SUMMER MONDAY AFTERNOON: JULY 4, MATT HEVEZI
My Fourth of July
Matt Hevezi
Five thousand festive bodies passed by me as I sat on the porch of a beach cabana just south of the pier in Oceanside, California. Some fat, some lean; some light, some dark; some on foot, some on wheels; some reserved in appearance, some bizarre. It was an absolute people watching "gold mine."
The weather was on. Beverages were on... Yadda, yadda, yadda.
So I took some pictures. I used a funky disposable to capture a vibe on a day, at a place, in time.
Outside temperature was near 80 degrees and there was a perfect on shore breeze.
The cops had draped yellow "Crime Scene" tape along the narrow strip of roadway known as "the South Strand," to mark an emergency vehicle route. I thought this would be an interesting element to the photographs in the event they ended up anywhere close to neat-o when they came back from Wal Mart.
I set my camera down on the porch without even framing up. I marked the position with a spent match. I held my drink in my right hand and advanced the frames and charged the flash button with my left.
Hordes of beach-walkers openly ignored the cops' effort to keep the roadway clear. The only emergency I observed was a 3 p.m. bust (complete with a cop copter above) of a multi-keg beer & band gig a few cabins down. The cops confiscated and then loaded the kegs in a "cop-mobile." The party was switched off until a couple hours later. The band, by sheer luck, relocated and plugged in within a stone's throw from our location.
So here is the scene. A good time was had by all. The pleasure these pictures bring me, compared to the nearly zero percent effort required to produce them ... feels good.
Maybe I will try a dual-disposable set-up next year and see what happens. Gotta go find one of those drink-holder cowboy hats with the sipper tubes on each side.
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Matt Hevezi
Five thousand festive bodies passed by me as I sat on the porch of a beach cabana just south of the pier in Oceanside, California. Some fat, some lean; some light, some dark; some on foot, some on wheels; some reserved in appearance, some bizarre. It was an absolute people watching "gold mine."
The weather was on. Beverages were on... Yadda, yadda, yadda.
So I took some pictures. I used a funky disposable to capture a vibe on a day, at a place, in time.
Outside temperature was near 80 degrees and there was a perfect on shore breeze.
The cops had draped yellow "Crime Scene" tape along the narrow strip of roadway known as "the South Strand," to mark an emergency vehicle route. I thought this would be an interesting element to the photographs in the event they ended up anywhere close to neat-o when they came back from Wal Mart.
I set my camera down on the porch without even framing up. I marked the position with a spent match. I held my drink in my right hand and advanced the frames and charged the flash button with my left.
Hordes of beach-walkers openly ignored the cops' effort to keep the roadway clear. The only emergency I observed was a 3 p.m. bust (complete with a cop copter above) of a multi-keg beer & band gig a few cabins down. The cops confiscated and then loaded the kegs in a "cop-mobile." The party was switched off until a couple hours later. The band, by sheer luck, relocated and plugged in within a stone's throw from our location.
So here is the scene. A good time was had by all. The pleasure these pictures bring me, compared to the nearly zero percent effort required to produce them ... feels good.
Maybe I will try a dual-disposable set-up next year and see what happens. Gotta go find one of those drink-holder cowboy hats with the sipper tubes on each side.
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