Nate Howard Photography http://www.natehoward.com/blog/ Nate Howard | Photographer www.natehoward.com en Copyright 2010 Fri, 17 Sep 2010 00:25:23 -0600 http://www.sixapart.com/movabletype/?v=4.32-en http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss Destination Wedding, Mexico, 2010 After two years, a wedding is posted.   

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I have once again tackled a wedding portfolio posting.

A destination wedding in Mexico.

One can not simultaneously shoot a wedding or ten, and post.

http://www.natehoward.com/shows/destination_wedding_mx/index.html

Please enjoy.

Destination Wedding Mexico

Nate Howard

nate@natehoward.com 

www.natehoward.com


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The champagne of beers, motorcycle ride with a prairie wind pushing your ass, corn spores in the air, which can be tasted on my mustache, and the motorcycle, tuned so fine by Harry the master of Zen and the Honda motorcycle. And the kids are searching for night crawlers after a night of soaking the lawn with a hose. And the long haired uncle who doesn't say much but can fish like Nathanael of Cana at the Sea of Tiberias.

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"The photographer is filled with doubt. Nothing will soothe him."
  -- Raymond Depardon

natehoward.com


Austin, MN 2009
Nate Howard


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My son Lukas enters this copy in a Google search today. February, 23, 2010.

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Haiti Earthquake and Culture by http://www.natehoward.com/
© 2010
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http://www.natehoward.com/pages/haiti_earthquake.php

Haiti in Photographs

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View Motorcycle, Canada Manitoba in a larger map

May 29 to June 6.

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June to Manitoba.
August is Mexico.
But most important is Canada.
Where the pavement ends
And gravel roads reveal
How to heal.
When the ailment is a mystery.
And caution opens the throttle
to let me be me.

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I'll let them know
what's in my purse.
It's got my medicine.
Nice tits nurse.
It reveals my sin.
Battle and bombs.
And the steel guitar strums.
To stars and snow storms.

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Two beers on an empty stomach


Two beers on an empty stomach
has me singing, stretched out in the hammock.

Next to the stream and under the trees
listening to the wind shaking the leaves.

Looking high into a blue sky
No need to worry, no need to ask why.

Beauty in and all around
A birds song fills the air and the rushing waters sound.

But when I awake, I brush off the flakes.
For it is February, as my cold heart aches.

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I was looking at the dead man's shoes.
He wore a size 10 1/2 DD. He wore dress up shoes.
The kind you polish, with thin shoe strings, and the extra piece of leather over the toes.
Maybe wing tip shoes, whatever they are?
I don't know. He wore Rockport walking shoes. All black, two pairs almost identical.
Then he wore some dress up slip on suede shoes.
Shoes you might see on a cruise dinner night but I've never been on a cruise so I don't know.
The Rockports he wore the most, the cruise dress up loafers he wore the least.
His size is too big for me. I wear a 9 1/2. So then I turned to the coats and I found an all wool tan coat.
It was only $3. Roxana, my coworker, think it is too big but the clerk said it looked really nice on me.
I think both of them are correct.
I'm wearing it and I feel good in it. I'll just move the three buttons over to tighten up the front. I'm eating at the China Restaraunt.
That's the name, China Restaurant.
I'm listening to Handel's Messiah. I think, which ever one sings Hallelujah!, Hallelujah! Hallelujah!.
The owners are Buddhist.But the Christmas Carols continue. Now it Silver Bells.
I'm listening to Silver Bells and served by a Buddhist waitress who has a unique beauty.
Subtle, soft, as if a servant. She calls me sir. I wonder if she keeps a journal. Is she this submissive sexually?
I wonder.
Can I ask her that, no.
My vegetable tofu soup is $4.25 less than a value meal and it serves two. Now it's Ave Maria.
It really is about satisfying the customer.
Tomorrow I go back to the Senior Center thrift store and write in detail about the dead man's shoes. Where have they traveled. And this coat, is it from the same dead mad?
I really think so.
The coat seems completely proportionate in size and soul to the 10 1/2 DD shoes.
I really want to buy a Tsing-Tao beer but I need to turn in photos from the basketball game.
The Austin Packers lost to Mayo. Do the Chinese eat a fortune cookie after their dinner?
I doubt it.
I felt authentic in the meal, but the Christmas carols and fortune cookie skewed the Asian experience.

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Wall Drug is a bizarre place to visit. I recommend you stop and take your time, lose yourself.

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Wall Drug South Dakota by Nate Howard

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at 1 in the afternoon
Go and find yourself a loaded gun.
You find yourself a rabbit on the run
And the silence gives to the blast
and stillness
blood freezes on the snow
North of Lyle, MN
right off the tracks
reddish, orange sky
the sun was setting
One farm was in the distance
and in the other
was nothing.

11/3/2009

Nate


Rabbit hunting

There was a loud bang when the rabbit exploded from the snow covered brush.
There was a soft breeze when death told the rabbit hush.

- march 2001

11-26-2001

November

Here comes winter.
Slumber into white.
Rain to ice to snow.

Eyes watering, gasping for air.
Breathe through your nose.

Will it stick?
What's the weather?
You remember the winter of...?

Rusty red pick-up,
among dead leaves ,
glistening from November rain.

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you, waiting for me.
To find home
Having never been there
Those red lights again
Guess my intention
Got more to share
than a friend
Gonna run out the back door
Gonna be forever more
You photographed the coffe cups

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