Since then, I’ve dropped in there as often as I could. Got myself a couple shirts and saved all my pennies for those suede chukkas I was drooling over in the first post. Over the past year I’ve gotten to know Jordan a little bit, and it just reinforces the enthusiasm I had for the shop at the beginning.

So when the chance to do this short video for the shop’s website came up, I was excited. I hope my admiration for what Jordan is doing comes through. I think he’s a top-notch guy with a great aesthetic and strong vision. It’s not every day that a job also doubles as a passion project. But it is a great day when it does. Enjoy:

Winn Perry from 4+1 Productions on Vimeo.

The New Reliability from 4+1 Productions on Vimeo.

Credits:
CREDITS:
Director: Jacob Hinmon
Director of Photography: Travis Cline
Production Designer: Megan Pugmire
Stylist: Claudine Ebel

ACTORS:
Seth Allen
Adam Davis
Bernadette Miller
Adrienne Vogel

So, here it is. It’s under 14 minutes long, and I would consider it a small film about a guy who feels like he’s getting older and should probably be doing something with his life already. This is his attempt to grow up and reach out at the same time. I hope you enjoy it.

Night Becomes Day from 4+1 Productions on Vimeo.

We went “This Old House”-style with the look and feel. It’s not the most creative stuff I’ve ever done, but the information is compelling and the look we devised delivers the message simply and clearly. I really enjoyed my first foray into the world of green building and industries.

Below is the intro we shot, and one of the videos I liked. Check ‘em all out here.

If you want more, click on over to our Flickr set and enjoy. Have a great weekend, may the sun continue to shine on you.
01 Busted

I couldn’t wait to get a few of my favorite shots out there to all of you. Some of these are outtakes, some might make it into the commercial. We haven’t color corrected anything yet, so this is just the way it came out of the camera.

Enjoy.

TEASER: The New Reliability from 4+1 Productions on Vimeo.

CREDITS:
Director: Jacob Hinmon
DP: Travis Cline
Art Director: Megan Pugmire
Stylist/Makeup Artist: Ebel Artistry
Actors:
Adrienne Vogel
Bernadette Miller
Adam Davis
Seth Allen

01 Horchata

Have a nice weekend.

This wasn’t out of the blue. About a month ago, while trying to get her to take a nap, I gave her the basic run down on shadows and light: hard shadows, soft light, reflection, etc. She may have just been trying to stall, to delay her bedtime. I took the bait.

We talked about how the light was coming from the doorway instead of the window because it was night. We looked at the shadows the ceiling fan made. I demonstrated how the closer your hand gets to the headboard, the harder the shadow is. Then I demonstrated the same by creating a shadow on my face. She pulled her little hand under the covers and said, “Don’t make it dark on my hand.” I could see the fear in her eyes. The very real fear that darkness holds for a child.

As an adult, I don’t often consider darkness in this sense. I mean, I have a flashlight app on my iPhone.

LOST.

Anyone who has been truly lost can instantly remember the feeling. You may have felt it when I typed that word in bold just now.

Being lost and in complete darkness is not something I’ve ever experienced. I can’t relate to it at all. Which is why it is so easy to forget about lighthouses. Most of us don’t travel by sea, battle monster waves or yearn for a glimpse of light through the storm that could mean the difference between life and death. So, until we’re driving down the coast and spot one, or a sign telling us one exists, it’s easy to let them slip from our minds.

Then you turn on your blinker, park your car at the turnoff and hike it in. You walk into a world where pure darkness exists and is battled every minute. A world where brick is laid by hand and then whitewashed into place, and the steel staircase doesn’t need repairs for centuries, if ever. Where a lens manufactured in France makes its home, by way of the Panama Canal. A world where kids walk a mile through the forest each way to school, while you’re doing the most important mundane work that exists. Where constant attention must be paid to every dull detail, or lives can be lost. You bring light into darkness, direction to the disoriented; you work with your hands, and your day job means something.

If you’re lucky, you bring your a camera along. I brought my camera.

It was so good we went back the next day. Luckily, on day two I thought to take some iPhone pictures to share. So, I’ll let them do the talking, with minimal interruption from here:

The restaurant features a pretty casual layout with an industrial feel. It sits right on the bay (evidence provided below). They own two fishing boats and, as you can see from the crab photo, they catch their own local seafood daily.

Between the two nights, we ate several unbelievable appetizers: the crab soup, fish tacos, pan-fried oyster spinach salad with warm bacon dressing, frizzled onions, and crab cakes were all delicious. We had the soup and the cakes on both visits. As we ate, I envisioned a life where I lived only a few blocks away (toward the ocean of course), and rode my bike over there for a simple lunch of fish tacos and crab cakes, soaking up the sea breeze as I rambled on two wheels back to my typewriter. This is undoubtedly the ideal circumstance for me to write my opus (before directing it)—a strict diet of crab soup being a necessity, along with chunky sweaters, boat shoes without socks, and a golden doodle.

If I was forced to eat only one appetizer, I think I would choose the crab cakes. But if you go, don’t skip either the soup or the tacos. Unforgivable.

As for the entrées, we had the crab po’ boy sandwich and fish ‘n chips (it was an apostrophe extravaganza) the first night, and large coconut prawns and pan fried oysters the second night. Recommendations: crab po’ boy and pan fried oysters. Everything is delicious, but decisions must be made.

And dessert—a fresh fruit and lemon shortbread trifle:

Walking back out into the fresh night air stuffed to the gills, you might be tempted to abandon life as you know it and sign up to be a fisherman. You could live the hard life on the fishing boats, burning plenty of calories to eat like this daily. Like Benjamin Button, but without the good looks, perfect wardrobe or aging conundrum.

The view as you walk out the door won’t be what stops you from knocking on a boat and asking for a job.