Don’t Forget to Pack a Photographer! | Vacation Travel Photography

Have I mentioned how interested in doing this I am?!?

I would prefer not to actually be packed into your suitcase, but next time you book your dream vacation or weekend getaway, consider hiring a professional photographer (i.e me) to spend a day, two, or even the whole week with you and your family, documenting your journey through the beautiful and wonderful places you go!

Imagine standing at the top of Haleakala in Maui, Hawaii, being wowed by the expansive view of Mt. Cook New Zealand, taming fire and ice in Iceland, tasting some of the world’s finest wines in Napa & Sonoma California, making friends with the towering Redwoods along the Avenue of the Giants, horseback riding the California coast, gazing over panoramic European sea cliffs or taking a trip back in time to rural Ireland, spending relaxing days on the sand or surfing by the beach, or being in total awe of the expansive views throughout the City of San Francisco

Now imaging yourself living these amazing experiences, captured in all of these images through the eyes of a professional photographer; exciting idea isn’t it? Consider that and send me a note next time you start planning your trip. Not only do I have travel advice, but I’d love to be there to capture these timeless moments for you, your new husband or wife (can we say honeymoon?), and/or your family. For more information, read the story recently published on the Wall Street Journal, and see the video embedded below Or link to the video on WSJ here:

 

To get a sense if we’d be a good fit in working together, you can view my Portfolios here, and I can be reached via email at info {at} nialldavid.com to start discussing your custom vacation photography package. I look forward to hearing from you!

 

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Instagram :: April 2012

Expression of daily life with Instagram and iPhoneography continues. Though I’ve been less active than previous months lately, I’m happy to post the monthly update to recap April 2012.

Seattle, trains, mountains, views, record store day, a new facebook page, rooftops and art shows all caught my attention this past month…

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See the full gallery from April here.

 

April has 11 images.

You can find me on Instagram as nialldavid.

A few great ways to keep up on Instagram images is joining Instagram, posting your images and following your favorite photographers! There’s also my favorite: Statigram, as well as WebstagramFollowgram, and the Instadesk application for Mac OS X.

Instagram :: August 2011

Stories of peat monsters, construction, travel and music, August was a slow month for me on Instagram. My photography business has been picking up and I’m working with a real camera way more than I’m using the one in my iPhone for leisurely snapping. Kinda bummed about the lack of an IG gallery this month, but happy that the reason those little square crop images are missing from my life recently is an exciting one. It’s been years in the making, and something that I’m very proud of.

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August has 12 images.

You can find me on Instagram as nialldavid.

A great way to keep up on Instagram images is Webstagram.

See the full gallery from August here.

Instagram :: July 2011

Another stellar month with Instagram and my iPhone 4. Lots of travel all up and down the West coast had me swimming with excitement of new places and far away lands of the Western United States. I can say this for sure, if you ever get the chance to drive US Route 1 north of San Francisco to it’s end where it meets the 101, and then up into Oregon, do it!

You can catch up on part of our journey on my previous post here, and I’ve got a host of personal project images made on the July road trips coming your way in August. Stay tuned for more images from landscapes and cityscapes of California the Pacific Northwest.

A sampling of the Instagram gallery from July:

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July has 47 images.

You can find me on Instagram as nialldavid.

A great way to keep up on Instagram images is Webstagram.

See the full gallery from July here.

Ireland – Winter 2011

This past February, I traveled to Ireland with my mom. We visited 14 counties, had countless wonderful experiences, and sadly said goodbye to grandma. The winter trip to the Emerald Isle was filled with many emotions, from elated excitement of exploration to eyes bawling sadness. At the end of the two and a half-week adventure, I came home with countless amazing memories of a great road trip with my mom the likes I haven’t seen since I was 12; a trip I’ll never forget and always cherish.

Traveling to Ireland was always special to our family. When my brother and I were young, my mom and dad would bring us there every few years to spend the summers with grandma and grandpa. We’d explore around, tramp around the farms, climb the hills, lay low on Sunday, play games with local kids and our 65 cousins (lol), wade through streams and pick up frogs, that sort of thing. Looking back it was an incredible deep immersion in a different culture, one that was part of our history as a family. Of all the childhood memories that have become faded, these regular trips to Ireland remain vivid in my personal history. More than most of the many things I have experienced in my years, traveling overseas for months at a time to a particular place of familial heritage gave me a deep sense of belonging with the Irish half of my native culture.

