There’s a path about 200 yards from my house, and I always take the left fork to go towards town. But today, for the first time, Karen and I took the path to the right toward Ravenna. Not that it wasn’t beautiful, but the lack of landmarks means fewer interesting photos.
Corset and Clouds
In addition to this being the first in a series of portrait shoots I’m working on, this was also my first chance to work with my friend Mere. She messaged me a couple days ago to ask if we could do a series of her in her renaissance dress.
The dense cloud cover and rain threw a wrench in our plan of catching the golden hour light. We wound up leaving our original location in the woods for something more open because to take advantage of what light we had. Mere was so amazing through all of it, you’d never guess it was her first time modeling. We’re planning a second shoot not too long from now, so keep an eye out for those.
A few weeks ago, my friend Ian messaged me about planning a group expedition to Helltown, an actual ghost town not too far away from Kent. , Helltown (formally Boston, Ohio) supposedly a completely abandoned town, left to rot as the paranormal set in. I did some digging online and learned that the government had purchased the land through eminent domain to add to the area’s parks, but never bothered to do anything with it. Since then, rumors of everything from ghosts, to mutants, to Satanists have grown to surround the area. It had all mostly been debunked, but it still sounded like l could get some creepy photos out of it.
With all that in mind, Ian, Paisley, and I headed out to Helltown. I was assuming that the rumors would oversell this place, but I figured I’d at least get to see something resembling a ghost town, but even that was more than we saw. The “abandoned” homes were few and far between, surrounded by what looked like a healthy, small town. Even if the town was much more inhabited than we expected, we still roamed around the area, looking into all of the various “paranormal hotspots” that were referenced online to see if we could find anything.
While we didn’t see anything haunted, I still held out hope that I would find something ghostly on the photos once I got home. Sadly, everything I edited in post was all free from the paranormal. I guess that means we’ll just have to keep looking.
The Great Tiger Hunt
What better way to spend a Monday off then a tiger hunt in the majestic forests of Hinckley Ohio? I gathered up my gear bags, met up with my friends and set out into the untamed wilds in search of our quarry.
After hours of combating the elements, we finally closed in on the illusive beast.
However, the scoundrel proved to be more resilient than we imagined! The rifle was not enough to fell the creature, and it came to attack us. With unholy speed and strength, it leapt trough the air and savagely took down the leader of our expedition!
Fortunately, our loyal guide was ready with her bow. Primitive, but effective in stalling the fearsome tiger.
Long enough for our expedition leader to thump the villainous monster square in the maw!
And with that final blow, the horrid beast was slain! Never again would it menace the forest, preying on innocent hunters!
Victorious, we had hauled our well-won quarry back to camp.
Once we got our trophy back to camp, we lashed it to our car so that it could be taken home for a proper stuffing and mount.
It will sit proudly in the study, under which we may sip scotch, smoke pipes, and twirl our mustaches. Truly, this is a tale we will all tell for years to come.
I’ve been taking advantage of the summer weather while I still can. As a result, I now have a huge backlog of photos that need to be edited. These were taken of the new fawn in the woods behind our apartment.