticipated.

In 1994 my high school football team was put out of the first round of the playoffs for the first time in a decade. We where 11-1. The following day I was interviewed by a local reporter and I told him that we were going to win the state championship in basketball as a redeemer. He laughed. I didn't. In the spring of 1995, the state of North Carolina's high school athletic commission crowned my teammates and I Class-3A state champions. We were also the first team to win a state title in basketball at my high school. The same feeling that I had then is the same one that I have now. I was sure and confident that I was in the right circle.

A friend of mine recommended that I read a book called, The HP Way. I started reading it yesterday and I haven't put it down yet. It's showing me that the core of success for most great companies are built on the original relationships. All of which have to be battle tested in order to know whether they're worth keeping.

So to the CRU I'm looking forward to adding more hardware to my trophy case.

For anyone that would like to find out more about the grieBo CRU (gray bo) and what we specialize in feel free to visit us at www.griebo.com

Above where a few of our featured moments from our recent trip to Miami, filming Under Armour's 360 Youth Combine.

Zelma McQueen

2011-01-17T14:14:00.004-05:00

5 years ago today my world changed forever. I was sitting in front of my Mac Apple G5 editing a highlight reel for the Maryland little league super bowl game. For me it was the shot heard around the world. Unfortunately, in that moment the bullet felt like it hit me. I remember a thick silence and a loud ringing in my ears. It was probably the sound of denial being unmasked as pain at the sound of hearing my mother had passed away...

Several years removed from that moment, my thoughts are much different about her absence. I focus on the things that I learned from her existence. I've often made reference to one of my first loves being football a sport that she probably hated. Mainly due to the risk of the game, but she cared so much about my dreams and beliefs she took the extra time to support me. I remember my dad being away at work one weekend and she had to put my pads in my game pants. What a day that was. I looked like a replacement player, but she never let me know that she had no clue where to put the pads. That's the kind of person she was. She only believed in success. She pushed us to believe that it was our only option.

I remember when we moved to High Point and she made me fight this bully kid that I knew I couldn't beat. I think she knew it too because she stood there and watched the entire thing unfold. The funny thing is she dared anyone else to jump in, lol. Needless to say I lost the battle that day, but I won the war. That same kid and I fought a few more times and ended up being best friends. I believe she knew that too. Mom was a person that wouldn't settle or take no for an answer. I believe people respected her for it and those that didn't she probably could care less. I find myself carrying on some of those same traditions.

I said all of that so that I can kickoff MLK week and Black History month with my very own Civil Rights Hero, Zelma Althea McQueen. So on her 5th heavenly birthday, mom, I salute you and thank you for everything that you took the time to deposit in me.

Zelma Althea McQueen

1954-2006

What to do in 2011?

2011-01-10T10:00:00.006-05:00

In 2010 I was blessed to make strides that one could only dream of. Personally I was able to revise special bonds and build on consistent ones. Professionally, I don't even know where to begin. I have 5 new business partners who I plan on making history with, (www.greiBo.com, greiBo Cru coming soon). With such a productive year behind me, I've had to ask myself how do you top that? So 10 days into the new year the answer came to me. I don't.

I've come to the conclusion if I focus on all that I accomplished last year that this year will be a bust. My focus has to increase in places that are unfamiliar to me. In doing that, I will have then opened myself up to the windows of change and progress. The things of yesteryear are yesterdays news. So to my family and friends, let's go make some new history in 2011.

The HP Way, The Adam Mowery Project

2011-01-08T21:37:00.009-05:00

Never in my life have I been an avid reader. However, this year I've made it a point to become one. Aside from reading the Bible I picked up The HP Way by David Packard, one of the original owners of the Hewlett Packard Company, and Black Faces In White Places by Randal Pinkett the first African American winner of the Celebrity Apprentice. I purchased these two books on the same day and little did I know that it would be the perfect marriage of things to read.

Going into 2011 the economy was down and so were people. I took an unstable time as a personal challenge to be more creative. This meant I had to increase my working knowledge of the business of business and redirect my attention to forging new and meaningful relationships. With my new reading material I've learned a great deal about both elements that I mentioned above. In ten years of being in the visual media world I've worked with who I believe are the best of the best in the industry. However, there is more undiscovered talent that I haven't been exposed to.

In the, The HP Way David Packard made mention of witnessing the details at which his partners observed one another's work. He said they were able to disagree and realign after every intense conversation. Randal Pinkett, does the same thing in his book but in a very different way. He speaks more along the lines of Oprah's "ah hah moments. Black Faces In White Places addresses the strategies that minorities have had to use to be great over the course of time. Fortunately, those strategies don't exclude other races. He's grown to understand that color grid is what it is. While realizing that it does exist.

I too agree and understand all of the above, but I've chosen to see the picture in color and black & white. Being the CEO of Goal Line Media and Minority Partner of the greiBO CRU (gray-bo); I've learned that our talents are our talents but the skill sets extend beyond what we know. Our greatest attributes are recognized by those that we align ourselves with.

So with all of this new wealth of knowledge that I've been gaining I decided that it was time to forge relationships with like minded individuals. Anyone that knows me knows that I care deeply about my hometown of High Point, North Carolina. That's where I wanted to begin the journey of growth. I went down my mental roll call of great talents that I know there. Only one stood out, Adam Mowery. Adam is a classically trained photographer that understands photos beyond "taking a picture". I've studied his work for years in the local portrait studios, print ads and even in the vintage establishment around the Triad.

Just like any other journalist naturally I begin doing my research on his complete body of work. I studied for months. Way more than I ever did in college. I'm glad I did. In January I approached him about signing on as the Goal Line Media's Visual Media Specialist. Adam walked cautiously as he made the walk to the partnership side of business. That was my first great feeling about where we were headed. From the very first decision made on our behalf I had the pleasure of knowing that when he made decision that they would be well though out.

So this is the introduction to the Adam Mowery Project. I'd like to welcome Adam Mowery publicly to the Goal Line Media Unit. Stay tuned we've got more for you.

The HP Way.

There's Something in the Water

2010-12-07T21:49:00.010-05:00

This past Thanksgiving holiday I took my annual family trip to my home town, High Point, North Carolina. As usual it was an action packed week of good eats and life lessons. Earlier this year I decided that with each visit home that I would film and/or photograph High Point the way that I see it.

Seeing a place that you've known and loved your entire life thru the lens of a camera is totally different than seeing it day to day. Knowing the cracks of the pavement without looking down, or knowing position of the sun with each season that passes and telling time by it with no watch. All of the above move me when I think about home.

So on the last day of my trip I started walking and I realized what I should have a long time ago, "There's Something in the Water". The untold stories and secrets of the photos below help reveal the untapped heritage of the black and white divisions and decisions of High Point.

For example, I walked up Washington Street and a guy stopped me on his bike and said, "look over there if you want a good picture, they're three brothers painting on a wall". Of course with the times I was a pretty cautious, but the journalist in me decided to put his back to the wall and find out the truth. The guy was right, there were three sub 4o year old black men painting a tribute at 613 Washington Street of Who's Who in the Afro-American community. I recognized many of the faces from childhood. A few hundred yards away sits a billion dollar furniture district known to an unknown number of people across the globe. In between there lies the tracks of freedom from the generations of yesteryear and to those of the present and future.

Last but not least, the John Coltrane statue. The final element that solidifies that the water is rich in "little ole" High Point. If you visit the painting at 613 Washington Street, for those of you that don't know it will unlock many of the traditions and stories that make High Point unique. Go find it. It's there.

This is a project that I'll continue to lose myself in because I know without a shadow of a doubt, that "There's Something in the Water".

Mr. Anthony Belton of the Changing & Tides Cultural Center

Bottom Left: Jason Sturdivan Center Anthony Belton and Justin Wilson

The Wrenn Street Project (In the heart of the furniture district)

Trane Speaks

The Freedom Tracks

Freedom Song

2010-11-24T00:19:00.007-05:00

I promised myself years ago that I wouldn't compromise the art of what I do and who I am for the sake of public opinion. I'm learning the deeper that I dig into my craft to hold onto those values. When I was a Junior in college I remember reading an article somewhere, and it made reference to a period photograph by the late Gordon parks. It spoke to the time that past in between some of his most influential photos. I believe just like life, each image has a lesson or meaning behind it, and with each passing year those lessons move me in some form or fashion.

