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Strictly Ballroom on the 31st Floor My mother was trying to teach my brother a certain dance step.  There was a time I distinctly remember when Mom and Dad would have gone out dancing.  They would always be competing in contests, and balls.  Before there was Dancing With the Stars, and all these other shows, my parents were in competitions and I was in a position to watch them and cheer from an audience perspective.  I remember the joy they had even if they didn’t win, because it was just plain fun to them. Nowadays, you see young American parents, taking their kids snowboarding, or surfing, or maybe something as nostalgic as soccer practice, because that’s what they were into.  And likewise, they tried to get me to learn these ballroom steps, but I always needed a dance partner, which I was too big of a dork at ten to comprehend.   So I was commissioned to videotape their performances, and using an editing VCR, compile their work.  Dad bought a Camcorder which would fit on my shoulder, and it had the highest resolution of consumer products of its time.  After shooting their first practice, and keeping them in frame, I was hooked.   Upon playback of the footage, I started to “feel” what needed to be more headroom, more leadroom, a steadier push, a smoother pull, and how to rack focus.  My father listened to what I needed, and then he bought a tripod.  Because I continually would ask questions on how to make it better.  There was just a real curiosity to what I was looking at, and I had no idea it would lead to what I’m doing now.  Who would have known that a ten year old kid at a YMCA Multi-Purpose room videotaping his Parents and their friends ballroom dancing would literally lead to a me being a cinematographer on a motion picture stage in Hollywood. So even though my parents wanted me to learn how to dance, they taught me a career inadvertently.  So fast forward 20+ years, and even though Dad is gone, my brother being taught the steps to a cha cha, rhumba, or foxtrot, I was able to capture this of my Mom on the Rolleiflex as they were dancing on the 31st Floor of our hotel on the 52nd and 3rd.  Funny how time stands still at times, and how moments repeat themselves. New York City Rolleiflex 2.8E 80mm Schneider-Krueznach Rollei Pan 25

Strictly Ballroom on the 31st Floor

My mother was trying to teach my brother a certain dance step.  There was a time I distinctly remember when Mom and Dad would have gone out dancing.  They would always be competing in contests, and balls.  Before there was Dancing With the Stars, and all these other shows, my parents were in competitions and I was in a position to watch them and cheer from an audience perspective.  I remember the joy they had even if they didn’t win, because it was just plain fun to them.

Nowadays, you see young American parents, taking their kids snowboarding, or surfing, or maybe something as nostalgic as soccer practice, because that’s what they were into.  And likewise, they tried to get me to learn these ballroom steps, but I always needed a dance partner, which I was too big of a dork at ten to comprehend.   So I was commissioned to videotape their performances, and using an editing VCR, compile their work.  Dad bought a Camcorder which would fit on my shoulder, and it had the highest resolution of consumer products of its time.  After shooting their first practice, and keeping them in frame, I was hooked.  

Upon playback of the footage, I started to “feel” what needed to be more headroom, more leadroom, a steadier push, a smoother pull, and how to rack focus.  My father listened to what I needed, and then he bought a tripod.  Because I continually would ask questions on how to make it better.  There was just a real curiosity to what I was looking at, and I had no idea it would lead to what I’m doing now.  Who would have known that a ten year old kid at a YMCA Multi-Purpose room videotaping his Parents and their friends ballroom dancing would literally lead to a me being a cinematographer on a motion picture stage in Hollywood.

So even though my parents wanted me to learn how to dance, they taught me a career inadvertently.  So fast forward 20+ years, and even though Dad is gone, my brother being taught the steps to a cha cha, rhumba, or foxtrot, I was able to capture this of my Mom on the Rolleiflex as they were dancing on the 31st Floor of our hotel on the 52nd and 3rd.  Funny how time stands still at times, and how moments repeat themselves.

New York City

Rolleiflex 2.8E 80mm Schneider-Krueznach Rollei Pan 25

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