Never, ever a bad show from these guys, and sometimes a tremendous one, like last night. A few more shots behind the jump, and the rest of the set is here.
I’ve been frustrated with my shooting lately — the last month or so — and am finding that I’m harder on myself than I used to be, but I felt really good about last night. In large part because I’ve shot Holy Ghost so much that I know them like the backs of my own hands; I’m comfortable with them, which lets me push boundaries, I guess. My own, the standards of what makes a good photo. I’m not sure. I’m just thinking out loud, I guess.
Either way: I will never get tired of shooting these guys, and that’s a good thing.