The photo above is no exception to that theory. Now that we're closing out another successful year, I've started to do some film review. I've tried to ignore the photo above on many occasions. Some would ask, why? It's simple. The photo above is entitled, Freedom Song. Mainly for obvious reasons, but more importantly for the not so obvious reasons.

Here is what I hear when I see this image. I've made some poor choices. I have to live with the consequences of my actions. When my brother died I was in more bondage than he. When my mother died I was in more bondage than she. The only time that I'm free is when I look into the mirror to face the consequences of my actions. Only then do I sing the Freedom Song.

The film Shaw Shank Redemption taught me that the layers of the freedom song tunnel much further than the surface. Make the right choice.

Simply Gorgeous

2010-11-09T23:38:00.005-05:00

As we move into a new season of celebrations, I felt like this blog would be fitting. I often reflect on each quarter of the year that passes, and in this moment of reflection, I can't go any further without paying homage to one of the most dedicated young people on my staff. I just read an article that highlighted today's young people as bad apples. One segment of it compared them to seedless grapes. Fortunately for me, that article doesn't hold water in comparison to my young staff members.

Society has created this negative stigma that we, "meaning people", don't support young people until or unless they're down and out. So this evening I decided to reach back a few months and support one my own young people.

A few months ago Ariel one of our interns invited myself and a few members of our team to see her off to the senior prom. It was a typical busy weekend for me, but I knew it was an event that I couldn't miss. I'm glad that I didn't. Especially, after reading tonight's article. Often many times we don't celebrate our young people's successes and then we wake up wondering why they're looking for love in the wrong places. Failing at most everything and including what we view as the simple things. Fortunately, the solution is right in front of us. It's clear and precise. It's this small but important thing called time.

So today on her birthday I'm stopping along with many others to pay homage to one of our brightest stars on her birthday, Ariel.

Wishing you many more from the Goal Line Media and L.O.V families!

Simply Gorgeous

The Perfect Date

ECU Homecoming Review (2K10)

2010-10-25T23:05:00.017-04:00

Wow, what a weekend! ECU has never let me down when it comes to creating and reflecting on monumental moments. This past weekend was no different. From B. Paiz's hilarious flashback moment at the Chop House to the "Hot Mess Dressed Girls" at the social functions. Let's not forget the die hard Pirate fans who painted themselves with household paint and passed out from 10 times the normal limit of liquor consumption. Classic ECU you've gotta love it!

Now you all know that I couldn't leave you with that blanket commentary without giving you my homecoming drill list.

My disclaimer as a journalist the below is all true.

Drill # 1 i'm sure you've all noticed by now that you have at least 10 new FB friend request since Saturday. i bet you only remember 3 of them. if we weren't cool in the 90's are we really gonna be FB friends in the 2000's? just food for thought.

Drill # 2 if you didn't speak to me 10 years ago and you know that you acted stank, am I suppose to give you a high 5 and a chest bump at the next homecoming because you had a sudden change of stankness? just food for thought.

Drill # 3 if somebody didn't recognize you because of the 30-70 pounds that you've gained please don't inbox them on FB and say you were acting funny, why didn't you speak? maybe you don't look the same... crickets. just food for thought.

Drill # 4 if you enrolled for a little while and didn't graduate from ECU and you still hold it down at all the social functions, I'M NOT MAD AT YOU! KEEP COMING! just food for thought.

Drill # 5 i think it's somethings in the water in Wilson! shout out to WIDE AWAKE! just food for thought.

Drill # 6 some are pushing mid to late 30's dental awareness has to be on the list, right? just food for thought.

Drill # 7 if you have 8 bad kids you will not get your old college boo back right? just food for thought.

Drill # 8 for all the greeks that showed up to any and every social function BIG SHOUT OUT for showing the youngins how to carry a classy weekend. we appreciate you for it. just food for thought.

Drill # 9 we are all to old to get to the party at 12 am now. for those that work you're normally asleep by then. i saw about 5 of you taking power naps. food for thought.

Drill # 10 forget drills 1-9 let's comeback and do it again! It was great seeing you all!

Below are a few of my fun moments from Homecoming 2K10.

You already know.

Train up a child!

Drunk dude in purple living room paint.

Partying like rock stars.

C. Howell in the upper deck at the game. Foot Phi!

That happy drunk friend in every photo in the background!

B. Paiz & Judgemental still holding us down.

My lovely wife and I. Posing for a drunk friend.

Vicky doing Pink & Green!

NC!

This lady was from the class of 61!

A little game action.

Poor Taste

2010-10-20T21:46:00.005-04:00

Recently, I posted on my facebook status that I fell like I should have been around in the 60's because I've got a ton of fight in me to be something great! Little did I know the 60's lived on my block.

A few days ago I was walking my daughters home from school and my 7 year old said, "daddy look, that looks like the men in the black history books". I immediately asked her what she was talking about. Then she pointed at the image below. I had to hit the instant replay button on the remote in my head. For those that don't know, I grew up in the south so you can only imagine the levity of the observation after I made eye contact with what she was referring to.

Unknowingly, I immediately felt the residual emotional effects of the stories of my great-grandparents, grandparents and parents. Part of me wanted to cut it down and part of me wanted to teach my daughters a history lesson. It was one of those times in life where I was so in shock that did none of the above. I've been stuck on pause for a few days. I've sought the advice of some of my most rational friends, I've prayed, I've studied and I've even done more homework on the image. Needless to say I was still at square one until earlier today.

As I jogged past the insensitive image I saw a woman of color getting out of a car. I believe she noticed the question mark look in my eyes as I gazed at the stuffed lynched man. She stopped me and said, "young man, don't you pay that no mind that's just "Poor Taste". I said Ms. if you don't mind me asking, how old are you? she said, "89 baby", now finish your run. That quiet subtle statement was the lesson that I needed to teach my children how to respond to pure ignorance. She gave me a two way street to be Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. or Stokley Carmichael. The residual scars of the past are for me to empower, educate, motivate and denounce all fear of success to my children and those alike. So tomorrow I will empower my children to not indulge in "Poor Taste". I challenge you to do the same.

1,000

2010-09-21T21:58:00.005-04:00

I went on my daily 3 mile run and close to the halfway mark of the second mile I realized that I was approaching video shoot 1,ooo this week. For some in my field they would say that's not a lot. I would have to agree. However when you consider the quality, effort and detail that each shoot requires it seems like 5 million. The amazing thing is I've been blessed to have almost everyone of you reading this to share it with.

"The Point of It All"

2010-08-27T00:59:00.009-04:00

In ten years I've never questioned my purpose beyond the gridiron. However, on this day I wondered why I was called to see the things that I see. Not that I mind having a unique gift and job, but sometimes the intensity of some images can be overwhelming. Nevertheless, like a college classmate told me, "J.J. somebody has to do it and it might as well be you". Another former classmate said, "I want to see the world the way that I see it". Those were two of the highest compliments to date in my young career.

Over the past three years I've dedicated a few weeks of photography to the homeless. The formal name for the series is, "100 Degrees and Homeless". I felt like the subtitle to this shoot should be, "The point of it all". It came to mind when I took the first shot. In the first image below I titled it, Mr. Steel. I have no idea if the gentleman below ever knew if I was there. What I do know is that he's a tough man. It was 103 that day. Hot enough to burn anyone beyond recognition if exposed to the sun to long. Each year that I photograph the homeless population I learn something about myself. I've not to look the other way and frown. I've learned that the point of it all is to remember that there is no such thing as an invisible man.

I'd like to hear what you all have to share about the homeless population.

Mr. Steel

Cliff

Bag Lady at the Stop

The Suga Shack

Window Seat

The Money Shot

2010-08-24T23:36:00.008-04:00

The "Money Shot". It's not the type of shot where you look to get paid. It's the one that tells the largest story with the least amount of words. Today as I drove through Pen Lucy park, I saw this homeless lady at the stop light. I've driven through here daily for years and today was the first time I'd ever seen this lady. She was as worn as the soles of her shoes. She appeared to have the conscious mind of a 6 year old child. I only had about 20 seconds to capture the moment. It tends to be that way driving through the district where most of the show " The Wire" was filmed. Needless to say I was able to salvage what I referred to above as, " The Money Shot".