On this most recent trip my mom and I were able to see many of these places and many of my family members again. I’d also never been there in winter to experience the unending rain (much like we get here during our dreary San Francisco winters). We saw grandma and grandpa’s house, the homes and farms of my aunt’s, uncles and cousins, the area where my mom grew up, the house she lived most of her childhood in, the schoolhouses where she went to school, the places she hung out as a teenager, and the town she was born in. It was a real treat to visit my family and see these places again.

I can’t explain the emotions that run through you in these situations. I was 17 the last time we traveled there and seeing them as a full-fledged adult gave me a deeper appreciation of where I’ve been and where I come from. The entire experience lent itself to showing me a whole other dimension of importance of paying attention to the here and now as well as respecting and never forgetting your past.Your never know when those lighthearted trips where you just go with the flow will suddenly turn into a two week long reflection of your entire existence.

Grandpa (who has now been gone almost 10 years) & Grandma’s house is now for sale on the real estate market, and the place in Celbridge we used to call home will now only be a place I’ll visit someday with my family. It won’t be grandma’s house, it’ll be someone else’s. We won’t spend 8 weeks basing our lives out of there traveling the land, we’ll have to stay somewhere else for only a week or two. I wasn’t expecting to be so sad to see that little bungalow listing online. Grandpa’s flower garden which still blooms so beautifully in my head, will likely only be a row of bushes against the road or someone else’s interpretation of what should be there. I will always have the countless memories that flurried back into my head the moment I arrived back there after 17 years of not seeing, smelling or tasting the life we used to have.

I’m happy to be sharing a few images from this trip with the world. If you’re on a slow connection, sorry for the load time on the huge string of images, it was really hard to pick a small number of favorites, and I hope you enjoy a little slice of my Irish life…

(after the images, stay tuned for a little story I think you’ll enjoy)

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Quick little story before I go (OK not so quick, but I promise it’s worth it)…

Initially, when grandma passed, I wasn’t sure if I could make it to see my mom and dad over there to help out with everything. My mom set out to spend a month overseas, and my with my dad’s schedule, he could only take 2 weeks with her. Long story short, we decided it would be best that I would join my dad at the end of his two weeks so I could be with my mom for the second half of her trip. This way she wouldn’t have to be alone for a minute. Initially, there was very little overlap planned (only one day), and I was excited I could see both of them there again. Turned out that scheduling didn’t quite work out (with the threatened Aer Lingus strikes damn you!) and I couldn’t fly out and arrive until the day my father was set to leave; his flight was set to take off two hours after mine arrived actually 🙁 This meant that after not seeing my father for 6 months even in the United States, we’d be in an airport in Ireland at the same time, but we wouldn’t get to see each other. Knowing that we’d at least be in the same building made me feel a little better, but I was still really upset about missing seeing the two of them together there, especially considering the timing.

Then a funny thing happened. My flight arrived a little early, and since I had sat up front on the plane I was able to scoot right off and head to arrivals. The way the new international terminal at Dublin Airport is set up, the whole thing except for the floors is pretty much all glass, you can see across the entire concourse and out into the landscape. It’s really beautiful actually. On any other day this would be a minor seemingly unnecessary detail, but I stopped to grab a coat from my bag, use the restroom and then proceeded to walk back and forth a bit to set myself up for a cool picture of the “Welcome to Dublin” sign. I remember this because I took a shot quickly at first and kept walking, then I looked at it on my phone a few steps later and realized it wasn’t what I wanted and that I needed another, so I walked back to get it.

So, a few minutes later than expected I’m bummed I’m going to miss my dad, but happy I’m finally on my way to meet my mom in arrivals. It’s on the second floor and departures is down below. As I walk down the hall I see this crazy man in the distance waving and jumping up and down. My first thought’s were “who is this crazy idiot acting like a jackass (on an escalator no less) in the middle of this airport?!?” Then as I got closer it all came into focus – THAT CRAZY JUMPING IDIOT IS MY DAD!!!

