Scott Newton Photo

Don’t think he can’t play….all of those hours on the bus have made for a really good player….and don’t take too long when someone asks whose move it is….He’ll say, “well, if no one can remember it must be mine!”….a ploy I’m sure has been pulled on more than one slow-witted fan. I was doing alright until he got two moves in a row….

Okay, okay, I played with it a little in photoshop…but just levels and saturation…..

The former home of the Grand Old Opry, and still a vital and venerable music venue. Lots of great music has resonated from this old building. When I saw the pigeons on the roof, I couldn’t help clapping loudly and then shooting the resulting flurry. Sometimes one has to resort to tricks/techniques to conjure up symbolism….

at the 2002 ACL Fest, Austin Texas. In my book, Robert Randolph is one of the best live music acts you can see. It’s impossible to watch his show without dancing.

Just your basic slow motion explosion, courtesy the Tao.

The morning after I got my D1X, I made this shot. I was hooked. I could never find a film (and this is a challenge, photogs) that could render the blue of Heavenly Blue Morning Glories. Polaroid film came the closest, but no slide film I know could capture that shade of blue. Digital gets close enough, in my book.

Some things never change… Personally, I wish there was no border between the US and Mexico. I think both cultures, countries, and belief systems have much to teach the other. I always get more culture shock returning to the US from Mexico than I do just crossing over.

I didn’t take this shot, but if I’d had a camera, then, I could have…He was a fighter pilot in the USAF. I was raised on airbases all over the world….a truly cosmopolitan universal education. My dad, George Newton, is 80 now and a charter member of The Greatest Generation.

Early 70’s. I forget the exact date, (sometime in 1971)but the event was the demonstrations surrounding the opening and dedication of the LBJ library here in Austin. My favorite component of the shot is the guy taking pictures of me. He followed me around all that day. I wonder what their report said….

I shot this in a field near my house, out in what was then “the country”, north of Austin Texas off FM1325 (now Wells Branch subdivision). I gave a print of it to a friend, Jody Fischer, and then, through one of those leaving-the-box-of prints-and-negatives-on-top-of-the-car situations, lost the negative and all of the other prints of this image…. Last year, I received a scan of the image, long forgotten. Jody had died, but before she did she made sure I got this wonderful image back. Thanks, Jody…..