After countless hours of studying the late great visual artist, Gordon Parks life stills, I've come to the conclusion that life stills are and should be timeless. They hold the frailties of life tight enough to crush them and soft enough to doctor them back to maximum health. In my free time I've chosen to use the homeless as my platform to express those two characteristics of life. Often times the homeless population is the most obvious and yet they've found a way to become the most invisible group on earth. I've had the privilege to have numerous conversations with some of them, some by choice and some not, but I can't ever recall one that I regret.

The Money Shot.

Photo by: J.J. McQueen 2K10

The Journey

2010-06-02T09:41:00.003-04:00

I'm fresh off of vacation and I've had about 7 days to regroup and reflect. One of the things that I sat down and thought about this week was the journey of my career. Most people in the TV, Photography, and Film can tell you verbatim how and where it all started. So can I. The difference between most peoples stories and mine is; I had no idea that I had the gift to see and do the things that I do. The only blueprint for me was to get an education. I figured after my football days were over I'd be a P.E. teacher. Instead I became a director, producer and teacher.

I recently signed on as the media director for the Lamp of Victory Broadcast and little did I know that my journey would get more interesting. I just wanted to leave with you a little food for thought. The road that I've traveled may not work for you, but the effort that I put into it works just the same.

Stay tuned for 100 degrees and homeless part III

Drumline

2010-05-04T23:09:00.017-04:00

In 1968, T.W. Andrews High School was born and so was the, "Drumline". It was comprised of a group of dedicated kids who loved the sound of music. Fast forward 25 plus years to the mid 90's, and the same traditions continued to bless even those that weren't musicians. Little did I know, but by default, I had learned the art of musicianship by watching those traditions in motion. Our drumline was the heartbeat of the community. When you heard Ray Epps, Tommy Simmons and what I like to call, "the pulse", it changed the rhythm of your days. After a long day at school and intense athletic practices; the drumline was the pick me up that most of us needed.

Fast forward 15 more years to Baltimore. If someone would have predicted that I'd be afforded the "Drumline" experience all over again, I never would have believed them. At least until I met Mark and Tova Baker. In years past it would have been Mr. Tyson bringing out the best in my peers, cracking the whip with a stern hand with eyes to match. This time it was Mark and Tova. I had never seen anyone's passion match that of our band conductor, Mr. Tyson. The love for the arts and the "TLC" for their students is almost unheard of in today's society. I shouldn't be to surprised though, like the old folks in the south say, "there is always somebody out there that reminds me of you".

Mark and Tova Baker, the owners of, Drum Production Company, they are my reminders. They reminded me of greatness with their willingness to not compromise they're spiritual and moral foundation for the sake of just saying that they're doing something. That speaks volumes. Most people would say it's easy to speak well of a new client. I would disagree. Mainly, because not everyone is note worthy of being compared to the most influential persons and periods in my life.

While we were filming I grabbed my still camera and snapped a few shots of the Drum Production Company in motion. If you're in the Baltimore area I wouldn't hesitate to reach out to them for musical instruction. (Drums, Piano and Guitar) Their head quarters is at the infamous, Eubie Blake Center.

Bryce 3 year old drum student.

Shannon Wright-Dulin guitar instructor.

Tova Baker Drum Production's COO.

Mark Baker CEO of Drum Production Company

Pete's Road Trip

2010-03-15T22:04:00.014-04:00

Two weeks ago my friend Pete decided to take a road trip without me. If you're like me, you're probably thinking some friend right? I guess it goes to show you that like most friendships, we too were total opposites.

In our teen years, Pete was always there for my major sports accomplishments. For example, when we went to team camp at High Point University he and I won the 2 on 2 competition for the first time, together. A few years later we won the North Carolina State 3-A Basketball Title, and in my sophomore year of college he was in the stands when I scored my first collegiate touchdown. He and our mutual friend Johnny were going nuts. I celebrated so hard that Lamont Burns had to slap me so that we could kick the extra point.

Pete was like a little brother to me. So like any other sibling relationship, I would have never told him that he was my motivation for my many athletic accomplishments. It's a part of the unspoken sibling code, worry your brothers, sisters and close friends to no end without telling them that you care. For anyone who's reading this, you'd be a fool to live by that code after reading this blog.

All of what I'm saying sounds like normal friends stuff right? Here's the obvious twist, Pete had cancer. The 2 on 2 championship was the last one that we played in together. He never made it onto the court for the state championship game. He was in remission when he came down to hang out with Johnny and I for the football games.

Pete, was the poster child for inspiration, hope, dedication and most importantly brotherhood. For 15 plus years my friend took me on a journey that only an angel could. Pete's road trip was special. He never complained. He never allowed anyone to feel sorry for him. He was your number one fan even when the stands were empty. If the world had more Pete's living would be a cake walk. FYI, before "Pete" took his road trip, he knew that he was more than my motivation.

Below are a few images of my last journey with Pete. I'm glad his flight will be smoother than the one I was on flying back to Baltimore.

Jeffrey Allen Wilson "Pete"

"Pete"

2010-02-28T18:04:00.000-05:00

My friend "Pete" coming soon.

The MLK Conversation with Spike Lee

2010-01-21T22:14:00.014-05:00

There was no way that I could let this week go by without paying homage to one of the most influential men in American history, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. The opportunities that I've been afforded are due to the blood that he and others shed for me. That statement has never been more obvious to me than it was this past week. There I sat on the campus of a historically white Catholic university, and the keynote speaker for the evening was Afro-American. Not only was he Afro-American, he's a man who's work I admire, respect and study.

Spike Lee.

Spike Lee is a director, producer, author and advocate for Afro-American justice. You may be familiar with some of his films like, Do The Right Thing, She's gotta have it, Bamboozled, and School Daze, to name a few. When meeting someone that has accomplished what Spike has, it can be a bit overwhelming if you think about it to hard. Fortunately, that's not how the evening flowed. He stayed true to the theme of the night, "What's on Spike Lee's mind"?

I was expecting someone with a big ego, brash, and maybe a bit snide. He was prudently directly. Spike provided the audience with a one hour journey of the things that modeled him into a premiere filmmaker. All of which were tied to the legacy of men and women like Dr. King.

Below are a few photos of the evening.

Speed Zone

2010-01-13T23:38:00.011-05:00

The title Speed Zone sounds a little generic right? I thought so too, but continue reading; it has a great deal of depth. As a freelance journalist the world of stories seems infinite at times. Some larger than others, but none more important than the other. When I was approached about "Speed Zone", I knew it would be a challenging subject, mainly because it addresses children and their safety. During my travels to and from the city, I notice tons of things that I would love to change provided the opportunity. As of lately, it's been the speed of rushing parents in school zones.

So when I was presented with the opportunity of capturing images on the subject, I couldn't turn it down. However with each great project there has to be a challenge. In one area that I covered, a parent called the school and said it was a strange man taking photographs. I found that one amusing, because I was wearing my press I.D. in plain view of anyone who had questions. That same parent was more than likely afraid I photographed them flying thru the school zone. So being a responsible member of the media, I spoke with that particular principal, and I contacted that areas public relations department and life moved on as usual.

However, my presence didn't change how people were driving. The two photos below address and support visually that this subject is one that can't go unnoticed.

Last, but not least. Some of you maybe saying, "what's the big deal"? For those of you that feel that way here's the icing on the cake. In my hometown of High Point, North Carolina a young girl was struck and killed by a school zone speeder. She was only five years old. I'll never forget the story because little Crystal, was a student in my mother's K-5 class. I often remember sitting at the dinner table hearing my mother share the stories about how vibrant little Crystal was. The key word in the previous sentence is, was.

Today, that school's intersection is one of the safest in the area; but does another child have to die before we pay attention to the growing epidemic of school zone speeders?

Speed Zone.

A visible speed limit sign and a warning seldom obeyed during school hours.

A little kid dodging cars. Fortunately, the man in this car was paying attention.

A New Year!

2010-01-11T23:02:00.003-05:00

We're eleven days into the new year and I've checked off two of my goals for the new year. The photo below is the first one on the list. I've decided as my career grows, so should my involvement with the community. So this year I'm stepping deeper into my role as a producer. In my profile I touch on impacting the masses with pictures and sound. 2009 taught me that just because you're making an impact, doesn't quite mean you're making a difference.

