29 June 2008

Boats





I love boats and being out on the water. I have ever since I was a kid. One of these days, when I have a place to keep it, maybe I'll actually become a boat owner. But, that's a long way off. Until then, however, I can spend time out on Randy's boat, which is always fun. And that is just what I did yesterday, I spent time out on the water with Randy and his daughter and some other friends of Randy's and their kids. 

27 June 2008

It's a Small World, It's a small Army

So, I've been listening to Journey lately. Well, not a whole lot, it's really just one song, but you have to admit that the intro to "Don't Stop Believin" is pretty badass. I'm not really a Journey fan, nor am I a classic rock fan, but I just like that one song. When I was in Iraq, Sean would play Journey's "Wheels in the Sky" constantly because he knew that just a hint of the chorus would get it lodged in my brain for the rest of the day. Sometimes he would just hum the chorus. Jerk. 

I mentioned before that I had just gotten back from spending a year in Iraq. I guess I should also mention that it was an all expenses paid trip courtesy of the U.S. Army, since I am, in fact, currently serving in said branch of the armed forces. I am a photojournalist in the Army and my job as such is to document and tell the stories of other Soldiers. It's a small career field within the Army. I've been told it's the smallest, though I'm not sure if that's true or not, though it wouldn't surprise me. So, if you've been around for a few years you start to get to know other people within the career field as well as folks from the other services that do the same sort of thing.  Even knowing just how small a career field it is, it still always amazes when I see examples of that. 

I just returned from spending two weeks at a leadership school for those in the photojournalist career field (or broadcast journalist, different jobs, but they fall under the same overall umbrella). I attended the course with a person who I had long admired his work and knew his name long before I ever met him in person. I first met him just before going to Iraq. As we met and shook hand I said "Hi, I'm Jon Soucy." And his response was "Yes, I know the name." And then he went on to say many good things about my work.  While I was in Iraq we in the section I was a part of simply referred to him as my arch-nemesis, simply because he's a really strong shooter and we're equally matched when it comes to talent and ability. So when I would see his images show up different places I would shake my fist and shout his name in mock frustration. While it was somewhat of a joke amoungst us, in many ways it was a good thing as it forced me to keep shooting, shooting more, and expanding my visual storytelling abilities. Though, what I didn't know while overseas was that he kept seeing my work other places and doing the same thing. It was somewhat humbling when he told me that. And to make things even odder, not only were we at this school together, but we were assigned as roommates. It turned out to be a good thing, I think, as it was really good talking with someone who is just as into storytelling and documentary photography. I don't really get that in the normal day-to-day where I am currently stationed. 

Adding on to the small career-field thing, the other interesting thing while at the school was looking at the various plaques on the walls that listed out those who had been Distinguished Honor Graduates, high PT score achievers, and who had won the leadership awards and just seeing how many of those were people that I know or had met at some point. And, while my arch-nemesis was the only person in the class I knew prior to class, there were others in the class who knew some of the same people I had known, or worked with, or went through some sort of training with or folks I taught (I was once an instructor at the school that all those in the military as photojournalists, broadcasters, graphic designers, writers etc. go to learn those skills. I taught the photo portions of various courses, but the main course I taught was the intermediate photojournalist course.) And, while at the course I ran into a few other people who were there for other courses who came up to me an introduced themselves saying they've seen my work etc. Like I said, it's a small career field. It is on the civilian side as well, but even more on the military side. I think I like it that way.

13 June 2008

Number One

Well, it's official. I can now legitimately say I am now on the Blogosphere. So, that means that when one of those square-jawed anchor-types on one of those TV news magazines says "Let' see what the blogger's are saying," perhaps I'll be one of those featured. Probably not, but one can dream can't they? I always thought that was a silly notion when said like that. While I think there are many intelligent and thought-provoking blogs out there, there are also many others that, well, aren't. So, when one of those anchor-types would say something about what the bloggers are saying, I would immediatly translate it in my head to say "Let's see what a random wingnut in their underwear has to say about the subject."  Anyhow, here we are. And no, I'm not typing this wearing just my underwear. Tin foil hat, yes.

So, you've probably arrived here by one of two methods. 1.) I know you and said "Hey, I've joined 2002 and have started a blog."  Or, 2.) You randomly stumbled upon it. Either way, welcome!

So, for those of you who got here via option two, I guess I should tell you a something about myself. After all, I have to hold your interest somehow. I'm 31. I'm from Baltimore. I work as a photographer--photojournalism, documentary images and storytelling are the things I love. I also like old trucks, music, conversation, have played in a few bands, traveled extensivly etc. Why do I suddenly feel as if I'm writing a personals ad? OK, let's skip past the part where I say I like long walks on the beach etc.

I'm not really sure what this whole thing will be about. I'm sure I'll post some photos, ramble on about things that are going on, that sort of thing. Somewhat like the electronic version of the personal 'zine, which is something I miss from my young punk rock days. I still like the punk rock--though I guess most would term what I'm into as emo or indie rock,but let's not pigeon-hole ourselves-- I just relate to it in different ways now that I'm a bit older. I used to relish sending off a few stamps to some unknown person on the other side of the country and a few weeks later get back a hand-done 'zine. Especially if the author included a little note, even better if they included extra little goodies like stickers, other 'zines, or sometimes a mix tape. The Internet is great for many things, but you can't beat real mail, handwritten letters and hand done 'zines and the surprise mix tape.

Anyhow. I'm recently back from spending a year photographing in Iraq. I've been back for a little while now, though in some ways it still feels very odd to be back. I'd try and explain it, but I think it's one of those things that you only really fully get it if you've spent time there. Though, perhaps that was the time to start this whole blog thing, though let's just say that Internet access was, not what it could have been. If you'd like to see some of my work from Iraq you can see it here: www.jonsoucy.com . Guess which section it's under? And there is also other work of mine there too. 


Until then. Rock on!