In all of humanity’s history (OK, maybe it’s not that deep, but at least in my history), there was literally maybe a 5-10 second window where this could have happened. He’s going down the escalator at Dublin Airport at the exact same time I’m walking past it on the floor above?? Travel times, trade winds, the need to pee, my insatiable desire to get the right photograph, not to mention all the timing in my dad’s life, the fact that he even saw me, and millions of other incidental actions all combined into this moment have all come together. I run over to wave (like a crazy jumping idiot) back at him. The elation is profound; I might actually get to see and hug my dad on this trip after all!!! I head over to a security guard by the exit door and ask” “Is there any way to get to someone on the other side of this glass down there? That’s my dad and I haven’t seen him in… and we’re only in Ireland in the airport for… blahdee blahdee blah….?!?” And I receive a resounding: “Nope. Secure area. They don’t mix. You’ll just have to wave from here.” “Really, dammit! Do you have any idea what…?!?” Insert BUBBLE BURST here.

So I didn’t get to be close enough to my pops to give him a hug, but I did get to see him at the bottom of the escalator. We waved, we smiled, we made shruggy WTF gestures as we found out we weren’t able to convene. It was really funny actually. I took it for what it was worth – insanely amazing timing the likes of which I’m not sure I’ve ever seen. I was especially sensitive to it considering the circumstances of this trip. It was in this moment where I was reminded that everything happens for a reason; that we’re put here on this earth to make the very best out of our lives, and that sometimes, timing is everything.

What a start to an amazing journey.

 

See all of the galleries here:

Ireland | Winter 2011 | Gallery 1 of 5

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Ireland | Winter 2011 | Gallery 3 of 5

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Ireland | Winter 2011 | Gallery 5 of 5

 

The 365 Project – A Retrospective

Originally posted on: nialldavid.wordpress.com/

This is me. This is me on top of a melting piece of the Breiðamerkurjökull glacier at the mouth of the Jökulsárlón glacial lagoon in Iceland. It’s probably one of the most incredible, jaw-dropping places I have ever been in my entire life. On a whirlwind trip around Iceland a few summer’s ago, I only got to spend only a few hours here, but it was an experience I will never forget. Right before I headed back to the car, I hopped up on what for all I knew was a piece of compressed glacial ice 5000 years my elder on it’s way to the ocean never to be seen again, and I snapped this image.

To this day, it still stands as my favorite self-portrait. I reached up and filled the frame with a photograph that tells the entire story of my Iceland trip in one image. In fact, I think it tells the entire story of my spirit in one image. I chose it months ago to serve as one of the last days of this blog, to celebrate finishing a year of daily images by putting myself out there.

All of the images on this blog mean something to me, and all of them represent pieces of me. Some are of loved ones. Some are from my travels. Some are of incredible rock shows I was center stage for. Some are completely random. And some are part of experimental work I never knew would even see the light of day, let along become part of what I now consider integral to my photographic style.

It has been an incredible year for me, and for my photography. I made 1000’s of photographs each month (sometimes 1000’s in a single day), started the foundation of a photo business, built a new website from the ground up, took educational classes (in person and online) with some of the most well-known experts today in photography, and all in all feel I have expanded my technical knowledge of this art more in this one year, than ever in all my born days.

As I put the finishing touches on the 365 project, I reflect on an amazing year of life behind the lens. Even though I’ve been shooting since I could hold a toy camera, I really feel like this past year was the year of getting super serious. It was the year of hours a day, every day, of focusing on getting better at the craft. I finally started making more images of people while continuing to learn more about landscapes, music photography, abstracts and long exposures at night – all of which have become the genres I focus my work on.

Today closes the year-long journey on this blog. I already decided a while back that I wouldn’t be continuing on past day 365 into another year. It’s seems simple, but posting one image a day is actually a lot of work and takes a decent time commitment I’m not sure I can afford right now. At this point I would like to take extra time to focus on shooting more, learning different techniques, studying lighting both natural and in studio, better methods of digital post processing, and other areas of photography critical to my growth as a photographer. I hope to build one of these projects again some year…

For now, you can keep up to date with my work and the occasional blog post on my website: http://nialldavid.com,

on Facebook at: http://www.facebook.com/nialldavidphotography,

and on Twitter @nialldavid

Thanks so much for tuning in.

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