With that being said, I've moved on the opportunity of a lifetime. I've been selected and accepted the role of Director of Video Production for The Lamp of Victory Broadcast team. The door that's been opened has offered me the opportunity to lead a group of dedicated men and women to place unfamiliar in Christian television. I get to experience what few will in this business, fulfillment.

My second goal is to see my team get nominated for an Emmy Award, for the best new emerging Christian broadcast. Yea, I've got high hopes. All of my dreams have come true so far so why not continue. Most importantly, I can't wait to see how my staff reacts when they see the difference that all of our hard works does for the world.

Vision Beyond The Lens, it's a must to be great at your craft. So study the photo closely. There's always at least one little person with their eyes on you! The Ball Has Dropped And Now The Bar Has Been Raised. I'm looking forward to sharing with you all in 2010. In the coming months you can follow the teams progress at, (www.crlministries.com).

2009 In Review

2009-10-28T23:07:00.003-04:00

I just realized that I've been so busy this summer that I haven't updated my blog and the summer's gone. Despite a downward turn in the market Goal Line Media has taken a turn for the sky. We've added a new member to the production staff, Mrs. Alex Queen. Alex will be serving as one of our producers. I'm also happy to announce that our independent documentary "The Transition", is near completion. Stay tuned there will be more updates in the very near future.

I promise.

Family Reunion 2009

2009-08-13T14:28:00.028-04:00

When Tyler Perry produced the film, Family Reunion, I had just lost my mother. At the time I didn't think it was a wise idea to go see the film. Being that I was in such a new place emotionally. However, being a student and a fan of the film industry I managed to gather the courage to make my way to the theatre. I'm glad I did. The film helped restore my family focus. The subtractions and additions help mold who we are. Family Reunion, reminded me that with and in every great loss there is a greater lesson. My mother always taught my sister and I to clear a path for those closest to us. So I figured why not focus on my family, the next generation. My senior year of college I produced a project entitled, The Innocence of Life, it was intense. It highlighted the frailty of life and how you should respect each moment. In 2009 I vowed to myself and my craft to live in more of those innocent moments. So if you catch me on an off day I may literally act like a kid. It took a film to remind me of the simple things in life. If I had to have a family reunion every year based on the the simple lessons in these photos, I vote that we have one every year.

Zelma used to tell me when I was little, "Son when you're down on your luck the blessing, prayers, and promise of a real family will resurrect a dead man". I understand now. I hope you enjoy viewing our memorable moments as much as we did living in them.

T.K. rolling a gutter ball.

Me bowling like a champ!

Aunt Quilla giving orders as usual, lol! Love you auntie!

The 2nd and 3rd generations

of the Holly's gotta love it!

T & D caught in a sand storm on the beach.

Derrick rollin like a rock star!

Gator Boy Mr. B! Part of the 3rd generation!

Classic little cousin moment!

Families that pray together..........

I hope the photos tell you the story of how two people made a decision to stay together, and make something great happen by investing in their children. Over 60 years later we're all products of that great choice. Thank you Pop & Mom Holly! We couldn't have done it without you.

PSP

2009-07-21T22:43:00.015-04:00

In the universal world of journalism you find yourself meeting people that you'd always dreamed of meeting and stumbling across those that you should meet. Yesterday I met an amazing lady by the name of Sandra "Sandy" McWilliams. Now I'm saying that like she's a household name but she isn't. Sandy is one of the millions of Americans that live a purpose driven life. Sandy has pledged to walk 700 miles in the summer of 2009 and one of her stops this week was at Good Shepherd Lutheran Church in Harford County Maryland

When I found out that she was walking 700 miles I thought this lady is nuts. My tune changed after I figured out why she was doing it. PSP.

Progressive SupraNuclear Palsy, or PSP, is a devastating brain disease. PSP ravages the nerve cells that control walking, equilibrium, vision, speech and the ability to swallow. The catalyst behind Sandy's motivation is her mother, Allene; who has also been diagnosed with PSP. Following her mother's diagnosis Sandy decided that in the summer of 2009 that she would do her part in raising awareness of this degenerative disease.

Sandy McWilliams, has enshrined herself as one of America's amazing people by dedicating part of her life to a worthy cause. She is the perfect example of what commitment and sacrifice is about. Not to mention her daughter has also joined the battle against PSP. To learn more about Sandy and the fight against PSP visit www.walk4psp.org

Survivors

2009-07-01T15:54:00.028-04:00

The Purple Heart is a United States military decoration awarded in the name of the President to those who have been wounded or killed while serving on or after April 5, 1917 with the U.S. military.

If there was such an award for serving and surviving their community's wars, I'd present Joseph Jones, President & CEO, Center for Urban families and R&B Singer "Mario" of Baltimore both purple heart awards. These gentlemen have survived and continue too fight the war on drug abuse and broken families. Joe as he's referred to by friends and colleagues is a reformed drug addict and current activist on the war on drugs. He and his team have helped countless families thru the rehabilitation process. (see http://www.cfuf.org/Jones)

Mario, was recently the keynote speaker and moderator for the Center for Urban families latest forum entitled, "Saving Our Families: The Impact of Addiction on Youth & Parenting". This young man was phenomenal! Not only did he reach the crowd with his personal story of growing up in a home of drug abuse. Mario also helped open the door for other young people to share their stories and begin the journey of the healing process.

With the passing of Michael Jackson more attention has shifted to the philanthropic efforts of celebrities and athletes. Being a former athlete, I understand the importance of sewing back into your community. If I had to chose anyone to be on the front lines of my organization I'd take 50 Mario's and 50 Joe's everyday of the week.

Below are a few of the memorable moments that I was able to capture.

My name is ?

2009-05-05T23:34:00.009-04:00

Sometimes in life the question above is one that people ask. I often ask the exact same one when I'm photographing the homeless. I've met homeless people from all walks of life and even in the most inhuman moments I try to imagine people at their best. It was kind of ironic when I grabbed these two shots that a colleague and I were on our way to interview Myron Rolle the 2009 Rhodes Scholar recipient.

In that moment, I was like we are on New York Ave. entering our nation's capital and I have to separate reality from hope... something to think about.

I have no idea who this gentleman was but I'm sure he has a name. That day he was Mr. Thomas. He reminded me of one of my college professors so I gave him that name. He looked as if there were a million thoughts brewing on the other side of his glazed eyes. As do many of the homeless people that I photograph. Sometimes I shoot with the hopes that someone will be recognized by a loved one and get rescued from the streets.

So these two shots are my salute to Mr. Thomas. It may not be your name but I know and believe that he's somebody's, somebody.

"Find Yourself 2009" Al Turner

The Color of Love

2009-05-01T10:06:00.020-04:00

The color of love is clear! The reason that I say it's clear is because when you find the one that completes you there is no doubt about where he or she belongs in your heart. They fit well with your family, friends, coworkers and most importantly you. James & Anastashia Hicks understand clarity. On Saturday April 25, 2009 they decided that it was time to share with the world there love for one another.

Enjoy a few of their photos.

He couldn't see the bride.

James's reaction.

Anastashia's spiritual father. There will be another ceremony in South Africa Ana's home.

James's mother proud of her first born.

The touch.

I love you.

A New Wave in American Cinema

2009-03-24T15:24:00.016-04:00

What exactly is the new wave in American cinema? Is it Tyler Perry making power moves or is it young filmmakers like Pete Chatmon producing and directing films that keep big time and local theatres thriving. Hopefully the new wave doesn't represent losing all of the vintage venues that paved the way for so many us in the film, photo and media worlds. Recently, here in Baltimore the waves have begun to splash. This past month the infamous "Senator Theatre" closed it's doors for the last time.

Like many other photographers and news media I took my crack at capturing some of the "Senator's" history. Oddly, I came across a name with the likeness of mine, "Butterfly McQueen". She was an actress in the mid 1900's. Her most famous role was that of a maid in, "Gone with the wind". Of course not being a native of Baltimore that bit of history was a major surprise. On a larger scale it was a reminder of what American Cinema was designed to be. A place for hope, possibility and opportunity for something new and fresh for all to take part in.

