Posts Tagged ‘photojournalist’

Black Shampoo

Wilco performs at the Roseland Theater in Portland in 2004. Last week when we saw Wilco perform, it was just like the first time. No camera around my neck and girl named Sara at my side. The first time? That was November 17, 1994 at an unannounced show under the name of Black Shampoo at […]


Pickin’ on Vivaldi

Fiddle player Frank Fairfield (right) will be playing Pickathon again this year. The morning routine around here requires our wonderful all-classical station to be on. At some point, we shift over to something a bit more rootsy. The afternoon could be almost anything, most likely singer-songwriter oriented. Dinner prep and the meal itself require another […]


F.T.F.

I thought I’d hid that cape. We didn’t need another episode. But Leo appeared out of nowhere last night with headlamp, suspenders and a gold cape ready to zoom through the night in a rush of spring fever. Just a few days earlier, his pal, cape securely fastened, made a leap from the top bunk […]


PDXCROSS is bound for Bend

© Tim LaBarge 2009 It’s been a long, exciting and frustrating season. Long: What I think of being an eight weekend series has somehow turned into more than three months of races. It starts with the dust and sweat and the lingering heat of Summer and ends this weekend with snow and single digit temperatures […]


End of a series

© Tim LaBarge 2009 As the elite racers came into the final run-up of the final lap of the final race of the Cross Crusade, I could hear the excitement in the crowd build. But, I couldn’t see what was happening…yet. A fantastic race with several lead changes came down to the final hundred feet. […]


Record Stories

Jammed in between rows of records at Music Millennium last week watching Langhorne Slim play a little in-store concert, I started to get a bit nostalgic. Not about the love lost or the daydreams dreamt that Langhorne was singing about. But about records and childhood and my grandpa. I am a fan of the digital […]


Biketobeerfest

© Tim LaBarge 2009 I was up the street at Hopworks on Saturday. It was the last weekend of summer and so there were any number of festivals, races and events a person could have done. But how could you miss cold beer and Huffy tossing? It was a bike-crazy-Portland kind of event…so I posted […]


Picturing Pickathon

This was a collaborative effort. Thanks to photographer friends Ian Malkasian, Torsten Kjellstrand and Bruce Ely for helping me with the pictures this year. This little slideshow is just a sampling of what we came up with over the weekend. More will slip out throughout the year in the Pickathon newsletter, news stories and hopefully […]


Pickathon: Sixteen days in two minutes

Well it took more than sixteen days to make the pictures come together and another week of hoping the guys in Blitzen Trapper would give me the green light to use their snappy, little tune “Saturday Night.” But here it is, the time lapse project from Pickathon 2009. A big thanks to Jef Hinkle and […]


Post Pickathon Post II

Dr. Dog Well it’s been a week since Pickathon ended and I’m just starting to come to the surface. I photographed a wedding on Friday so I missed the highlight of the festival for a lot of folks…Thao with The Get Down Stay Down. But that’s okay. I caught the Dr. Dog set in the […]


Two wheeling

It all depends on where you live, I suppose, but the bicycle seems to come and go depending on your age. Growing up, the Schwinn Stingray was how I got around. It’s how I got to my buddy’s house, it’s how we got to the drug store to buy Tootsie Rolls and Charlie’s Angels cards. […]


Six Nights

There were two jobs I thought about pursuing when I lived in Spain: Shepherd (but I had no dogs) or UPS delivery man. I wanted to wander through that magical landscape and daydream. This week, when I saw a square, brown truck rumble through the Central Oregon sage, the romance of driving around delivering boxes […]


No Time Like the Present

A couple of days after seeing Jason Webley open for the Avett Brothers, I knew I was in trouble. The spring air was filled with jigs, reels and slow airs being blasted at top volume. I was paying closer attention to the Felice Brothers’ and Tin Hat Trio albums. And the point of no return, […]


The things they say

My brother Steve would point to planes and say “ahn-gee” with surprise and enthusiasm. And through the twists of the tongue that children are famous for, he also started calling our grandfather “Grad.” That stuck and most everyone, including adults, called him Grad or Graddy until he died. I was apparently more into the simile. […]


Return to Mount St. Helens

Nine years ago I had two different assignments to photograph as the twentieth anniversary of the 1980 Mount St. Helens eruption approached. One was of a fellow, who at the time of the blast, was a young, care-free tree planter on the south side of the mountain. The whole thing was a rush for him. […]


On being three

Leo told us the other day, “I just want to stay three forever.” Life is good when you’re three. Pretty much you play a lot, eat a lot and then fall asleep about halfway through the second book. The kindness, innocence and curiosity of a three-year-old makes me smile daily. This week Leo gave me […]


Long Winter

So an entire season just slipped by since the last time I wrote. I can picture where some of the time went, but it’s really a bit of a fog. There were a few assignments, a few stock requests and the booking of some weddings for the summer. It was a season of rest and […]


Thanks, Mule Lady

Yes, I’ve done a little bit of work lately. Yes, the boys are well. Yes, life is moving right along. The problem seems to be the only thing I’ve really enjoyed photographing and participating in is cyclocross. So now I risk being like every other guy with a blog who goes on and on about […]


Funny People

I was just clicking through some photos from earlier this summer and spotted this little series. Within a few minutes of getting out of Big Red in Badlands National Park, I saw this familiar familial scenario unfold many times. It cracked me up. all images © Tim LaBarge 2008


On your mark…

© Tim LaBarge 2008 Cyclocross season is still a few weeks away here in the Pacific Northwest, but judging from the look in Leo’s eyes, he’s ready to hear the race director say “Go!”. This past weekend was the first in a series of races out at Kruger’s Farm on Sauvie Island. No barriers, no […]


Harvest Time

© Tim LaBarge 2008 The raincoats came out this week for the children attending summer camp at Tryon Life Community Farm. It caused a pang of fear deep in my gut that summer just might be over. Like a few years ago when it started raining the first week of August and summer never really […]


Post Pickathon Post

© Tim LaBarge 2008 I’m not sure I can say there was one moment or one set of music that made Pickathon memorable this year. It’s more about the many moments, the many slices of time that seem to make the whole weekend melt into a fog of pleasure. It rained off and on Friday […]


Letter to home

© Tim LaBarge 2008 The music festival Pickathon is just a few days away. It’s an amazing collection of good musicians, good people in a tranquil setting. It’s one of the highlights of the year for me. It’s one of those draining weekends where there’s so much happening, you almost need counseling to recover and […]


The desk job

© Tim LaBarge 2008 I had this gigantic wooden office desk sitting in the driveway with a free sign on it last week. I had tried to sell it during a yard sale with no luck. Then late Sunday eve, I heard a car stop and a guy’s voice chatting away. I wanted the desk […]