Puppies, Concerts and the Homeless
Recently my days have been pretty packed with working on my grandfather's property and finding opportunities to take pictures. Which makes me realize, I havn't updated in a while. The puppies over at my grandfather's are getting pretty big. People have been showing up to look at them for the last week or so, several have been sold already.

Yesterday, before heading downtown to take pictures at night, I was drafted into taking a few pictures at the Northdale Songs in the Park outdoor concert. It actually wasn't as bad as I had feared, the band played some nice covers of the Beatles and some other classic stuff. They just added a bit of a ska flair to the songs.
After spending about twenty minutes at the concert, I headed out with Raechel for downtown Tampa, where we wandered up and down Ashley Boulevard for about an hour and a half. While shooting, I met a homeless man named James. He was a pretty nice, easygoing guy, I didn't have any money to give him, so we talked while I took pictures. According to James, he had been out on the street for about a month since his parents died. During his story, the back of my mind stayed in disbelief, he didn't seem too dirty and if his parents died, was there no one else to take him in? But instead of digging too deep, I wished him luck and moved on to shoot at another location. I hope to update more, sorry for the delay.

Yesterday, before heading downtown to take pictures at night, I was drafted into taking a few pictures at the Northdale Songs in the Park outdoor concert. It actually wasn't as bad as I had feared, the band played some nice covers of the Beatles and some other classic stuff. They just added a bit of a ska flair to the songs.

After spending about twenty minutes at the concert, I headed out with Raechel for downtown Tampa, where we wandered up and down Ashley Boulevard for about an hour and a half. While shooting, I met a homeless man named James. He was a pretty nice, easygoing guy, I didn't have any money to give him, so we talked while I took pictures. According to James, he had been out on the street for about a month since his parents died. During his story, the back of my mind stayed in disbelief, he didn't seem too dirty and if his parents died, was there no one else to take him in? But instead of digging too deep, I wished him luck and moved on to shoot at another location. I hope to update more, sorry for the delay.

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