Looking back on my childhood I don't recall having a platform to express myself by way of the arts or visual media. So now that I have that opportunity daily, I strongly urge anyone who reads this blog to support your local filmmakers, photographers and media specialist. We're the last of the true breed in American Cinema.

Higher Learning!

2009-02-15T18:19:00.022-05:00

If you're reading this blog and you're between the ages of 25-35 the title "Higher Learning" may take you back to the mid 90's to the film that featured Omar Epps and Tyra Banks. If you're like me you flashback to college. If you're an ECU grad you know our college lives were much like the film. Just for a moment I wanna take you back a few more years. Let's try elementary school. I'm talking about when you lost your first tooth and the check yes or no if you want to be my girlfriend or boyfriend letters were in. Yea, those days.

Higher Learning is what it is. Stay with me. Some will agree with me that it's the process in which one retains information and applies it to real life.

If you agree raise your hand. Okay all of you can put your hands down now. Raise your hand if you agree that we all needed someone to teach us the alphabet, phonics, sentence structure, math, science and the basic fundamentals of speaking. Okay you can put your hands down.

I have a ton of friends in the field of Early Childhood Education and from what I've been told they get paid peanuts... Yes, I said peanuts. I don't mean that in the sense that they're broke. I mean that in the sense that they're in the process of being broken... Earlier I made mention of my fellow ECU Alumni, how many of you know there would be no fellow Alumni if there weren't any teachers and principals that cared for me or you. Especially, when we didn't understand what "Higher Learning" meant. By no means am I a writer, but Mrs. Gravlee made me believe I was or could become one. Mrs. Hatcher taught me that "A Raisin in the Sun" didn't mean you had to wither and be lost. Coach Burke taught me that "Othello" was a hero and not a greek word and that football was a vehicle and not a lifestyle.

Higher Learning. If mom and dad don't start the process 99% of the time it's someone in Early Childhood Education that supplies a child with the knowledge of what a dream is. I had a conversation with some friends this past week and they reminded me of my personal responsibility to the world of education. Like them I can't help save everyone but I have no excuse not to contribute. So this past Friday I used my vehicle to help remind all of us of what High Learning is. Below are a few stills and captions of what Vision Beyond The Lens means.

Support your local schools.

Baltimore City School P.S. #63

On my way out of the school this young man ran up to the principal and hugged him and thanked him for caring about him.

These two little guys said they would be best friends forever.

In the spirit of Black History month and the appointment of President Obama. I saw this one as the American Dream.

The Sunday Bunch

2009-01-28T15:24:00.043-05:00

The Sunday Bunch is a small group of folks that gather on Sundays at church. Most of which promise to call one another and plan dinners that will never happen unless somebody dies. That's not true in every case because as we all know, there're exceptions to every rule. There is a real "Sunday Bunch". It's a group of progressive, creative and upbeat young couples. They're comprised of the fabric that holds families together, builds models of success, healthy life styles created by DNA that most people can't began to identify with. Why? They are doers and not "I'm gonna do people". They make it happen!

Wow, I'm glad I get to write this stuff.

I said all of the above because this year my staff and I are emphasizing growth and development by way of positive people and things. I've learned in my career that none of our dreams will come true if we're not surrounded by individuals that are like minded.

So I urge you all to go out and find YOUR OWN "Sunday Bunch"! If you'd like to be a apart of mine you have to be a "doer" and not a "I'm gonna doer".

One last thing, I own the rights to the name,"Sunday Bunch" and we do have a lawyer in the group so don't think about taking it. See, it pays to know the right people. Enjoy!

Great young couple!

Super Dad and World Class Baritone Eric Greene (He is a real singer for more info. email me.)

"The Sunday Bunch"

The dinner without a death!

Donald Douglas the best Physical Therapist on the planet.

Barack & Joe

2009-01-20T12:49:00.011-05:00

The story...

I almost don't know where to begin. This weekend has been monumental for my career but more importantly for my life. I've seen and interviewed who's who in American history. I've filmed people that I never thought that I'd meet. Yesterday I spoke with the wife of slain civil rights leader Mrylie Evers-Williams and all I could think of were the stories that my parents and grandparents shared with me as a kid. I met white men and white woman that shared similar stories and I didn't appreciate them any less.

I understand history on a completely different level now.

By no means am I comparing myself to Barack Obama and Joe Biden but my friend Jeff Phillips and I got to share a special part of history together. He's white and I'm black but much like Barack and Joe we share the same the passion, journalism. So in the spirit of things past and things to come let's celebrate this special day.

Barack and Joe!

Number One Goal For 2009!

2009-01-09T12:04:00.003-05:00

My number one goal for 2009 is to keep in touch with as many family members, friends and as many clients as possible. What prompted this idea? This morning I was doing what most people do in a new year, purging old files from my database. I came across a person that I hadn't spoken to in a while, Mr. Virgil Starks. He was the Associate Athletic Director at the University of Auburn. I never met Virgil in person but I reached out to him via phone about 9 years after my college graduation. I was impressed with his resume and I wanted to model my success after his. We ended speaking a few times a month. With so much happening we didn't talk much in 2008. Long story short, I googled Virgil to make sure that he still worked there at Auburn. I did that so I wouldn't make a fool out of myself because this is the time of year that athletic departments fire people, lol.

My gut feeling was right, he doesn't work there anymore. He died November 9, 2008 of cardiac arrest six days following his birthday. Virgil Starks was 46 years old.

Keep in contact with your network! That's my number one goal in 2009.

I Used To Love Her

2008-12-21T00:48:00.013-05:00

Every now and then professionals take time out to capture things that are important to them. This weekend I did just that. Unfortunately, it was about 17 degrees when I decided to do it, lol. Nevertheless I'd like to share this one with all of you who want to move to the next level with whatever you're planning to do in 2009.

In 1982 I was five years old innocent and untainted. At that age you're incapable of knowing about love or at least the levels of it. One day I was introduced to this thing, this girl, this object. I remember the day I spotted her. She was trimmed in white, highlighted in green and about five hundred people stood around her cheering as she withstood the pressure of the crowd. She was confident and unmoved by the crowds roar.

I remember asking my dad if I could make her a permanent fixture in my life. He said, "only if you're committed". I was pumped because I knew then that I wanted to give her all of me. That was the day I fell in love. In the years that followed she took me everywhere. She paid for my education, she sponsored road trips and she even helped me make some life long friends. She was so powerful she even put me through months of physical therapy after she injured my spinal cord. With all of that my love for her never wavered. Since then I've moved on but we've remained friends. Neither of us have forgotten the wonderful road that we've travelled. I Used To Love Her but now we're just friends...

I thought I'd put a little spin on this blog. For those of you that don't know I'm an ex-football player that suffered a spinal cord injury while I was in college. The point that I've tried to make with this blog is to not be afraid to move forward with your dreams. There will be moments in life when something that you care about gets ripped to shreds; but the flip side is when it happens, life leaves you no other choice but to bounce back. So for the folks that have lost jobs don't lose sight of your dreams. I'm a witness to the miracles of life.

I wish all of you well in 2009. The girl I used to love is below. She's still supporting my dreams today...

My New View.

The Rock.

My Old Friends.

The Moon

2008-12-13T17:53:00.003-05:00

By popular request I grabbed a shot of the moon on Friday night. For those of you that didn't know it was only 221,000 miles away from earth. Lol, I know real close right. Enjoy!

Elijah's Story

2008-12-11T11:45:00.012-05:00

Usually I would post a photo as a visual reference with each story but this one will be a little different. Recently, I've been in the shadows of a story about little Elijah Johnson. Elijah was born in November of 2004. A few days following his birth, Elijah's parents realized that his behavior was a little strange and he spiked a fever. Like any good parents they took the ever so dreaded trip to the ER. The diagnosis was, Salmonella Meningitis. Salmonella Meningitis? From what I've learned it's contracted from exotic animals (lizard, snakes & turtles to name a few), children and the elderly are very susceptible to the deadly menace.

Fast forward to December 2008, Elijah's story has become a lot more complex as he clings to life, but his parents position remains the same. In my conversation with Elijah's father Jackson "J.J." Johnson he stressed to me that he and his wife Meredith wanted to make people aware of the dangers and risk of having these exotic pets. The Johnson's are a family on a mission. A mission that extends well beyond the four walls of their home. They want to inform as many people as possible about the risk of ownership of these pets; as they weren't at the time of their purchase.

