Nothing subtle about this. I am migrating to my new site for good now. The new website has a blog incorporated into it, rendering this page useless to me. I will maintain it for a while, but will not post much content here.

For those who have followed, I sincerely thank you and invite you to join me on the new site:

www.studiobluempls.com

The good times are still rolling, just changing the address. See you there.

Best,

T.C.

I promised I'd show the images once they were released to the public, so here they are. You may have seen them on posters in bike stores around Minneapolis and St. Paul. I really like what Chris Verbick did with the poster design-work around the images. He's a talented man - off educating himself in England as we speak.

Anyway. It's too late to visit the Velodrome to see some racing, but come spring you'll get our chance again.

"Hannible" sold knives, furs and such.

They didn't have hoop and stick yet...

The missing end of the card was shot off by this woman's musket ball. The skinny side facing her! Quite a shot, this one.

Blackpowder musket.

A trapper's bedroom.

Last summer I shot an assignment for the NY Times on a group of people that get together to reenact the ways of the fur trappers that settled parts of Minnesota way back when. It was an interesting job for sure. All around me people were dressing and acting like they were living a century ago. Kids threw hatchets, men fired black-powder muskets and ladies cooked over open fires. These are images that were never published.

We try to grow as much food as we can on our little Minneapolis lot. We have a garden with over a dozen different things, as well as 7 hens (one laying blue eggs) that give us fresh eggs daily. We try to keep our foods' distance from our plate as short as possible - except for coffee. Mmm...

This summer we noticed that several neighbors had fruit trees that they did not utilize. We saw them picking up fallen, rotting fruit, but never taking the good stuff to use. So, I started asking if we could take some of the fruit off of trees if they were not going to. It pleased them all, and so we did. We got home grown apples and pears, which we either ate fresh or canned for later. The pears were especially beautiful, so I could not resist taking just a quick shot of them.

I'm told this was a great year for apples. It's not too late to find out for yourself. An apple a day...