In closing, I've learned a great deal by following, listening and focusing on the heart of a champion. Elijah's story has about ten different sub-stories. My favorite is how a family stands strong when one member is down. Society says that men aren't leaders in their homes anymore. J.J. Johnson dispels all of societies mythes. Meredith is the perfect example of what a relentless dedicated mother and wife should be. Society can't top that. Last but not least, Elijah. The little fella has the heart of a LION, a fighter. His speech has been silenced by his illness but his voice is loud and clear. So I urge you along with the Johnson family if you have little ones or plan to, please do some extended research prior to your pet purchases.

From the Goal Line Media Productions family we'd like to thank the Johson's for sharing their story. For more information on Elijah's story click on Elijah's story below.

ELIJAH'S STORY

BOTSO, INC.

2008-12-02T09:54:00.018-05:00

In 1993 I was introduced to a community youth organization by the name of, BOTSO. My friends and I used to meet with the group's advisers at the old 4th street YMCA in High Point, NC. As one can imagine like most community youth organizations it sounds as if it was established for the at risk youth in our area. It's a leadership program designed for young men. Mr. Hank Wall and the founding members of BOTSO recognized that the young men in our community needed more than just a gym. They understood that young men like myself that derived from stable environments could benefit as much as our peers that were less privileged. They had the for site to establish a social and educational extension of our schools and home lives. I remember our advisors from the past and present always treating every youth as if we were at risk. Self-improvement was always right now.

Fast forward to 2008, fifteen years later BOTSO is stronger than ever. Many of us in the class of 93' have moved on to do some pretty positive things and the classes the followed assumed the same position. BOTSO, has produced college graduates, professional athletes, fathers, husbands, community leaders and so much more.

J.J.'s definition of Philanthropy - giving of ones self, time and resources ="s BOTSO, Brothers Organized To Save Others!

Below are some photos that I grabbed from the past and present during my recent visit with Mr. Hank Wall Executive director of BOTSO. Please visit www.botso.org and find out more information on how you can help contribute to BOTSO's new Self-Improvement Center.

As always thanks for listening.

The Message.

The Core.

The Purpose.

The Outcome.

The Vehicle.

BOTOS's Next Great Mission... The Self-Improvement Center

1964

2008-11-19T10:11:00.013-05:00

This morning I received the photo below from my aunt. The initial impact of it was kind of overwhelming when I opened it. Mainly, with the age of the images and the rich history behind the people in it. I had to take a step back and absorb the moment.

I titled it just what it is, 1964. I actually went online and searched events from that year and I found things that are important to me and my career goals. One was President Lyndon B. Johnson declared "War on Poverty" in the U.S... It's ironic that I would get it today of all days because I'm doing some research on films and photos from the 60's.

The images took me to Blacksburg, S.C. March 1964. This photo was taken by what I believe to be one of my grandfather's church members. Why is it so important it's just a family photo?

It's a family photo that's been buried under the rubble of life for 44 years. Somewhat of a fossil to my family. A lady that sings in the church choir with my aunt has been holding on to it for all of these years. She held my family close to her heart as if it was her own. She's probably in her late 70's early 80's but she never forgot.

The moral of this blog is don't take still photo's for granted. It's the only opportunity or often times the only reminder of who you are and whence you came. Especially when those moments of stupidity and blindness occur.

top left Rev. James Ledbetter (My Grandfather) died 1994

top right Lee Annis Ledbetter (My Grandmother) died 1991

bottom left Zelma Lebetter McQueen (My Mom) died 2006

bottom right Marion Ledbetter (My Uncle) died 2008

Four Seasons

2008-11-06T21:13:00.009-05:00

Four Seasons story below.

Someone's sidewalk home.

I call this guy newspaper man. He new everything about the upcoming election. I asked him how did he know so much he said he used to be a English Professor at a local college. He lost his job and he's been teaching the homeless to read for the past 2 years.

These guys have been friends for 25 years living on the streets together. One is blind and one is a recovering drug addict. I met them while they were feeding the pigeons.

As we approach the winter months "Homeless People" become more invisible and more visible all at the same time. Fortunately, there are some that still take time out to notice. I'd like to consider myself one of those people. I'm sure my colleagues and those alike would agree that it's very easy to forget about those less fortunate than us while out pounding the pavement reaching for the next big story. While all along we're walking past the stories that make our jobs more critical now than ever. The "Forgotten Few" is what I call them. Homeless People.

Folks with hearts. Folks with dreams. Folks with ambition. Folks that have been railroaded by life's challenges. Folks with broken spirits. I guess that's why I refuse to not notice because to some degree all of us are about $50 away from being on the streets. Maybe not in a literal sense but that's how difficult times are for some these days.

So as the leaves turn brown and red don't forget to notice the season as they change. Not the weather. The people. The day that I spent out on the streets of Baltimore capture those that haven't stopped believing despite living on the streets.

Thanks for listening.

Four Seasons

2008-10-29T11:18:00.005-04:00

Just in case you haven't noticed I'm a huge advocate for the homeless. In the spirit of the seasons changing I'll be dedicating a day to capture what a day on the streets are like.

to be continued....

The Old Time Way

2008-10-26T22:05:00.024-04:00

This fall has been wonderful! I've captured milestone events this season. One of my favorites was the Refuge Way of the Cross 50th Anniversary Celebration. People that know me know I grew up in a church family so I'm sure they're wondering what made this celebration more special than others. Here's your answer. This church is more than just a client for me. They are like family. I live nearly 500 miles from my parents door step and there are some days when I'd love to be there. Fortunately, when I have those days all I have to do is drive 35 minutes into the city and I'm quickly reminded of my southern roots.

Refuge Way of the Cross church is made up of North Carolina natives and for five decades they've been to the community what the church was designed to be. A Refuge. The Refuge family still "puts in down in the kitchen" on Sunday's after church, they still have their weekly prayer service and revival meetings. Just like the old time way. They even have their original pastor Bishop Leroy H. Cannady Sr. who is 80 plus years young. That's something that I can relate to. My childhood pastor is still doing great things in my home town of High Point, NC. So the "Old Time Way" is special to me just because. Even though it's old it still feels knew because with each passing day I'm reminded of how quickly life can change and if you blink long enough when you open your eyes again it's 30 years later.

So with all of that said, happy 50th Refuge and keep cooking those Sunday dinners. Trust me when I say those plates will make a man want to change his ways or a least comeback for seconds, lol.

The Big Three

2008-10-11T16:00:00.021-04:00

This week has been bananas! My daughters were sick and my son decided that he wanted to make an early arrival, lol. Where am I going with this one? Stay with me and I'll show you. It's my career and my passion to document the events of the world and those of my clients but it's a pure joy to capture the most important moments of my children's lives. It's also important to teach them how to capture and appreciate one another's milestones.

On Wednesday October 8, 2008 my son was born and my 5 year old and 3 year old had cameras in their hands. I want them to always be there to share the important moments in life with each other.

It's more evident now than ever in these crazy economic times how important it is to raise your children to be strong leaders, loving, kind and resourceful. As I get older I'm understanding that a stable family helps build a stable economy. Some how, somewhere people have forgotten that the origin of success in America was built on the backs of the family unit. I posted a blog in June 2008 about a produce farm in my community, Hubers Farm. Huber's has thrived for over 60 years. The farm has been nurtured by one family. They've learned how to survive together. They've seen droughts, workers come and go among other things.

America has seen Slaves, Jews, Italians, Hispanics and Whites build this country by way of strong family units. Even in this wild election year every candidate has displayed a strong sense of family loyalty.

So with all of that being said, I'd like to introduce to you, my little McQueen's "The Big Three".

My Why!

2008-09-22T17:58:00.014-04:00

Not long ago Sean "P. Diddy" Combs played the leading role in the television movie " A Raisin in the Sun". I posted a blog on my myspace page in response to his characters', character. I talked about his drive and determination to succeed. It was amazing to watch the movie in 2008 after reading the original screenplay from the 50's.

I'm often asked what is it that motivates me to do what I do besides money. If you look below at the photos that story tells itself. Trinity, NC is where I lived until I was about 9 0r 10 years old. Most of the homes there are still like the ones in the photos below.

I took these stills about 5 years ago, I'm glad I did. They are a constant reminder of how important it is to stay humble. They remind of the importance of a sound education. They remind me to always respect hard work. They remind me of what strong families can do with little to no resources.

These photos are my motivation to keep dreaming so that others won't stop. They are my why. This is what "Vision Beyond The Lens" means. Even with that said there's still no place like home.

The remains of an old ten speed tire rim that my cousin and I used as a basketball hoop.

The steps leading to the side door of my old house. The full view will be in the documentary "A Brighter Day" due out in the fall of 2009.

Homes my friends and family currently live in or lived in.

My view as a 6 year old dreaming about being a football star at Trinity High School football field. "fyi" My dream came true...

Little Zoe!

2008-09-06T22:29:00.025-04:00

My first season in the Arena football league I wore the number one. I never understood why people made such a big deal about it until now. The number one has a million significant meanings. The most obvious being the beginning, the best and or the start. Being young and passionate I had no idea of the significance of what my jersey truly meant. Fortunately, I grew up and now that I'm a dad it the number one means more than I could have ever imagined. Most importantly, first birthdays.

Which Brings me to Little Zoe.

Seeing Zoe's face light up on her first birthday with her family and friends was a sight to see. Although she doesn't understand that her first number one is the first of many first. There will come a day when she'll put things in reverse and wish she could have her first first all over again.

As for today, we'll celebrate the biggest first of them all.

Happy Birthday Little Zoe!

The First Quarter!

2008-09-04T22:00:00.025-04:00

Recently, I had the opportunity of capturing a day of Joppatowne high school football practice.

Prior to shooting the stills I spoke with the head coach and the conversation was like that of every head coach, very modest. I can respect that but fortunately I'm not bound to modesty.

I believe they are the best kept secret in Harford County, Maryland. People that know high school football would probably think I'm crazy but it's simple.

In the photos below there are two players that standout. The player that stayed home and played XBOX all summer and the other that worked his butt off to stay in shape. I'm sure the average viewer would say that the photos look blurry. Well, they are. I shot them so you could see what the out of shape kid felt like as the other young man pushed him to finish. Sometimes that's what it feels like when you get to the end of something that you're not prepared for. Your vision gets cloudy, your body hurts and you just want to fall out so the pain will go away.

In the world of sports you learn to overcome the thought of giving up but more importantly you learn to prepare too finish. That's why I picked Joppatowne as my sleeper this season. They have kids that don't believe in quitting or allowing their teammates to give up when things get hard. In my days at THE EAST CAROLINA UNIVERSITY our strength coach Jeff Connors preached to us that quitting wasn't an option and that we would be the best conditioned team on the field. Some how after 4 years of running 300's he made me a believer.

I'm sure that the coaching staff at Joppatowne would agree with me if they could. When size and speed are limited, having players that are committed and resilient makes the job much more promising at the end of everyday. These young men are examples of what preparation and putting dreams in motion are about. Keep them on your radar. I'm positive that they will produce great things this season.

Good Luck Fellas!

Vision Beyond The Lens Was a Success!

2008-08-30T22:53:00.006-04:00

Photo Courtesy: of Arlyn Wesley, Vision Beyond The Lens Student

All I can say is wow! Today we had our first Vision Beyond The Lens video workshop... I paused because the day really brought my video career full circle. I've often hear veterans of the industry say the natural progression for a camera operator is to direct and teach. When you're being told these things the importance of the words don't really sink in until you put them in motion.

I was so pumped from the class I didn't get to bed until 2 a.m. this morning. I've been reminded of how great getting back to the grassroots of "why" we chose the television and film industry.

So today I want to thank my FIRST GOAL LINE MEDIA/ VISION BEYOND THE LENS CLASS FOR MAKING ME A PROUD TEACHER!

Stayed tuned for the spring session.

Uncle Clarence

2008-08-28T00:12:00.014-04:00

In my last blog I said that August was a busy month and that was no lie. So with that being said, we have one more birthday to celebrate. Uncle Clarence!

Uncle Clarence is a gentleman that I've heard nothing but good things about for many years but I'd never met him prior this past Sunday. It only makes sense being that we aren't related, lol.

Stay with me I'm going somewhere fast with this one.

Growing up around older people I learned to appreciate the elders of the village and at age 93 I believe Uncle Clarence has more than exercised his right to be the "man". What impressed me

most was that he couldn't have been more than 5 ft 3 inches tall and a good number of us were 12 to 14 inches taller and at least 100 pounds heavier but he still had our respect and attention as if he was 7 ft tall. As a child and now young adult that's what the old school legacy is to me, respecting the elders of the village no matter what size and stature of the person.

I've often heard people say that you can tell a tree by the fruit it bares. I believe that's a fitting statement if you compare Uncle Clarence's fruit to many of today's crops. If we're lucky for some and blessed for others to see age 93 and still be of sound body and mind; I'd want to do it like Uncle Clarence.

So I close out my birthday month with a tribute to a man and his legacy, one far greater than he could have ever imagined.

Happy 93th Birthday Uncle Clarence!

30 Years of Earl!

2008-08-23T12:21:00.009-04:00

It's August and you know what August is, the birthday month. I think between family, friends and clients I've captured about 15 birthday parties and we still have a full week left in the month. The down side to that is, you can't post everything and everyone that you capture. So today I've decided to share with you 30 years of Earl.

With the increasing number of Afro-American males not seeing the age of 30, I thought this was the perfect opportunity to highlight a young man that I've known well over 10 years. I call him, Earl! If you knew him like I do, you'd understand that his mother and father couldn't have chosen a more fitting name. With a booming voice, and the pleasant personality of an 80 year old man from South Carolina, Earl is the prototype of what any parent would want their son's to grow up to be.

Growing up on Baltimore's West Side Earl has beaten all of the odds. Out of 3 boys he's the first college grad and a pudding graffic design artist. With all of that said today we celebrate Earl.

Happy Birthday, see you at 50!

Vision Beyond The Lens Workshop Part I

2008-08-16T01:00:00.007-04:00

It's that time! Many of you have been asking, "when will there be a video workshop"? Well the fall workshop is here. For those of you that are interested please note that seating is limited and filling fast. For additional information and consideration please see the poster below.

I'm excited about what this class is going to do for all who attend.

See you in two weeks!

Charm School

2008-08-13T17:36:00.010-04:00

Charm School.... What is it exactly is it? If hadn't I been exposed to so many different arenas of life, I would have thought it was something that has to do with animals or spoiled rich kids.

Fortunately, it's neither. Charm School has to do with young women learning how to be well rounded spiritually, financially, socially and emotionally. I'm almost sure that's just the tip of the iceberg. Kim Ridley and her staff at the Christian Charm Academy are educating the masses about what it takes to become a successful young lady in America.

Here are a few snapshots of what our future young men and young woman looked like at their first annual Gems Crystal Ball.

Thanks to Kim and her staff at the Christian Charm Academy our little girls futures will continue to shine bright. If any of you are interested in enrolling your daughters for the upcoming Charm Academy session email us at goallinemedia@yahoo.com

Enjoy!

The Measure of a Man.........

2008-08-06T19:00:00.020-04:00

the details are below the photos it's a must read story for the men....

The title of this blog maybe familiar to some, it's that of the autobiography of actor Sidney Poitier. When you mention his name the words courage, great, intelligent, daring, brilliant and faithful may come to mind. I've got a new name that replaces those words, Von Johnson. My friend. My brother. My cousin. My new HERO.

How and what does that have to do with the title? Yesterday, I observed what it means to live the final portion of your wedding vows, "till death do us part"...... I can't even put it into words how I felt yesterday. The only word that comes close is "helpless".

It was one of the rare moments in life where you want to take someone else's pain and throw it down the river and start fresh.

I learned what the measure of a man is all about.

Can you live on life's edge and handle all it dishes out? Can you stand in the toughest moments of opposition? Can you care for your spouse thru chemo, radiation, suffering and still do the right things? Can you watch one of the most caring persons in this crazy world step into heaven without you? Von did it and I admire him for his courage, strength and passion for his favorite girl. In my young journalistic career I thought that I'd seen a lot. Obviously I haven't, but there is one thing that I have seen and that's the true MEASURE OF A MAN.

Support Breast Cancer Research, it's getting too much credit for claiming the lives of the great ones.

Small Town USA Part I

2008-07-22T23:42:00.021-04:00

I like many others just finished watching Black in America on CNN. For some it was probably disturbing, for others it confirmed what you already knew... There are a number of black men and women thriving in America, contrary to what the media reports.

Which brings me to the Perfect Image Styling Salon in the "big city" of Thomasville, North Carolina. A few miles south of High Point, North Carolina my home town and home of American Idol Star Fantasia Burrino. As a kid growing up in the area I overlooked things that I wouldn't as an adult. In this case it was the barbershop or hair salon for some. Barbershops and hair salons have been the cornerstones of most communities for generations. The information that you gain as a youngster in these places can't be substituted with nothing else in the world.

If you're ever in the area stop by and see the owner "Mikki" pronounced "Mickey". One of the many talents in Small Town USA.

Family Reunion 2008

2008-07-19T22:50:00.007-04:00

As most of you know when life throws you curve balls sometimes you might get hit with a few. After losing two uncles in the same week, I'd say that I've had enough of baseball for while.

Fortunately, my in laws had their family reunion scheduled in between the stress of life. Boy was the timing wonderful. The first photo summed up the week for me. We were in Louisa County, VA. It's a few miles north of the University of Virginia. It was the first time in a long time when we all had a moment to stop and enjoy one another. Not because we paid to stay at a nice resort, but because we understand the need of celebrating one another. We understand that when there's no money, no job, no friends or even hope; there is always a person that looks like you that can fill the void of all of the above.

So with a group of over 30 people we kept the place live all week, lol! We played games, celebrated a birthday, we broke bread together; we made time to get to know each other all over again. If I haven't learned anything in the past two weeks, that's the lesson. Sometimes we have to stop and reflect on life because there will be days when the people that look like you may not be around. So party every chance you get. Slow down to watch the sunset sometimes, there may be a lesson in it to. If you need help learning how, send me an email, we'll give you a crash course. Enjoy!

The Perfect Frame

2008-07-10T22:23:00.028-04:00

This week was intense! It's one of those weeks you wish you could erase from your memory. In the same breath, I hope I don't forget anything that I learned. I traveled to my home town this past week to share the last moments of my uncle Arthur McQueen's life. My family and I had the opportunity to wish him well on the last miles of his journey.

As always, I had my camera with me to document the days. It was brutal. I never expected to capture the things that I did. I learned lessons that no Sunday school class had ever taught me. Only ones that life could. Leadership. Trust. Courage. Respect. Dignity. In my uncles' best moments in life those words best describe his character. So I'd like to share with you a few perfect frames of "A Family Legacy"

The name badge photo was the most difficult to capture.

My younger cousins standing in the gap displaying courage like seasoned seniors.

Auntie caring until the end.

Big Sis giving all of the hope and prayers inside her.

The Father's Day After

2008-06-25T15:40:00.012-04:00

Two years ago my mother passed away and my friend Donald and his wife Sondra were expecting their first child. They did what real friends do when you need support. They made a 6 hour road trip to North Carolina for the funeral.

On June 24, 2008 they had their first baby girl and I made the trip over to the hospital. It wasn't 6 hours but the same love and support was in the ride, lol. Prior to entering the hospital I had no idea that mommy and the baby had minor complications. When my wife and I arrived we checked in with Don and we were off to the childrens ICU. At the time I didn't know that Don hadn't held his baby girl. It was one of those times were I'm glad I brought my camera along. It was a defining moment in our friendship. I had the privilege of capturing the first time he held his daughter. It also meant for us a rite of passage. We share two of the most special moments in our lives. He witnessed the day I laid my mother down to rest for the last time and I got to witness the first time he picked his daughter up. That's what a friendship is all about.

Congrats, Don Happy Father's Day Bro!

The Spirit of Graduation!

2008-06-19T22:17:00.004-04:00

As we all know graduation season is coming to a close but there is one group of grads that we can't forget. So as usual we've saved the best for last. There is a passage in the bible in Matthew 20:16 that says "So the last will be first, and the first will be last". Today I want to take time out and salute the 2008 Preschool Graduates of Robert Franklin Stokes Christian School, the last of the graduation season but the first of many to come.

Congratulations Little People!

Huber's Family Farm Est. 1944

2008-06-19T17:09:00.011-04:00

The Huber's Family Farm Story in Stills.

Growing up in the rural south the image of a farm almost put the fear of God in me. Especially, when I think about some of the hands that history has dealt minorities. Fortunately, I've found a place that looks the same on the outside but resembles something totally different on the inside.

Today I had the pleasure of photographing the brighter side of them all. Huber's Family Produce Established in 1944. Founder George Huber age 86 and wife June 81 still work on the farm daily as produce pickers, while their son Steve Huber oversees day to day operations.

Being a young African American male I've never been a huge fan of farms and what the history of them represent but today opened my eyes to the other side of what farm life means. The traditions and fundamental foundation of family legacy remains true and pure at Huber's farm. A forgotten lesson in today's society. At least that's what I gather from my experience there. I'm a huge supporter of independently owned business and Huber's definitely get 5 stars. So for those of you that don't know and would like to find out more about this rich place visit www.hubersfarm.com. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do. Enjoy the stills of the farm below.

Steve Huber Co-owner of Huber's farm. He's been working in the fields since he was a child.
One of the Original Scales from the early days of the Huber's farm.

A man and his treasure.
Steve's nephew from a far. The next generation of the Huber family.

Wedding Day Fun

2008-06-16T19:21:00.004-04:00

Okay, shooting weddings with a video camera does wonders for the day but shooting them with a still camera freezes the raw emotion of the moment. This past weekend I had the extreme pleasure of doing both for the newlywed Webb's. Hope you enjoy a few shots as much as they enjoyed their special day.

100 Degrees & Homeless Part II

2008-06-10T23:25:00.004-04:00

Today I was covering a story at BWI airport here in Baltimore. The story was centered around extreme medical care and rescue. I found the story very interesting. Unfortunately, right down town we have people that need the same intense medical care. Those people are our forgotten homeless. For the past few days it's been well above 100 degrees, the images below can tell you the rest of the story.

With no shelter there is no short-term relief from the sweltering days. At least not for now. They dress in hats and long sleeves to protect themselves from the brutal rays of the sun.

100 Degrees & Homeless

2008-06-06T20:33:00.003-04:00

Today was the first of many hot days here in Baltimore. I was on a commercial shoot earlier in the day and I couldn't help but notice a huge number of homeless people moving around. It's amazing because in the midst of one of the most important projects of my career I couldn't shake the image of the long sleeves and the short meals that they seemed to have found. I couldn't let this vision go unnoticed. Below are a few shots of what 100 Degress and homeless looks like.

It's Wedding Season

2008-05-31T22:20:00.006-04:00

Yes, it's wedding season!

For those of you that are in the video and photo production fields you understand why I'm so excited. As professionals we accept projects for many reasons. Some of us for the money, some for the enjoyment of what we do and some both. For me it's deeper than all of the above. Yes, well all like to get paid but sometimes no amount of money can resonate with you like a great story. Recently, I had the privilege of being introduced to Troy Webb and Luvenia Crank. This is my first wedding couple for the season. Troy and Luvenia have an amazing story that they are sharing with their family thru video and photos. Stay tuned for the story. I grabbed a few stills today during an interview with them. I believe these photos capture some of who they are. The wedding is June 14, 2008 we'll have more to share with you then.

Thanks for tuning in.

A Day At Gus's

2008-05-28T22:06:00.003-04:00

A Day At Gus's

It's not everyday that we get to experience great food let alone a great atmosphere to eat in. I'm a southern guy so you know I like good food and even better service. Gus's is that spot for me. I frequently sit down with the owner Gus and he doesn't hold back on his views of the world or on how to run a successful small business. Following our last conversation I decided to return the favor by grabbing a few still photos of the original Gus's location. It will be torn down soon.

Gus is being rewarded with a new location in 2008 for a job well done for 27 years of great service. www.gusspizza.com